Chapter 269 Delivery of Clothes

The next morning.

Tao Wenguang finally woke up from his coma.

"It's just that my foot was accidentally broken. My old bones are not so delicate yet."

Tao Wenguang spoke in a very angry voice. People could hear him on the second floor and on the first floor. It could be seen that the old man was strong and vigorous.

Only those who have good thoughts and good blood and qi will still be strong at this age.

In the courtyard, Fang Zheng, who breathed in the rising sun, and Old god stick, who practiced a very common taoist qi practice, looked behind them in unison and saw Tao Wenguang walking down the first floor from the second floor.

However, Tao Wenguang's legs were a little inconvenient. One of his feet was still bandaged. He walked down the stairs with his hands and limped down the stairs. Behind Tao Wenguang, a worried wife followed.

"Daoist chen." Tao Wenguang first saluted the old divine stick.

At this time, Old god stick, under Jinhui in the morning sun, pretended to be a man of high moral standing with elegant clothes, and even nodded her head in a mannerism.

"This must be Brother fang, right? My student Yu Shu mentioned you to me. Brother fang is the disciple of director chen. He is indeed a hero. Thank Brother fang for his help last night." Tao Wenguang looked at Fang Zheng and said solemnly.

He looked at Fang Zheng all the time and only mentioned Fang Zheng's action, not Old god stick. Obviously, the old professor, who had spent his whole life teaching and reading people, had seen the subtle relationship between Fang Zheng and Old god stick.

"Professor, do you really believe that there will be people in this world who will come back from the dead to seek revenge?" Fang Zheng, who was praised, did not feel smug this time, nor did he answer Tao Wenguang's question, but instead did not answer it.

Then Fang Zheng described the body he saw last night and began to pay close attention to the expression on the old man's face without blinking.

However, when tao wenguang finished listening, the retired professor's eyes turned red, and he lost control of his emotions on the spot and cried out in grief.

Fang Zheng looked at Tao Wenguang all the time. It was not like pretending to be sad, but like recalling sad memories.

"It's him, it's him, it's been 40 years, it's been 40 years. Not only can he not let go of it, but the other four of us can't forget it. We can always wake up in a nightmare! It's a nightmare that we can't forget for the rest of our lives!"

Tao Wenguang cried in agony and grief.

The old man's face was full of sorrow, remorse and regret.

...

Zhou city.

When Sun Yushu was sent back to his place, Fang Zheng and Old god stick were the only ones left on the old jetta in the water tank.

Also, there was a back seat with a guitar backpack with "National classical percussion instruments..."

"Brother fang, do you believe what that retired professor said?" As Old god stick drove, he looked ahead and asked Fang Zheng.

"What do you think, Old god stick?" Fang Zheng didn't answer immediately.

Old god stick: "Old dao, I've traveled all my life. I've seen a lot of people, such as fake monks, fake taoist priests, and The godmother, who pretended to be a fool in the countryside. These people have seen through the deception, but old dao, I still believe that I can't see the wrong person. The old professor's sadness doesn't seem to be faked. In him, there is a scholar's righteousness. This kind of person can give up his fame and wealth, throw everything away, and be willing to retire in a small mountain village, which shows that his mentality is peaceful, not like a narrow-minded or treacherous person."

After listening to Old god stick say so much, Fang Zheng's eyes showed an odd look, "You're not talking about the fifty thousand dollars that Professor Tao paid, are you?"

Professor Tao retired from poverty and did not have much savings. The fifty thousand yuan interest was money. It was probably the savings of the Professor Tao couple.

Sun Yushu, who had a rich family, wanted to give Fang Zheng a second big red packet for his teacher, but Fang Zheng didn't want it.

He was working for Tao Wenguang, so naturally, he only received money from tao wenguang.

With Fang Zheng's words, Old god stick coughed and immediately defended himself, "Little brother, you look down on me?"

"Do you think I look like the kind of person who would bend over to fight with rice?"

Old god stick spoke with conviction.

Just as he finished speaking, Old god stick's serious and handsome face returned to a slightly lewd look after three seconds, "Little brother, look, three times the salary, as well as my high speed invoice and gas station invoice, can I ask you to reimburse me?"

Fang Zheng: ..."

Old god stick, didn't we agree to bend over the odds?

...

When he returned to Zhou city, it was almost noon. Yesterday, it was another night of vigil. Today, it was another two hours of driving. Old god stick was so tired that Fang Zheng gave Old god stick a day off. He took a paid vacation and went back to have a good rest.

At the same time, he also reimbursed Old god stick for the invoice. Fifty thousand yuan of money was also used as a share of the dividends for Old god stick. Although this time the Old god stick brand self-propelled clothes hanger was not used, but there was no credit and there was hard work.

Old god stick was delighted to hear that there was a bonus, and his face was smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.

When Fang Zheng returned to the neighborhood, it was almost afternoon.

Just as Fang Zheng was about to walk past the security room, Captain Liu in the security room stopped Fang Zheng, "Fang Zheng, here's your delivery."

A black question mark appeared on Fang Zheng's face?

Why didn't he remember buying a delivery recently?

Captain Liu bent down to find the package, looked down at the delivery slip and read, "The recipient's name is fang... Yuyi, is that your niece's name?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng was stunned.

No wonder yiyi suddenly asked him for a bank card and a treasure account a few days ago. Fang Zheng didn't think too much about Yiyi learning how to shop online.

Even elementary school monks know how to register a treasure by surfing the internet with their tablet all day long.

And Yiyi had only saved 200 yuan, so Fang Zheng wasn't worried about Yiyi spending too much money.

But he was curious. What did Yiyi buy online?

Thanks to Captain Liu, Fang Zheng went into the neighborhood and walked to the door. The sound of renovation came from police officer Wei's house next door. The progress of the renovation of the house was almost the same, and it was estimated that it would be finished in about ten days.

However, this time, Zhang Yiwen, who had not met police officer Wei's cousin and was a little out of his mind, was relieved to think that it was daytime class time. What happened last time did not leave a psychological shadow on Zhang Yiwen, because the Special operations department people had once again collectively tampered with their memories.

At this time, Fang Zheng, who was holding the delivery box, had just taken out the key to open the door when he saw Yiyi and the Hei behind him, who could not wait to run to the door.

Fang Zheng immediately realized something was wrong. This child, a child, was staring at the delivery box in his hand, and his eyes couldn't move.

Fang Zheng's eyes were suspicious, "Yiyi, Hei, tell me, are you two doing something behind my back?"

"Did you two buy this delivery together?"

"What did you buy?"

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