Rebirth of the Flying Era

But this time, Lao Yang reacted very quickly and said with a smile: "Um... Leader Du, you are really clever!"

"Okay, let's be serious." Du Fei snorted, the first time he heard such a stiff tone of flattery.

Lao Yang scratched his head and said with a dry smile: "Actually, it's just... I'm a bit shady when it comes to money."

Du Fei had guessed it just now.

Lao Yang's wife was seriously ill before, and she may have emptied his family fortune.

Judging from what he said, he didn't have the diaries in his hands right now, otherwise he could have just taken them over and wouldn't have wasted his time.

Now let him get those diaries. If he doesn't want to steal or rob them, he can only spend money to buy them.

Du Fei himself was not short of money, so instead of letting Lao Yang be in trouble because of money, it would be better to help him solve the problem first to avoid further complications.

Du Fei asked calmly: "How many are needed?"

Lao Yang frowned and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Five...fifty? No need...thirty, thirty is enough."

Du Fei didn't talk nonsense to him. He put his hand directly into his trouser pocket and took out five unity cards from his pocket.

Lao Yang rubbed his nose and said with a dry smile: "Leader Du, thirty should be enough."

Du Fei said: "If it's too much, it's your service, but if the matter isn't done by then, don't say I didn't give you enough money."

Lao Yang hurriedly said he didn't dare, took the money with both hands, and carefully put it into his inner pocket.

Du Fei asked again: "How long will it take?"

Lao Yang muttered: "Two days! I will deliver the things to you the night after tomorrow at the latest."

Du Fei nodded, this old Yang is quite reliable.

After Lao Yang left, Du Fei returned to the office by himself, wondering what the contents of Nohara Hiroshi's other diaries would be.

However, Du Fei was not too optimistic, thinking that with these diaries, he could find the treasure of the old devil Chengtian.

Japanese is not a sacred language. It is not difficult to find someone who can speak Japanese in this day and age.

If there really were decisive clues in those diaries, the so-called treasure would not have been preserved until now.

As for why he still gave Lao Yang money to buy those diaries.

At first, Du Fei felt that although there would be no decisive clues in those diaries, there must be some information hidden in them that he didn't know before.

Secondly, it also gives Lao Yang a reassurance, allowing him to take the money to do things, so that he will no longer have random thoughts.

At the same time, Lao Yang was riding his bicycle home.

His house is not too far from Lei Laoliu's house, just separated by two alleys, and is a large courtyard with three entrances.

Because there are relatively few residents, the yard is quite tidy.

Lao Yang and his family live in the west wing of the central courtyard.

His family had a large population and occupied two of the three west wing rooms plus a wing room.

When Lao Yang returned home, as soon as he parked his bicycle, he saw a pale middle-aged woman coming out of the house.

The woman was average-looking, but she had an air of elegance, as if she had been educated.

Lao Yang immediately went up and complained: "Ruizhu, why did you come out! Go back quickly~"

The woman forced a smile and said, "I heard the sound of your bicycle in the house, so I came out to take a look."

Lao Yang frowned and said, "If there's anything good to see, go home quickly!"

As the woman walked into the house, she said, "The doctor has said that I can go out for a walk."

While talking, the two entered the house.

It was obvious that the conditions of Lao Yang's family were not as good as Lei Laoliu's. The furniture and furnishings were very old, and because Lao Yang's wife was ill, the house was a bit messy, and there was a pungent smell of medicine.

Lao Yang took it for granted, poured himself a glass of water, drank it, and asked: "Where is Zhicheng?"

Lao Yang's wife said: "Lao Zhang came just now and said he had a job. He set up some chairs and let Zhicheng go. By the way, how are you doing there? What did Leader Du say?"

Lao Yang finally had a smile on his face: "Ruizhu, I really made you guess! Leader Du was really interested when he heard about the diary and the treasure, and even gave me fifty yuan and asked me to put those few Bring me this diary."

When Old Yang's wife heard this, she also smiled: "Fifty yuan! That's a lot!"

Lao Yang took out the money directly and said like a treasure: "Look!"

Old Yang's wife took out three from it: "For the remaining twenty, you can give it to the Fan family's siblings and buy the diary."

Lao Yang nodded, but hesitated and said: "How about... give me five more yuan~ It's not easy for the Fan family siblings to support two children."

Ruizhu smiled: "Then go and get another five yuan. It's really not easy for the Fan family brothers and sisters."

Lao Yang smiled with mixed emotions. With their family's current situation, he would also feel bad for spending an extra five yuan.

But if I don't take it, I feel guilty and feel sorry for others.

Fan Ming was brought out of his hometown by him since he was a child, and he followed him from the age of fifteen until he was twenty-five.

Although they parted ways later, the original friendship still existed. When Fan Ming was alive, he did not miss visiting during the holidays.

Ruizhu knew her man's mood and sighed: "Don't blame yourself. It was him who was fascinated by the treasure at first. It's not that you didn't look for him later, it was because he felt that he couldn't get rid of it... This is all fate!"

Lao Yang remained silent.

Ruizhu continued: "Now that I've found it right this time, from now on we will follow him wholeheartedly."

Lao Yang sighed: "Oh~~ Let Lao Liu know later, what do you think I should say?"

Ruizhu also fell silent.

Lao Yang added: "All my life, I have always wanted to compete with Lao Liu, but now... When our family is in the most difficult time, we have to point to Lao Liu to help."

Ruizhu suddenly smiled, stretched out her still slender fingers, and tapped Lao Yang's head.

It can be seen that she has never done heavy work in her life, otherwise her hands would not remain like this at this age.

Ruizhu smiled and said: "You are serious too! There is nothing to compare with this. How can Lao Liu be better than you?"

Lao Yang was stunned and looked at his wife in surprise.

He knew that he was not very bright, but this wife came from a scholarly family and was extremely smart.

If it hadn't been for the war, I wouldn't have married him.

So when anything happens in their family, Ruizhu basically makes the decision, and he goes out and parrots it.

But now, he couldn't agree with his wife.

Ruizhu said: "What? Still can't figure it out?"

Lao Yang nodded.

Ruizhu smiled slyly: "Silly, you have three sons, Lao Liu is the only son, and their Er Nier will meet Zhicheng sooner or later. What do you think he can compare with you?"

Lao Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that this was such a competition, and Lei Lao Liu couldn't beat him.

But when it comes to his son, he is happy, but the pressure is also real.

Yang Dazhicheng was looking forward to marrying his daughter-in-law next year, while the second and third oldest children were standing behind her, shoulder to shoulder.

A house, a job, a wife, nothing to worry about.