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Chapter 203 Dusty Memories

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    After spending an hour or two, Zhao Fan finally cleaned the house and looked at the black and white portrait on the table. It was of a woman in her fifties. Although there were many wrinkles on her face, she could still vaguely identify her.  She was also a very beautiful woman when she was young.

    There is a red box next to the portrait. It is more than 20 centimeters square and is engraved with exquisite patterns. It looks very old. This was Zhao Fan's most precious thing during his lifetime, but Zhao Fan has never seen what is inside.  What, the only thing left after my death is this thing, and there is no key.

    I still remember that when my mother was dying, she was still holding this box tightly while lying on the bed, and told Zhao Fan in one breath: "Son, my mother didn't intend to leave this box to you, but I'm worried that you will someday  You've gotten yourself into big trouble, remember, if you live a life of food and clothing and peace, don't open it."

    "If one day your life is threatened and disaster strikes, just open it. It can save your life."

    ¡°Mom¡¯s biggest regret in this life is that I can¡¯t watch you get married and have children, and I can¡¯t help you take care of your children. When you have a daughter-in-law in the future, remember to take her and kowtow three times in front of my mother¡¯s grave"

    Thinking of this, Zhao Fan still couldn't help but feel a little sad.

    After working hard for most of his life, his son finally succeeded in his studies and should enjoy the blessings, but he couldn't bear it any longer. Only Zhao Fan knew that when he first remembered, this courtyard house was not his own, but my mother had worked hard to save money to buy it.  Yes, he said that he would build a beautiful villa here in the future and let Zhao Fan get a wife.

    But she couldn¡¯t wait for that day and went there. Zhao Fan didn¡¯t want to demolish the courtyard, so he put the more than 200,000 yuan that his mother had left to build the villa in a financial management company. After all, several years had passed.

    Zhao Fan didn't want to touch the money, and Zhao Fan didn't want to open the box without the key. This was the only thing I left to him. Zhao Fan couldn't have opened the box just because he was curious about his life experience.  From his point of view, it would be fine if he didn't recognize his so-called origin and his so-called family in the imperial capital.

    "Heyyou said you can't stay a few more years?"

    ¡°Now I can take care of your daughter-in-law every three days, and I won¡¯t bring you a daughter-in-law"

    "Do you have enough money down there?"

    "If it's not enough, I'll burn some more for you during Qingming Festival"

    Zhao Fan looked at the portrait and muttered to himself. Occasionally, a person passed by in front of the courtyard door, and he looked unsurprised when he heard the voices inside.

    Zhao Fan comes back once or twice every year, and it happens every time, and the neighbors next door know it.

    When it was getting dark, Zhao Fan finally locked the door of the courtyard again, and then drove away slowly.

    It was very cold. Under the big locust tree, a few old men and women who were warming themselves by the fire squinted their eyes and took a closer look. An old man said in a loud voice: "Zhao Siyan's son has become successful and drives a small car."

    "Hehe, you are right, I heard that he is still a high-ranking official"

    "It's a pity that Zhao Siyan was so unlucky that he died when he was only in his fifties. Otherwise, he would still be able to enjoy happiness now."

    An aunt with a wrinkled face and a bucket waist in her fifties stretched out her hand to light the fire, and said angrily: "Bah! So what if I'm a high official now? I was a little hooligan back then, using a telescope to peek at my mother taking a shower"

    An old man chuckled: "That's right, your figure hadn't changed at that time. You were in your early thirties, and you still had a mole on your chest"

    Before she finished speaking, the aunt stared angrily at the old man who had been a neighbor all her life, and said viciously: "So, you also peeped?"

    The uncle's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he quickly stood up on crutches and said, "It's time for my grandson to get out of school, and I have to go back to cook."

    Everyone laughed. At that time, the two little villains Zhao Fan and Bai Yi were still young. They got a telescope from nowhere and climbed up the big locust tree to peek at the woman taking a bath. But they were still children after all.  Not careful enough and often caught.

    But Bai Yi, the kid, is a bit more shrewd. He puts all the charges on Zhao Fan every time, causing many women to blush and curse when they see Zhao Fan: "Little hooligan!"

    ¡°At that time, Zhao Fan¡¯s mother, Zhao Siyan, was recognized as a beauty on the street. Her appearance and figure made many men dream about her, but the woman¡¯s temperament was so fierce that no one dared to make any plans.

    It is said that there are many disputes at the door of a widow, and there are also those who drink to gain the courage to knock on the door. But that time, the man was stunned by Zhao Siyan holding a kitchen knife and a bloody groove was opened on his forehead. From then on, the men in the old street also  Think about it, no one dares to provoke that shrew.

    ?????????????????In a blink of an eye, the old street flower also died, and these people are also old. Thinking of the past is still unforgettable.

    When he came to the familiar Xihua Market and passed by the "Aphrodisiac" store, Zhao Fan couldn't help but stop the car. It was here where he got drunk that Yu Xiaoai went to the wrong room, and something indescribable happened between the two of them. Later,  He was secretly photographed again, which triggered a series of things.

    Thinking about it, Zhao Fan still remembers the sick little girl, Nannan, and wonders if she has recovered now?

    There is also a female college student named Fu Qinghuan. She should have graduated by now, right?

    Two years passed in the blink of an eye. It was really fast. Zhao Fan stopped the car, entered the restaurant directly, and came to the front desk. She was a young woman with a good figure. Although she was average in appearance, she should have good abilities because of her chest.  With a nameplate, lobby manager.

    ¡°Moreover, this person Zhao Fan knew was the mother of his daughter who was sick at the time. At that time, Zhao Fan remembered that she was just a waiter in this restaurant. Unexpectedly, two years later, she actually became the lobby manager.

    Seeing Zhao Fan walking slowly, the young woman turned her head and glanced inadvertently, with an expression of surprise on her face. She quickly dismissed the waiter and walked out quickly, stood in front of Zhao Fan, bowed deeply and said, "Zhao Fan."  Hello, Deputy Director."

    Zhao Fan smiled with a smile on her face and nodded gently. Although she is no longer the deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee's Science and Technology Department, she can still remember herself, which means that she did not help this family in vain.

    "That's good, I've become a manager." Zhao Fan said with a smile, "Help me prepare a private room. You can take care of the food and drinks. I made an appointment with Lu Yuan."

    On the way here, Zhao Fan called Lu Yuan. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

    Because of the Jiang Dahai incident last time, Lu Yuan hit someone and was suspended for two months for self-reflection. Finally, after Feng Hui greeted him, he was reinstated as captain of the city bureau's criminal police team.

    Nannan¡¯s mother nodded quickly, took Zhao Fan to the best private room, and then hurried out, making a phone call while walking.

    Zhao Fan was sitting in the private room with some confusion, thinking about what Lu Yuan said on the way. Do you want to introduce an old acquaintance to him?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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