This is OK? Zheng Dao suddenly admires Cao Xialan's long-term considerations and divergent application of his skills.

He Xiaoyu and Teng Zhe both laughed so hard.

"Don't laugh, I'll break up with a friend!" Li Bie's face was as dark as a pot, "Are you okay? Are you good friends? Good friends don't laugh at good friends!"

Li Shizhe also felt a little younger amid the laughter of a group of young people.

When saying goodbye, Li Shizhe suddenly asked: "Xiao Zheng, if you want to find a stable job, there are still quotas for psychologists in the municipal bureau... Why do you have to stick to the business of a psychological clinic?"

Zheng Dao thought carefully: "First, of course, it is to make money, and I hope it can solve psychological problems for more people. Second, the clinic is a beam of light left by my father. I hope it can be planted in my heart and one day it can grow into a light."

No matter what era you are in or how many difficulties you encounter, you must always keep a beam of light in your heart to illuminate the way forward for yourself and bring warmth to others.

It was already deep. On the way back, Zheng Dao bought a taxi, but he invited Teng Zhe to join him on the grounds of being on the same journey and asked Teng Zhe to sit in the front seat.

"Brother, you are so poor. Can I still ask you to pay for a taxi? I ​​am shameless and shameless!" Teng Zhe understood what Zheng Dao meant, "But what I don't understand is why you have to reject Uncle Li's kindness?"

Zheng Dao did not answer Teng Zhe's question, but said: "You can find an opportunity to tell Li Bei in the future and ask him to tell Uncle Li that you should pay more attention to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems."

"As long as you can help me catch up with Sumu, I will do whatever you say. Even if I ask me to cooperate with your performance, I will be willing." Teng Zhe was thinking about Sumu. "Brother, report to you about the progress. He has initially locked in the status of the dumpling chain store, which is next to Shanliangzhuang. It has a very good location. It has two floors to stay. Sumu is also very satisfied. It will be opened in almost two months..."

OK, the progress is quite fast. Although Teng Zhe is unreliable on the surface, he is actually very authentic in his work. Zheng Dao nodded and didn't say anything again, remembering a series of things that happened since his father disappeared.

It should be that before my father disappeared, a strange face appeared in Shanliangzhuang, and my father's disappearance must have smelled something unusual. Since the appearance of the two children, many things have come one after another. What he can't figure out now is whether Du Ruo has anything to do with the attack on Sumu?

Who wants to kill Sumu?

What is Lu Xizhou's origin? Why did she have to move to work opposite Building 1?

Behind many things, there must be a clue that he didn't know. Zheng Dao couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he opened the window and let the night wind blow in.

Shanliangzhuang is already far away. Compared with the surrounding communities, the lights of Shanliangzhuang are slightly dimmer, which is why Zhuangren likes to go to bed early. It is also because it is past 10 o'clock, so the children and He Buwu should have gone to bed, right?

In the night, there are not many households in the Shanliangzhuang, except for street lights, and there are not many lights on each household. Apart from the occasional wind and the barking of dogs and cats, the Shanliangzhuang is quiet everywhere. The land and water nourish the other people. For many years, the Shanliangzhuang has maintained the tradition of resting after 10 o'clock, so why not realize it?

He coaxed his two children to bed early, so he Buwu cleaned up the flowers and plants for a while and lay down. At 10 o'clock, he suddenly woke up and saw that the screen of his mobile phone was lit up and a phone call came in.

"You are really on time, old guy." He Buwu answered the phone. Although he knew that Zheng Dao and He Xiaoyu were not at home, he deliberately lowered his voice. "Zheng Dao finally discovered that a stranger appeared in the village. This kid is not too bad. He did not disappoint us, but also brought surprises..."

"What surprise?" The voice opposite was calm and there was no ups and downs.

"He surrendered He Ergou and asked him to come forward to help him find out what the new tenants in the village are from. He also took the opportunity to promote the clinic. This is better than you, and he has the need and motivation to make money. Unlike you, the half-dead old antiques, who are no longer interested in money, what's the point of living?" He Buwu would not miss any opportunity to mock the other party.

"This child is still too anxious. You can't be too hasty in everything. You have to take it slowly." He sighed and his tone was a little low. "Maybe I am really old, young people should have the vitality and stage of young people."

"Anyway, since you have escaped irresponsibly, he will decide what he wants to do. I can't control it, nor do I want to control it. As long as he promises to pay enough rent..." He Buwu suddenly paused, slid his ears for a moment, and his voice became a little lower, "Are you really planning to let him face the huge group of forces alone?"

"He is not fighting alone, he has you..." The other party chuckled with a rare chuckle, "Aren't you saying that he is consciously forming his own team?"

"His team? In addition to Xiaoyu, Li Bei and Teng Zhe are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals! It seems that he wants to win over Xiaoyu's best friend Su Mu to join. I think that Su Mu is also a stubborn girl. If you don't cause trouble, you will burn the incense. Relying on her to help? Haha, it's almost the same to help you." He Buwu's expression changed slightly again, and he listened to the voice outside, "Old guy, you have known so many old friends and old guys before, will they still sell your face?"

"The favors I have released for decades are all great graces that are at stake in human life. Who would refuse as long as you speak? Hum!" A muffled groan, although the sound was not loud, vaguely revealed a hint of pride and the confidence to give me away. "It's just that some favors can only be used once at a critical moment, and don't use them easily. Choose to speak before you speak, choose to act before you act. Zheng Dao is in the bright place, and I am in the dark place, one light and one dark place, so that the other party can be afraid and dare not be too presumptuous."

"You can say escape and pissing so outstandingly. Old man, you are the most self-comfortable and shameless among all the people I have known in my half-century life." He Buwu sneered several times, "After so many years, you have not been able to convince me, and I have not been able to convince you. Our buddies belong to your buddies, and life belongs to life. I know your thoughts. You want to use Zheng Dao as a test subject. If he succeeds, it will prove that you have surpassed me, right?"

"But you haven't thought about it, what if it fails? Now it's not just Du Tiandong who wants to touch Zheng Dao. Don't play with it. If you lose Zheng Dao's life, you will have no regrets." He Buwu frowned a few times.

"I was forced to escape, okay? Old guy. I have been fighting with me for a lifetime, but it's not enough, right? I won't get it anymore. I've received your 8,000 yuan, and it's no problem to hold on for half a year." The other party's laughter was a little mocking, and there were some sighs, and then his tone changed and became a little sharper, "Du Tiandong? He dare not! His family disease, I am the only one in this world who can cure it!"

Although his tone was peaceful, there was also a sense of confidence and domineeringness: "If it was someone else, even if he was not sick, he would just be a medicine."

"Why are you doing this? Anyone who has rich people can't spend enough money, and they have to be a model of thrift? No one will give you a certificate of awards, and there is no bonus." He Buwu laughed a few times, "I know you have a lot of skills, but you just don't need it, either you are either stupid or stupid."

"I promised her that I can't go back on my word and get fat..." The voice fell a little.

"You have already lost weight. If you break your promise a few more times, you won't be able to gain weight."

"I can't answer this, I suggest you reorganize the language..." The other party joked, slightly stopped, and was silent for a moment, "I feel that the atmosphere over you is wrong, and the quietness has been broken. It should be a guest at home."

"What I am most convinced in my life is that you, an old guy, can tell through the phone? I can't do it if you have to be convinced." He Buwu quietly leaned out and looked outside, "I don't know how much your ability has Zheng Dao learned? I won't say it anymore, I have to greet the guests. I can't let people come here for nothing without gain, right?"

"How much has Zheng Dao learned? I don't know. No matter how much theoretical knowledge is learned, it will take practical measures to test it out. Go and entertain guests well, but don't alert the enemy, otherwise it will be fun."

"Listen to your voice, the energy has been enriched a lot, and I have changed my previous bad habits? The health has increased a lot. Old man, you have the goal and motivation." The other party added half mockingly.

He Buwu smiled and snorted: "Don't talk about me, you haven't moved for decades, and now you're running outside and exercising your muscles? When people get old, they're all for their children. But I'm still better than you, I'm real and open-minded..."

He Buwu hung up the phone, spat silently at the phone to express his anger and contempt, then turned off the phone, quietly came to the terrace, fiddled with it.

A black shadow stood outside the courtyard of Building 1, looking up at the terrace on the second floor, hesitated for a moment, took a few steps back, jumped and grabbed the wall.

Originally, the wall of Building 1 was an iron railing. Later, after Zheng Jian and Zheng Dao moved in, they talked to He Buwu about the big principles, such as the walls that can gather and keep the yard clean, etc. He Buwu was not moved, and he would not do anything that was spent on money.

Later, Zheng Dao understood He Buwu's temper and said just one sentence, which made He Buwu change his mind instantly. He immediately asked someone to remove the iron railing cover and block it.

"Uncle, the walls can gather wealth and prevent Xiaoyu from being peeped at!"

The wall of Building 1 is two meters high, and there is neither a power grid nor a sharp iron tool on the wall. It is mainly because all the walls in the Shanliang Village do not have anti-theft devices. They are all old neighbors who have been around for more than ten years. They rarely happen if they are scattered or stealing things over the wall.

The black shadow was as light as a swallow. He flew over and jumped onto the wall. With a bow, he stood on the wall. After walking a few steps along the wall, he came to the soapberry tree.
Chapter completed!