Chapter 61 Activity Begins

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"Uncle, I'm coming."

Lan Yuming opened the door of the car, motioned Ye Bihuang to come up and said, "Where are you going?"

Ye Bihuang got into the car and said, "Uncle, send me home first. I want to eat."

" OK, where is your home?"

"The southern suburbs of the shantytown."

"Where is it?" Lan Yuming seemed to be psychologically prepared for a long time, but he was not surprised.

Lan Yuming slowly started the vehicle and drove very slowly. Ye Bihuang knew that he had something to say to himself.

Sitting in the car, Lan Muxi's delicate body naturally exuded a light and elegant fragrance like a chrysanthemum, which floated into the nose, lasting but not rich, which made Ye Bihuang feel relaxed and happy, and couldn't help taking a few deep sips.

Although Lan Yuming drove very smoothly, it was inevitable that there were some potholes on the road in Ye Bihuang's home. The distance between Ye Bihuang and Lan Muxi was not far away. As soon as the car was bumpy, the two's little arm would make a slight contact.

Although she was only passive, touching her a few times like a dragonfly, he clearly felt the smoothness and delicateness of her skin, like a pool of autumn water, and he couldn't help but stir up a wave in his heart.

I secretly glanced at Lan Muxi and saw that the girl's little face was also slightly flushed. I don't know whether it was because of the hot weather or shyness.

"Ye Bihuang, how is your father now?" Lan Yuming suddenly broke the silence in the car. While looking ahead and driving attentively, he asked Ye Bihuang.

"Uncle Blue, do you know my father?" Ye Bihuang did not answer his question directly, but asked back.

"It's a one-sided knowledge!" Lan Yuming said vaguely.

"You must know that he is definitely not doing well now..." Ye Bihuang sighed gently. His father Ye Junfeng is now working hard in the factory every day. Can he live a good life?

Lan Yuming also sighed, "Yes, I'm sorry about him, but do you believe that your father is that kind of person?"

Ye Bihuang paused and said word by word, "Never believe it! He was wronged!"

"This is just your feeling. If you want to reverse the case, what you need most is evidence!" Lan Yuming said solemnly.

"Is Uncle Lan a policeman?" Ye Bihuang has long been curious about Lan Yuming's identity. Today, when he heard his tone, it really looks like it!

"Yes, an old policeman!" Lan Yuming said with a faint smile. He didn't want to hide his identity in front of Ye Bihuang, because his daughter was at the same table with Ye Bihuang, which would be exposed sooner or later, but Lan Yuming was still a little vague. He only said that he was an old policeman and did not say his real official position.

"Did you handle my father's case?" Ye Bihuang asked again.

"Of course not. His case was handled by the economic investigation team." Lan Yuming said, "If it were me, we can't talk together now. We should avoid it."

"Oh, do you believe that my father was wronged?" Ye Bihuang continued to ask.

"Evidence, what is needed is evidence!" Lan Yuming's eyes flashed. Obviously, he also lacked evidence. He needed evidence.

"My family has been in decline since my grandfather passed away. After my father was not the director of the factory, my family has been completely ruined. I'm not worried about this. What I'm worried about is whether someone will be unfavorable to him?" Ye Bihuang was worried. He suddenly remembered the plane crash. At this moment, he is clearly a little adult, only twelve years old, but it gives people a feeling of adult, so that Lan Yuming has to talk to him in the tone of his peers.

"You can rest assured about this! When Ye Junfeng stepped down, the people behind the scenes should no longer bother you. After all, it's not good for them. Lan Yuming said solemnly.

"As long as my family is not in danger." Ye Bihuang was finally relieved. His eyes looked through the front window of the car and looked at the road ahead. Now he was about to the suburbs, and the road became bumpy, just like the road of his father and his life. Who knows the abacus in Ye Bihuang's heart? He had a lot of dreams in his last life, but one of them was to find out who framed his father! He must catch this man with thousands of knives!

But what does Lan Yuming mean? As long as there is evidence, will he lend a helping hand? The case of father's corruption has been nailed to the board. Is there any possibility of reversal in the future?

Lan Muxi listened to the conversation between her father and Ye Bihuang and couldn't understand a lot of words. She only knew that Ye Bihuang's father had committed a crime. As for how to offend and what crime she had committed, she didn't understand, and she was embarrassed to ask Ye Bihuang for fear of touching the hidden pain in his heart.

The carriage was calm again, and no one spoke. After a while, Lan Yuming drove the Santana car to the shantytown where Ye Bihuang lived.

"Thank you, Uncle Lan." Ye Bihuang got out of the car, took out a large bundle of books from the trunk, turned around and waved to Lan Muxi again, smiling and said, "Goodbye, deskmate."

"Goodbye!" Lan Muxi waved his white and tender hands in the car and gradually faded away with the start of the car.

Ye Bihuang returned home and had a quick meal. He still had training in the evening.

After a while, Ye Bihuang finished his meal. After saying hello to his parents, he ran to Liu Ye's place. After receiving hard training again, he slowly walked home. Today, he did not meet Liu Yiyan, nor did he go home with Xia Na. There was some loss in his heart.

But he has limited time, so he can't always waste it on fun. Ye Bihuang clenched his fist. He shouldered the future of his family and the future of the people he liked.

As usual, after finishing homework and going to bed, sleeping is to replenish the energy of the computer in the brain, which is sloppy.

Because the computer in my mind is Ye Bihuang's support for mastering the future.

It is said that time is like the water in your hand. If it falls and flows away, it will never come back.

Ye Bihuang squatted by the Twin River, gently picked up a ball of water with his hand, and then watched the water in his hand slowly fall.

On the weekend, Ye Bihuang still has a lot of things to do. For example, he wants to read all the classics in his mind. He wants to go to Liu Yiyan's house to train his body. He has to finish the heavy homework assigned by the teacher. He also agreed with Lee Kuan Yew to participate in the activities held by The Legend of Sword and Fairy 2 Love Edition this time.

Ye Bihuang stood up and walked slowly home. Now he is very conscious that he doesn't need his parents to supervise him at all. He picks up the book and sits at the desk to study. In fact, he is reading the books in his mind.

Occasionally, in his spare time, he will also test the ability of the divine eye and the divine ear. It seems that nothing has changed. The divine eye can see the traces of leaves thousands of miles away, and the divine ear can even hear the secret conversation between husband and wife a few streets away.

But at present, for Ye Bihuang, the only thing that can be used is actually the divine eye.

Because once the skill is turned on, the energy begins to be consumed, and the consequences of excessive consumption are very serious, Ye Bihuang has to pay attention to it.

So the divine ear can hardly be used, only the divine eye can be used in fights.

Just as Ye Bihuang was meditating, the door rang. Ye Bihuang got up and opened the door. It was Lee Kuan Yew.

"Hey, what are you doing at home? Go out with me."

"Oh." As soon as Ye Bihuang saw Lee Kuan Ye, he knew that he had come to the computer room. He picked up his clothes from the stool and put them on his body, and went out directly with him.

"Bihuang, have you eaten yet?"

Lee Kuan Yew pushed his bicycle and walked on the left side of Ye Bihuang.

"Yes, I've eaten it." Ye Bihuang waved to Lee Kuan Yew and said, "Wait for me to pick up the car."

"No, you can just take my bike." Lee Kuan Yew said. Ye Bihuang thought that he had never ridden his own bicycle since he was reborn. The bicycle might have been funny for a long time. If it had to be repaired for a while, it would be better to take Lee Kuan Yew's bicycle, so he immediately answered, "Okay."