Qi Heping is doomed, but there are not many cynics around.
This is not because Qi Heping is popular, and people around him are thinking of his past little favors.
On the contrary, because of the particularity of the era, the people around him can be said to despise Qi Heping extremely.
As a child, he is sorry for his family, his daughter-in-law and his children.
In general, his family and country feelings were not strong enough. In the past, they were proper spies.
It is for Aunt Qi's sake that they keep their mouth shut.
She is always warm and cheerful. She is willing to help anyone who has a problem.
In the crowd, I don't know which aunt she is, so she pooped with indignation:
"What kind of deputy factory director? Don't leave your diligent daughter-in-law at home, but go outside to find the coquettish fox spirit. You deserve to live like this!"
The crowd was bustling with people, most of them were scolding Qi Heping for not being a man, and a few of them were sighing that Qi Heping spared no pains to be a man. With such a good daughter-in-law, he still didn't know how to cherish it, which was not...... A disgrace.
At that moment, a road was pushed out of the crowd.
Zhao Kang came out panting, "Where is Qi Heping?"
The crowd pointed in all directions.
Zhao Kang looked at Qi Heping lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, and at the young man who was still angry and flushed, he suddenly understood everything.
He suppressed the sigh in his heart, stiffened his face and waved his hand, "Take away Qi Heping and any progress!"
Originally stood outside the crowd, looking at the bustling He Qianjin was stunned.
"Director, what does this matter to me?"
Zhao Kang looked ugly, "Jiang Xia left her son and ran away. After investigation, you and Qi Heping have frequent private contacts, so you have to ask questions, but you can rest assured, just ask questions."
Is it really just a question?
He Qianjin's words came to his mouth and wanted to say them, but he swallowed them after all.
His heart was filled with regret.
If Han Zhiming and Deng Xiaoya hadn't upset the former Deputy Director, how could he have thought of taking the path of Qi Heping, the Deputy Director?
Han Zhiming is the deputy director of the commune. Even if he has a grudge, he can only remember it from the bottom of his heart.
But Deng Xiaoya is not sure.
He Qianjin glances at Deng Xiaoya in a sad way and prepares to clean her up when she comes back.
Since he was involved with Deng Xiaoya, everything has been going wrong for him.
Damn it!
He Qianjin and Qi Heping were taken away.
Zhao Kang, however, is still sweating all over his head. He has a dark face, like a black door god. Just standing there can make children cry.
He waved, "OK, let's go back. Is it not chaotic enough? By the way, Su Qingfeng, come here too. Your boy is quick to respond. Help us find someone together."
The first sentence was expected by everyone, but the second half of the sentence was somewhat thought-provoking
How can Su Qingfeng, a cook, compare with the police and help them find people?
However, Zhao Kang didn't take other people's ideas into consideration. He took Su Qingfeng in his hand and said something to Uncle Sun, so he left in a hurry.
Su Qingfeng understood Zhao Kang on his way.
Because of Jiang Xia's escape, the town has closed the railway station and other external routes.
In addition, the only places that can leave here are the vast mountains.
In the vast mountains, the mountain where the radio station was buried is obviously more likely to be the way for Jiang Xia to escape.
Zhao Kang drove a small jeep to secretly send Su Qingfeng out of the village, and then took him quietly to the home of the captain and the village secretary to explain the story.
Hearing this, they were all related to the spies. The captain and the village branch secretary mentioned it with high morale. If they were not afraid of scaring the enemy, they would have liked to beat the gong and drum and shout all the men in the village.
However, now is not the time to gossip. After setting the general direction, Su Qingfeng could not put it down in his heart. He was ready to go home first and take a look at it from a distance.
Who would have expected that the panel, which has been quiet for a long time, was suddenly updated.
[Track down Jiang Xia personally and reward the system space module once.]
Su Qingfeng closed the panel after just looking at it at this critical moment.
You are a state banquet chef system, and you are just fooling around.
He touched the fence of the old Su family and saw Su Siwei, a night owl, sneaking around.
As Su Qingfeng was about to approach, Su Siwei turned around sharply, with a bamboo strip still unfinished in his hand.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Su Siwei saw the face of the visitor clearly.
When he saw that it was his son coming back, he immediately put down his heart that was hanging in the middle of the night.
With a smile on his face.
But he still punched Su Qingfeng on the surface, "I didn't say a word when I came back. Your mother and milk have been worried for so long."
"Are you worried?"
Su Siwei raised his eyebrows. "We elders are destined to do great things, except that our son won't stay at home for a day. What can we say?"
"Children have to grow up. They are all small and heartless. Anyway, I will save some money with your mother and live a decent life when I get old."
Su Qingfeng can hardly laugh or cry.
Old children, old children.
It's not old yet, just like a child.
Su Qingfeng looked at his sentimental father and his slightly red eyes, but he didn't pierce them. Instead, he simply said something about Jiang Xia.
Su Siwei was distracted. When he heard that it was such a big thing, he immediately became energetic, "You want to go up the mountain? It's still snowing at night. You are the only one? I know my way, and I will take you."
Su Qingfeng hesitated, "Dad, I'll go..."
"What are you doing? Don't be arrogant. I tell you, your father is your father after all..."
With the sound of broken words, Su Siwei picked up a bow, took up an arrow bag and walked up the mountain.
Su Qingfeng looked at his father walking in front of him and stepped on the snow step by step, leaving a footprint. He didn't forget to turn around and tell Su Qingfeng to walk along his footprint pit.
The footprints of the two people, one deep and one shallow, came to the depths of the mountain forest.
snowy night.
In the northeast mountain area, deep in the dense forest, there is a breath of cedar, which is cool and natural, and makes people feel a thrill all over.
Su Siwei lowered his head and carefully searched around.
You can't be careless.
The other side is a spy.
I don't know. I will take the wooden warehouse in my hand. When the time comes, it will be self-evident whether it is wooden warehouse fast or bow and arrow fast.
Su Siwei had been checking for a long time, and his nervous nose and forehead were sweating. He only felt that there were many wild things hidden in the dark forest.
At the thought of the village's rumours about the big cat on the mountain, Su Siwei's head was taut and did not dare to relax.
Suddenly, he heard a noise.
As far as I could see, there was the light of a torch in the distance.
Su Siwei just wanted to relax and left here, but Su Qingfeng pulled his sleeve.
He turned his head and saw Su Qingfeng's serious face.
I wonder if it is Su Qingfeng's illusion that there is a faint smell in the air.
It's like... the smell of the bottle of shrimp paste in his house.