I make a living solving crimes.

Chapter 445 Li Guanqi

Lou Hongyang left in the morning and delivered the money to the Dragon Group in the afternoon.

Chang Wei looked at the thirty brand new stacks of banknotes in front of him and said to himself, "This guy has all his money at home, ready to run away at any time!"

Fan Tuaner put the money into the wooden box and said with a smile: "How can you be like this? You just took such a large sum of money and you don't even say a word."

Neither of them took the money seriously.

In the Northeast, more than two tons of gold passed by, and a small amount of money could no longer make a splash.

"Secretary Chen gave him a receipt. I'll get you a receipt later and you can give it to Secretary Chen." Fan Tuaner put the box on Chang Wei's desk and reminded him, "Be less kind in the future. It's only because the minister is here that no one dares to check."

"Then I wish him a long life. Sister Tuan'er, please help me find some Coptis chinensis so I can make some quick-acting heart-saving pills for the minister."

"Should I use Coptis chinensis to treat heart problems?"

"Ancestral secret method."

On the third day, Jixiang Sanbao and Du Ye worked an overtime night shift and drove five trucks in from outside the city in the early morning.

Even Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were unaware of this.

In front of the subdistrict office, Chen Mingji held Chang Wei's hand, tears welling up in his eyes, "Little Chang Wei, the people of Gulou have to thank you."

"People outside call me Ya Zi, but my fellow villagers call me You Hu. It's a favor."

"Haha, so you knew that too!"

"Uncle Chen, do you think I'm stupid?"

Chen Mingji hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Kid, a person who is not stupid will not do such a thankless task."

Chang Wei was furious and pointed at the basket. "If you call me stupid again, I will throw these fish into Kunming Lake."

Chen Mingji smiled and rubbed his head.

This kid is so good!

He didn't dare to publicize Chang Wei's reputation outside, but he had to make Chang Wei famous in Gulou Street.

In fact, it cannot be concealed.

After distributing tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, Chen Mingji had to give an explanation.

Director Lou of the steel rolling mill gave a condolence payment to the Long team, and Director Chang used his connections to buy a batch of unplanned grain to help the needy people in Gulou Street.

Where does the food come from?

The Investigation Department and the Ministry of Public Security are Chang Wei's parents' families. With the examples of Director Nie and Deputy Director Liu Tao, no one wants to go against Chang Wei for such a small matter.

Moreover, all units are dealing with unplanned materials at the end of the year, and no one wants to touch this hornet's nest.

The news spread quickly in Nanluoguxiang. By the afternoon, everyone knew about it, even Chang Long had heard about it.

She ran to Chang Wei, put her hands on her waist and said, "Brother, you have to make the decision for me."

Chang Wei saw that he was angry, so he moved a stool for her to sit down, touched her head, and said softly: "Who bullied you?"

"Uncle Chen." Chang Long hugged Chang Wei's thighs tightly, fearing that he would run away. "Fangfang's family is so poor. They are not a poor family and cannot share food."

Chang Wei thought for a while before remembering Fangfang.

Chang Long once lent her two dollars for tuition. Of course, Fangfang didn't know about this money. In order to protect the child's self-esteem, Chang Wei asked Chang Long to give the money directly to the school.

In theory, Fangfang's tuition is still in arrears.

"Fangfang has no father, her mother is in poor health, and she has to pick up coal cores after school. Her brother is mute and earns money by pulling a cart every day. He is often bullied and not paid. How can their family not be a poor family?"

Chang Wei did not explain what the criteria for a difficult family are.

Life itself is more like hell than hell.

Fangfang's family must be very poor, but they shouldn't starve to death.

The more than 300 families selected by Chen Mingji didn't even have food to eat.

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck finds the poor.

Fan Tuan'er took Chang Long to her side and said softly, "Long Long is a kind girl. Don't worry, your brother won't let you down. I will accompany your brother to Fang Fang's house to deliver food, okay?"

"Thank you, Sister Tuan'er." Chang Long turned around and hugged her waist, buried his head in her hair, and whispered, "Sister Tuan'er, you feel so comfortable. I wish you were my sister-in-law."

Fan Tuaner hugged Chang Long tighter.

The setting sun poured down like molten gold, dyeing the sky orange-red, interweaving with the lavender twilight, like the colors in a dream.

The light, with a gentle and deep power, slowly sank below the horizon, leaving behind a lingering afterglow.

The air was filled with chill, but also mixed with the smell of cooking smoke and heating.

Chang Wei and Fan Tuaner found Li Fangfang's home according to the address given by Chang Long.

This is a sanheyuan. In front of the dilapidated west wing, a little girl is sitting on a small stool, hitting the slag with a hammer. She carefully picks out the unburned coal cores and gently places them in a dustpan beside her.

The little girl's clothes were full of patches and looked a little thin in the cold wind, but that couldn't stop her tenacity.

Fan Tuan'er walked over, stood beside the little girl, and whispered, "Is this Li Guanqi's home?"

Li Guanqi, Li Fangfang's elder brother, the mute in Chang Long's words.

Watching chess without speaking is a true gentleman.

With such a meaningful name, I think, if this family had not suffered a series of misfortunes, they must have been a scholarly family.

The little girl's dark eyes flickered and she nodded, "Do you have anything to do with my brother?"

"We are from the street office, and we are here to distribute food to you."

"Do we have one too?"

"Yes, because your brother is deaf-mute, the neighborhood office specially prepared one for you."

The little girl paused and pursed her lips hard, "Although my eldest brother is mute, he supports us with his strength, and he doesn't need your pity."

Fan Tuaner smiled gently, shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. This is not pity, it's given to you by the country."

The little girl was about the same age as Chang Long. Even if she was precocious, she couldn't tell the difference. After thinking for a moment, she stood up, rubbed the dust off her hands vigorously, and bowed to Fan Tuan'er, "Sister, thank you!"

Chang Wei carried food, fish, and a piece of pork that he had specially prepared, and followed Fan Tuan'er into the west wing.

There was only a dim light in the room. The walls were bare, with no other furniture except two simple beds and three stools.

A wooden board placed on top of the city wall bricks serves as both a dining table and Li Fangfang's desk.

Chang Wei had a good vision. He saw a tall stack of books on the single bed on the other side of the room.

There was a woman lying on the bed against the wall, and from the sound of her breathing one could tell that she was suffering from illness.

There was a thin young man beside the bed, rubbing and moving the woman's legs. He looked about the same age as Chang Wei.

Seeing them come in, the boy communicated with Li Fangfang for a while using sign language. He did not show any timidity or shame on his face. He poured hot water in a bowl and brought it over. He smiled at the two of them and went back to continue massaging the woman.

The woman lying on the bed heard the voices, asked the young man to help her up, tidied her messy hair with her hands, and expressed her gratitude to Fan Tuaner and Chang Wei while panting.

She spoke with difficulty, but still spoke softly and smiled gently.

Chang Wei couldn't bear to see such scenes.

He put the food next to the coal stove, nodded to the woman and the boy, walked out of the room and sighed deeply.

It’s not because of the poverty of this family.

Instead, he saw the tenacity and self-reliance of life in this family.

Looking up, I see a vast moon.

I will never give up.