The car stopped, and Ma Boqian, who was standing by the roadside, reached out and opened the door, and got into the car directly.

Ha ha ha ha!

When Sang Bo saw him, he laughed: "You are not bad, you can actually remember my phone number."

The phone number here naturally does not refer to Sang Bo's home, but to Sang Bo's eldest brother. The eldest brother is not used, and he holds it in Bi Kaicheng's hands all year round. He himself doesn't remember the number, but he didn't expect Ma Boqian to remember it.

Ma Boqian fumbled in the back seat for a while, and sure enough, he touched his wallet in the crack, took the wallet and prepared to get off the car.

"What are you doing?" Sang Bo asked curiously.

Ma Boqian said: "Go back the money. I didn't have money when I called just now. The kind-hearted girl agreed to call me on credit. Now that I have money, I can't give me money."

After saying that, Ma Boqian got out of the car and took a trot across the road to the door of a small shop. There were words for public phones written outside the shop. It was obvious that in addition to selling some small groceries, the shop also also engaged in telephone business.

At this time, it is very common for small grocery shops on the street. One phone also brings a meter, so the owner makes money and makes it convenient for others.

Not only did Ma Boqian give the phone money, but he also brought a lot of things back. He was carrying a whole handful of pieces back to the car. He first gave some to the bodyguards behind him, and then returned to Sangbai's car with the rest.

"Xiao Jia, eat this." Ma Boqian picked a beef pellet and gave it to Sang Jia.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma." Sang Jia took the beef pellet, peeled one and put it in his mouth and started eating.

"your".

Sang Bai answered it and asked with a smile, "What if you don't remember my phone number? You have to go back all the way?"

Ma Boqian said: "I'm stupid. I won't go to the museum to borrow some money to go back?"

"Old Qin is probably worried now and there is no interest in paying attention to you," Sang Bai said with a smile.

The car started again.

"Where is this going?" Ma Boqian asked.

"Go to the community to sleep!" Sang Bai said.

Ma Boqian asked, "I won't go back?"

Sang Bai said: "It's already what time it is, where can I go back? It's not even midnight when I get home. How can I drive so easily in the night for a few hours?"

The traffic situation was really not very good at this time. There were so many trucks and buses on the road. The key was that there were no street lights on many sections of the road, and the black bones were thundering. Sang Bai really didn't want to use his little crown to go to these guys. Everyone understands the iron sheet of Japanese cars. This is not comparable to American cars. At this time, the Cadillac was a small tank.

The old saying goes, we can't afford to mess with each other, so we decided to continue to go back to the small spot in Yecheng to have a nap and wait until the next day before leaving home.

When he returned to the community room, Ma Boqian looked inside and out and said to Sang Bai: "You are a cunning rabbit, and you have also built a nest in Yecheng, but fortunately there is no golden house to hide the beauty."

Sangbai was setting the table at this time, and the supper bought by the bodyguard from the small restaurant next to it was set on the table by Sangbai.

"Thank you!" Ma Boqian took the chopsticks handed over by Sang Bai, said thank you and sat next to the table.

Sang Jia took the chopsticks and said, "Thank you dad!"

The three of them were about to have dinner when they suddenly heard someone knocking at the door.

Sang Bai wanted to stand up, but Sang Jia took the lead. The little guy raised his hand: "I'll get it!"

Sang Jia ran to the door and opened it, and found a woman standing at the door with a pot.

The woman saw Sang Jia and asked with a smile: "Are you Sang Xu or Sang Yu, or Sang Jia?"

"I am Sang Jia. Who are you, aunt?" Sang Jia asked curiously.

Sang Bai turned his head and saw that Qiu Wentao's wife was coming, so he stood up and asked, "How did you know I'm here?"

Qiu Wentao's wife said: "I saw the lights in this room light up, and I knew you were here. I have cooked some food for you, I hope you don't dislike it."

"Where are you talking about this, come in." Sangbai greeted the woman in.

"I'll tell you this is..."

The woman said, "I have seen Mr. Ma teach in Liushuzhuang."

Ma Boqian also stood up at this time. He didn't remember who the woman was, and asked curiously: "Are you?"

"I am Qiu Wentao's lover. I have been to the village with Wentao before, and I have been drinking with you..."

"Oh, it's you. It's been a long time since I saw you. Is your family still okay?" Ma Boqian asked politely.

Cough! Cough!

Sang Bai couldn't help but cough twice. Her husband was in jail and you asked her if she was doing well at home, and the emotional intelligence of the principal was not very good.

The woman opened her mouth and said, "My lover is serving his sentence, thanks to Teacher Sang's care..."

When the woman talked about this, her expression was very open and she would not hide it as much as before.

Sang Bai asked, "Wentao is doing well during this period?"

The woman smiled and said, "Fortunately, I went to check it out two days ago and found that he started reading newspapers and studying again. Thank you for your concern. Oh, it's getting late, I'll go back first."

The woman said as she put the middle part of her hand on the table, then made a few words with Sang Boke and left.

Ma Boqian asked, "What's going on?"

Sang Bai briefly said the matter, and Ma Boqian sighed: "I really didn't expect that Qiu Wentao was a bit elegant and spoke slowly and organizedly. At that time, I thought this person was quite suitable for being an official, but I didn't expect that this happened."

Sangbai said: "It is normal for life to have some ups and downs."

Anyway, Sang Bai saw that Ma Boqian sighed about Qiu Wentao's experience, but what he didn't know was that as long as Qiu Wentao did not make any major mistakes in the future and followed the leader in front of him, he would definitely have a bright future.

"Come on, see what I sent here."

Sanbai opened the lid of the pot and found that the pot was stewed with a pot of pork ribs and stewed with chestnuts. When he opened the lid of the pot, the aroma came to his nose.

"Wow! It smells so good," said Ma Boqian.

Sang Bai said: "I didn't expect that women who used to know nothing can now stew such a fragrant pot of ribs. Xiao Jia, go and get a plate."

After hearing this, Sang Jia ran to the kitchen and touched a plate. Sang Bai tweeted a plate, leaving most of the pot, and asked Sang Jia to send it to the bodyguards and Bi Kaicheng in the room next to him.

Waiting for Sang Jia to come back, the two adults and children had dinner together and started chatting while eating.

"Sang Jia, how did you know that those paintings are fake?" Ma Boqian suddenly remembered this question.

Sang Jia was gnawing the ribs at this time, tearing the ribs with one hand and holding the chopsticks with the other hand. When he heard Ma Boqian ask him this question, he opened his mouth and said, "The teacher told me that our family also has Wang Jian's works. I can tell that they are fake. What's so strange about this?"

Sang Jia knew that one was because Sang Bai had a lot of paintings, and the other was that Huang Daoran would bring Sang Jia with him every time he came to Sang Bai's house to read the paintings. The old man sometimes copied them, and he would also mutter to Sang Jia while copying them. Over time, the child would naturally know about this.

It is quite rare for people who learn painting to be exposed to good works. For example, Sang Jia, who has been exposed to so many works of senior masters since childhood, and there is also a master's teacher who explains the analysis. That is definitely more knowledgeable than ordinary children and has broad knowledge.

Ma Boqian said: "No wonder!"

The three of them chatted and ate. After half an hour, they finished their meal and took a walk in the community downstairs.

I have to say that this community is well built. At this time, the communities are all buildings, and there is no saying that greening is made. Many communities have to be covered with cement floors even between two buildings. In this way, it is convenient to build a carport and a small house. But this community is different. With the idea of ​​greening, although it is not like a small park, you can see small bamboo forests from time to time, and three or five osmanthus trees are also happy.

After about an hour of walking, I went back to the house to sleep. The next morning, at around 7 o'clock, Sangbai and others got up and prepared to leave the community and go back to Liushu Village.

Before leaving, Sang Bai took his son to send the pot to Qiu Wentao's wife.

When she arrived at the house where she lived, the man was about to go to work. When he saw Mr. Sang Bo coming, he immediately greeted them enthusiastically. However, Mr. Sang Bo refused to leave immediately, so after returning the basin, the man and he went downstairs and got into the car and returned to Liushu Village.

Before leaving the city, I was about to board the bridge. Bi Kaicheng called and everyone turned around again. Something happened to the construction site in Yecheng. It was not that it hurt people or something, but that an ancient tomb was dug up on the construction site.

When Sang Bai and others arrived at the construction site, they found that the people from Yecheng Museum had arrived. The one who led the team was still Qin Weiguang.

"Why can you meet you anywhere? Why didn't you arrest you?"

At this time, Sang Bai's anger had already disappeared a lot. When he saw Qin Weiguang, the first sentence was actually just a joke.

Qin Weiguang said: "I'm also surprised. What are you doing here?"

Qin Weiguang was much more surprised when he saw Sangbai than when he saw Qin Weiguang.

"This is our Mr. Sang. This building is the asset under the name of their Yundu Management Company." The person in charge of the construction party following Sang Bai said.

Don’t underestimate this person in charge, he is a real cadre at the level of a department.

ah!

Qin Weiguang glanced at Sang Bai, and seemed a little unbelievable.

"Your comrades from the Cultural Relics Bureau work more quickly, and we are here to seize the construction period."

Qin Weiguang said: "Is this kind of thing faster? Many things are soaked in the mud, and even if they are done, it will take a few months."

"It will take so long?" Sangbai asked.

Qin Weiguang said: "This is a cultural relic. Do you think it is a vegetable market to buy vegetables? Moreover, there are many particularly fragile things in this tomb, which are much more difficult to clean than ordinary ancient tombs."

"Then it's as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!