It was already a week later when Bian Rui left Chi County.

Bian Rui also had a rough understanding of the progress of the case. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked by the viciousness of these people. In the end, the case was even alarmed by the city and sent experts to handle the case together because the things that broke out were so amazing.

Anyway, there is nothing to say about Bian Rui here. Apart from being a victim, there is no other thing to do. As for what Zheng Youliang said, Bian Rui had a gun, no one believed him. The police searched Bian Rui and searched around him, but they didn't even find any gun hair. Naturally, they thought Zheng Youliang was talking nonsense.

After leaving home these days, Bian Rui was home, the first thing he enjoyed was his wife's rolling eyes.

"You said you were going to go for three days, but why did Chi County be so good that you can charm your soul? Oh, it turned out that you met a female classmate and almost got rid of it." Yan Lan complained to Bian Rui, and while saying that, he reached out to take the suitcase in Bian Rui's hand.

Bian Rui said: "I just encountered a small situation. I didn't call me and talk about it."

Although Yan Lan was complaining, Bian Rui felt warm in his heart, thinking that this was the way a wife looked like. Although he was shady, this was the taste of living.

"You have the nerve to mention that you don't run around in the future. Also, you are not short of money. It's good to find a bodyguard or something, even if you look like a person." Yan Lan began to criticize her husband.

Bian Rui smiled, hugged his wife and kissed her first, then looked at the little heads in the room: "Oh, these little things miss me to death."

After saying that, Bian Rui walked over and began to hug his children one by one, and then looked at each person's little face for a while. The daughter was fine. She giggled when she was kissed, but her son disliked Bian Rui's beard and always pushed her around, and her little head twisted. Finally, Bian Rui slapped each of his sons' little butts, and then he became honest and accepted the little ravage from his father's beloved.

Looking at Bian Rui's appearance, Yan Lan stood aside and smiled knowingly. At this time, the woman felt a deep happiness in her heart, but when she thought of the danger that had just passed, Yan Lan immediately frowned again.

Yan Lan knew that Bian Rui didn't tell him this at the first time because he was afraid that he would worry. However, as a wife, he actually heard the incident of her husband in danger from others, which made Yan Lan very dissatisfied, so she decided to speak to her husband well in the evening.

Bian Rui played with his baby for a while, got up and started taking a shower, then changed into clean clothes, lay on the sofa and called the cattle farm, asking about the situation of the cattle farm during this period.

As soon as the phone was connected here, a car sound came from the door of the yard. The sound was quite loud, it seemed that it was not a car but a truck, at least a small five-ton truck.

Bian Rui looked outside curiously.

"From the 19th house, come out and your house's materials have arrived."

A shout came from outside.

Bian Rui didn't hear it for a while, so he had to talk about the cattle farm first. He briefly said it, and in just two or three minutes, Bian Rui didn't listen to what he said, so he hung up the phone and went out.

When I arrived at the door, I saw that it was a small truck. There were groups of iron racks on it, and the racks were also treated, not naked steel.

After taking a look at Bian Rui, I knew what these things were, greenhouses! But this greenhouse was much better than what I used before, and this thing should be built like a small house.

"Yan Lan, you can do it, you actually thought of something I didn't expect." Bian Rui said happily and went up to hold his hands.

Yan Lan was also helping at this time, unloading some small pieces from the car to the door.

"This is not my idea. This is the idea of ​​Grandpa and the others. Every family in the village has greenhouses with a height of about four points, and our family is the same," Yan Lan said with a smile.

After hearing this, Bian Rui joked, "Oh, Grandpa and the others are rich?"

"No, I heard that all the old ginseng stored in the village had been sold. Otherwise, there would be no money to build roads, and there would be no money to do this. Originally, the old man just snatched money and lived a life, but who knew that he would be able to spend money after he had money..."

The person who spoke was Bian Rui's cousin, who was in his early forties, but he was still a little untuned when speaking. However, he was also thick-skinned and was not afraid of him pounding. Over time, everyone got used to him running the train.

Bian Rui smiled and said, "That's great. At least you don't have to bend over when you enter the vegetable garden this year. By the way, is this just a shelf glass?"

"Glass is behind. I'll be here tomorrow. I'll correct it with you. It's not glass but light-transmitting board. This is a professional name. You kid is really rustic."

"You have the final say, I'm not a rusty day or two," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Everyone took off the things with all their might, and they leaned around the courtyard wall.

"Do you know how to install it?"

Before Bian Rui could speak, the driver took out a piece of paper from his seat and handed it to Bian Rui.

"have a look"

After saying that, the driver fired and signaled the person who followed him to get in the car. He was about to go back.

Bian Rui took it and took a look. He found that it was really simple to install, but at the beginning it was a bit difficult, and it took about three or five people to do it.

He folded the paper and put it in his pocket. Bian Rui was about to turn back to the yard, but he heard another horse clattering sound from the slope.

The sound of horses is not an ordinary car or the electric tricycle that is popular in the village now, but a motorcycle. Originally, Bian Rui thought it was Zhou Zheng who came, but Zhou Zheng's motorcycle was much more powerful than this one, and the sound of running was like a small tank. The displacement of this car was smaller than that of Zhou Zheng's car, almost the same as Bian Rui's large cruise.

Just as Bian Rui was thinking about this, a red golden wing drove up from the slope in a slight manner.

The car was slutty, and the rider was even more slutty. He was wearing a Thor version of the riding suit and wearing a full helmet on his head. For a moment, Bian Rui did not recognize who it was.

The person who came to Bian Rui stopped the car, took off his helmet and said to Bian Rui: "Oh, your shelf has arrived too?"

Only then did Bian Rui see clearly that the person coming was Brother Seventeen.

"I said, Brother Seventeen, when did you buy this thing?" Bian Rui asked.

Bian Shiqi said, "You are allowed to play, but I am not allowed to play? I am only one or two years older than you, so why can't I play motorcycles?"

"You can play, you can play!" Bian Rui smiled and said, "This person is never too late to play, especially motorcycles."

Bian Rui looked at Dajinyi. Compared with American cars like Bianrui, and the most popular Harley in China, the Japanese cars are very finely made, with fewer problems and low failure rate. But American cars are not good. If you are not lucky, some of them will be tidy. Fortunately, there are men in the United States who have their own skills to fiddle with cars, so minor problems are not a big deal for Americans. Of course, if they really start selling and don’t use tricks, the Japanese can abuse the Americans to fly, at least in terms of concentration, Americans are not as good as Japanese.

"Try it?"

"Forget it, I've tried it before." Bian Rui smiled and reached out to pat the seat of the car.

"The car is good." Yan Lan also heard the sound, hugged her daughter and looked out. She found that Brother Seventeen bought a big golden wing, so she walked around it.

"Try it?"

"Okay!" Yan Lan handed the child to Bian Rui, took the key to the car himself, got on the car.

After getting on the fire, Yan Lan rode out of Bian Rui and the others' sight. Bian Rui and Brother Seventeen entered the house and started chatting.

"If you don't set up the air tomorrow, help me set up the air first," said Bian Rui as he teased his daughter.

Bian Shiqi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm here to tell you about this."

"Then you only have your family's marriage first," said Bian Rui.

"Okay, I'll take care of my family tomorrow, and your family the day after tomorrow. By the way, this kid Mo Sheng, let him come and help you when the time comes," said Bian Shiqi.

Bian Rui smiled and said, "Can you not count on him?"

"What's the matter?"

"I've gone to make a movie and I can't come back until mid-month," said Bian Rui.

"Oh, I forgot about this. I've heard him yelling to go to make a movie. The boys and girls in the village are envious." Bian Shiqi laughed.

Bian Rui shook his head when he heard this. This apprentice is not good at all. He is big-mouthed and can't keep things going.

"Your car costs a lot, right?" Bian Rui asked.

Bian Shiqi said: "It's worth the money. I went with Hu Shuo and the others to play a few times and found that the people in the car circle are quite good. I made a few friends here, and the business here is easy and a lot of business is done."

Bian Rui smiled and said, "I said, be careful, playing with the bad things in the motorcycle circle can ruin your three views."

"I know, I'm not a teenager. I can't even think about speculation when talking about it. I know it in my heart," said Bian Shiqi.

Bian Rui just said casually, and when he saw that his cousin had a good idea, he stopped talking nonsense. The two brothers started talking nonsense.

"Hey, have you heard that? Mr. Fu wants to invite Uncle Sixteen to be a guest for his concert," said Bian Shiqi.

Mr. Fu is Fu Qingxu. As for the matter of inviteing Uncle Sixteen to be a guest, Bian Rui doesn't know. Even if he knows, he won't think there is anything strange, because Uncle Sixteen's piano skills are indeed good. Although he is at the level of Fu Qingxu, he is more than enough to be a warm-up venue.

"What's so strange about this? Uncle Sixteenth is good at his original level," said Bian Rui.

Waiting for the sound of motorcycles outside again, Bian Shiqi stood up and prepared to go home.

"I'm back, come early tomorrow morning, and we'll start work after breakfast," said Bian Shiqi.

Bian Rui nodded and said, "Don't leave tonight, just have something at home?"

"Forget it, I have to go back. I haven't been home for several days. My wife and children are so anxious. We are not the same as before. The whole family is not hungry when we eat alone." Bian Shiqi said and left the door.

Bian Rui put down his child and sent Brother Seventeen out.
Chapter completed!