Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 57: Past Events
After dinner, Jiang You took a short walk and sent Tang Butian to the gate of the community before going back.
The evening air was a little humid.
The wind is gentle.
Along the way, fried chicken, grilled squid, steamed cakes...
It lingers continuously at the tip of the nose.
Walking into the yard, Jiang Mo was standing beside the camphor tree with his back to him, holding his little unicorn in his hand. The camphor tree was much taller than him.
Jiang You closed the door to the yard.
The smells, the noises, were all shut out.
The pond has a gurgling sound.
Some tiny spots of light floated on the leaves of the camphor trees, the veins lit up for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.
Jiang Mo stamped his feet and stretched out his hand...
"Stop!" Jiang You called out to him.
Jiang Mo's hand stiffened for a moment, then dropped, and he turned around.
The red spot deep in the eyes flickered.
"Meow!"
The crow under the pomegranate tree suddenly cried out, and the hair on its back stood up. After a few seconds, it turned around on the spot and moved under the swing.
The body tried hard to curl up into a ball.
Jiang You walked to Jiang Mo and squatted down.
“It’s still a young sapling.”
Jiang Mo turned his head away.
"It just grows here and it won't run away."
"Minced ginger, light soy sauce, chopped green onion, spider..." Jiang You reached out to touch Jiang Mo's head, but Jiang Mo stepped to the side to avoid him.
"Did I force you to draw..."
"If it's not painting, then what is it? Talking. What did we agree on during the Chinese New Year? I asked you to say ten words every day. How many days did you say it? So far, you have enough words to write a 300-word essay, right?"
Jiang Mo still didn't look at him.
Jiang You sighed, he reached out and picked up Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo struggled for a while but failed to break free. He bumped his head against Jiang You's shoulders a few times and then gradually calmed down.
Jiang You looked around, walked over to the swing and sat down.
Zhaocai buried his head in his front paws.
Jiang You stepped on the ground and the swing began to swing.
Many tender leaves grow on the branches of the pomegranate tree.
Sometimes it is near, sometimes it is far away.
Jiang You looked at the flowers and plants swaying in the wind in the flowerbed, "Our home is so beautiful. When I first came here, there were only a few parasols, tables, chairs, and two rockery. They were all thrown away, leaving only a few broken grasses."
The hand around Jiang Mo loosened a little.
Jiang Mo turned around in his arms.
"tired."
"Are you tired of playing games or watching short videos?"
"you."
Jiang You was startled for a moment, then his expression softened. "I didn't bring you along for what happened at the resort. I didn't want Jinghu to find out that it was you who killed or severely injured Mingshen..."
Jiang Mo twisted a little.
Jiang You explained seriously: "I know you won't hold back, so I'm a little curious, just curious, and I also mind a little, a little bit." He smiled, "When I get that yard, I'll catch a few friends for you and throw them in there to play with you. How about that? This way you'll be impressive when you go out in the future, riding a little unicorn, with someone serving tea on the left and a fan on the right, and they can also play games with you, and you can form a team yourself..."
Zhaocai raised his head.
It stood up and walked out from under the swing quietly . It looked back, then walked along the flower bed and around to the front of the store. It jumped up, jumped over the steps, and rushed into the store.
"Would you like some milk?" Jiang You asked.
Jiang Mo nodded.
Jiang You hugged him and stood up, "Drink the milk, let's watch TV together, Yang Xuan's show, after watching it, I 'll play games with you..."
Jiang Mo blinked.
Jiang You's voice stopped, and he looked forward following Jiang Mo's gaze.
Everything is as usual.
Outside the wall.
The intersection of Wenfeng Road and Wenxin Road.
A woman with short hair and a serious face stood behind a thin man.
Their figures were a little blurry.
It seems to exist, and yet it seems not to exist.
Jiang You walked into the store holding the minced ginger. "Neither of them looks good. If you use them as fertilizer, the flowers that grow out won't look good."
Jiang Mo withdrew his gaze.
Back to the store.
The shop door is closed.
A few minutes later, a cup of steaming milk appeared on the long table.
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"The current head of the Special Operations Department is Tang Butian, and she has six people under her. At the beginning, there was only one, Sun Yu, who was an ordinary criminal policeman. Jiang You, he lives here, and the man who committed suicide in Liu Yong's case was his tenant, so he was noticed by Tang Butian and invited to join the Special Operations Department. Guan Nuo, the son of Guan Qingtong and Sang Xu. The other three, Su Wangshu, Wu Yulan and Zhu Wen, are old subordinates of Zhuang Zekun."
"Only seven people?"
"There may be people on the mountain. And Zhuang Zekun," Sun Xiu turned around and looked at Shu Xing, "The task given to me by Master Hu is to kill Zhuang Zekun at all costs."
"Where is he now?"
"I don't know. I only know that he returned to Tangjiang."
"You have always been in charge of Tangjiang City." Shu Xing's tone was a little aggressive.
Sun Xiu looked at Shu Xing without saying anything.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, I..."
"You are Mr. Hu's direct descendants, and you have always looked down on us."
"Is there anything special about Jiang You?" Shu Xing changed the subject.
"Luo Chengyuan died nearby. He was at the scene when Xueshan Lake Resort exploded."
Shu Xing's expression became even more gloomy and serious.
"How much do you know about what happened seventeen years ago?"
Shu Xing shook his head.
Sun Xiu felt his right little finger being pulled. He glanced at his hand and saw a transparent spider silk circle on his little finger.
His eyes became dim in an instant.
He quickly hid his emotions.
"In the second year after the establishment of the Special Operations Department, Master Hu discovered that the mountain had begun to cooperate with the government. Master Hu gave me the task of infiltrating Tangjiang and finding out the details of the cooperation. It took me more than three years to gradually approach the goal. When I was about to succeed, Huang Hu wanted to take credit..."
Sun Xiu glanced at Shu Xing and said, "Sang Xu discovered something was wrong and tracked us down. I had no choice but to kill Sang Xu, but the Jinghu Society was still exposed."
"Zhuang Zekun started to counterattack. In the next three years, our people in Tangjiang City, both in the political and business circles, were pulled out one by one. In the end, it was Master Hu who asked that person to take action, and only then did Zhuang Zekun force the disbandment of the Special Operations Department. However, the cooperation between the mountain and the government did not stop. It became more secretive and more difficult to infiltrate."
"I tried every possible way. But that person made a request that he must get their latest results. Huang Hu volunteered to come to Tang Jiang. I argued with him. In the end, Mr. Hu said that whoever can take down Tang Jiang between me and Huang Hu can take over his position."
"Mr. Hu regards you as his own people. No matter how big the mistakes you make, they can be forgiven and you can make amends."
"Are you resenting Mr. Hu?" Shu Xing raised his voice slightly.
"I am just stating the facts."
In the insect house, Jiang You held Zhao Cai and sat on Jiang Mo's bed. On the TV screen, Yang Xuan walked onto the stage. Jiang Mo looked at the cat hairs that fell from Zhao Cai on the bed sheet. He turned his head and looked out the window.
