"Close the door and go back to rest." Lao Ma said weakly.
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Xiaobao, this is not possible. It makes us very passive and wastes time." Lao Ma said.
"I know."
At this time, Yang Xiaobao felt a lot of anger in his heart.
He could imagine the two bastards Li Ming and Huang Wei with smug looks.
Maybe they are laughing at themselves on their phones.
"Or, you can do your own thing first and leave it to us, how about it?" Xiao Zhang said, "After all, this is what we want to do, and it has nothing to do with you."
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then let's go back first and contact us when there is something."
Yang Xiaobao, Lao Ma and the three of them returned to the villa discouraged.
After they returned to the villa, they found that Jiang Tianyi and Liu Qiaoyun had not come back.
Old Ma sighed.
"Xiaobao, we really shouldn't interfere in these things."
Yang Xiaobao glanced at Lao Ma and said, "Okay, we will set out to Jianggong City tomorrow morning."
"That's good."
Lao Ma returned to the bedroom to sleep, while Yang Xiaobao was nestled on the sofa in a daze.
"Master, what are you doing? Why are you making a fuss here?" The rabbit demon walked over and asked curiously when he saw Yang Xiaobao's appearance.
Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "It's nothing. Go and rest, let me calm down here alone."
"Then...well that."
Seeing Yang Xiaobao looking angry, the rabbit demon knew that it would be better not to provoke him now.
Yang Xiaobao was thinking about the three guys Tong Yanghui, Huang Wei and Li Ming.
Is there really no way to let them commit suicide?
Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have no guilt about what happened that year.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao was even more depressed.
But there is no way.
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao's cell phone rang.
Yang Xiaobao quickly took out his cell phone.
He thought it would be a call from the police station, but he didn't expect that it was Cao Tong who called him.
At this time, why would Cao Tong call herself?
But Yang Xiaobao still picked it up.
"Cao Tong, what's wrong?" Yang Xiaobao answered the phone and asked.
"Xiaobao, have you left Tiandu City?"
"No, it's still in Tiandu City." Yang Xiaobao said, "I've delayed something and prepared to leave tomorrow."
Cao Tong said oh, "Xiaobao, if nothing is wrong, let's meet again. I'll treat you to a midnight snack."
Originally, Yang Xiaobao wanted to refuse, but he was depressed tonight and would definitely not be able to sleep, so he nodded and agreed.
"Then you come and pick me up, and I'll send you an address."
Not long after hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao received the address sent by Cao Tong.
Yang Xiaobao left the villa, drove the car, and picked Cao Tong up at the place where Cao Tong lives.
"Xiaobao, I know a night market is good, I'll take you to eat." Cao Tong said with a smile.
Yang Xiaobao nodded: "Just tell me how to go."
Cao Tong looked at Yang Xiaobao and frowned.
"Xiaobao, what's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood."
Yang Xiaobao sighed and nodded: "You are right, you are in a bad mood."
"What happened? Can you tell me?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It's useless to tell you, so it's better to eat more."
The two of them came to the night market.
Although it was already past ten o'clock and it was almost eleven o'clock, Yang Xiaobao found that there were still many people in this night market.
"The night market in this place is delicious and cheap. It is considered a famous night market in Tiandu City. It is open until three or four in the morning." Cao Tong introduced to Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
They found a table to sit down, ordered two cold dishes, and ordered some skewers.
"Yesterday, Uncle Haitao and I called, and Uncle Haitao said that Beichen Village might be demolished."
Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "Why did it be removed?"
"It is said that we are going to build a tourist area and let us move out."
Cao Tong looked very depressed.
"In the future, it's impossible to go back."
"Have your village agreed?"
"Many old people refused to agree, but when young people saw that they had money, they agreed very readily. After all, no one will go back to live again."
Yang Xiaobao also sighed.
"This is the current rural situation, slowly disappearing." Yang Xiaobao sighed.
This is not what he wants to see, but the times are like this and the trends are like this, and no one can do anything about it.
Yang Xiaobao saw that Cao Tong was depressed and wanted to find someone to chat.
"But my father is still fighting for it, saying that the village can be demolished, but a ancestral hall must be built for Beichen Village. Every year, people from Beichen Village have to go back to worship their ancestors."
“This proposal is pretty good.”
When Cao Tong talked about her father Cao Deyong, Yang Xiaobao asked, "Cao Tong, how are your father okay?"
Cao Tong looked at Yang Xiaobao and was a little surprised that Yang Xiaobao would ask him this.
"Okay, he's very good, he's more active in the village. He's worried about demolition, he shouldn't have been worried about it, too."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "That's fine."
Cao Deyong used his actions to make up for the mistakes he had made before.
The two of them ate and chatted, and time passed quickly.
When they had almost the same food and were about to leave, Yang Xiaobao found that there were fewer people in the night market than before.
He was waiting for Cao Tong to check out the bill and swept around boredly.
Suddenly, his eyes remained on someone.
The human figure sat alone at a table, lowering his head and eating.
It's not someone else, it's one of the three suspicions, Tong Yanghui who drove a taxi.
Unexpectedly, I saw him here.
I guess I was tired and hungry when I ran to rent it out at night, so I came here to eat a bowl of food.
"Xiaobao, what are you looking at? Let's go." After paying the bill, Cao Tong said to Yang Xiaobao.
"Wait a moment, I'll say hello to me when I see an acquaintance."
Yang Xiaobao stood up and walked towards Tong Yanghui.
When he walked to Tong Yanghui, Yang Xiaobao found that he was eating a casserole noodles.
Because it was too hot, Tong Yanghui was sweating all over his head.
"Tong Yanghui."
Tong Yanghui looked up at Yang Xiaobao and looked at him in astonishment, looking at him in vain.
"I didn't expect that we were so destined to meet us here."
Tong Yanghui turned his head and looked around.
"Hmph, you're not following me, right?" Tong Yanghui put the chopsticks on the table and stared at Yang Xiaobao and asked.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I just came here to have dinner."
"All right."
Tong Yanghui seemed to not want to pay attention to Yang Xiaobao anymore, so he picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat his noodles.
But Yang Xiaobao sat down opposite him.
"What? Didn't you eat? I'll order one for you?" Tong Yanghui looked sarcastic.