"Haha!" Zeng Zhi smiled bitterly and self-deprecatingly, shook his head, as if some bad emotions were also thrown away. The discomfort that suppressed the heart just now was quieter.

Zeng Zhi thought to himself with a funny look, what's wrong with me? Suddenly I became sentimental?

Things that have passed have long passed. Once many things are missed, it is difficult to get back.

Just like this street, there are many old houses opposite. If they are demolished, they will be demolished.

People cannot live in memory forever, and they have to think about everything better.

This newly built road is also very good, at least clean and wide enough. According to the location, it is definitely a high-end community there, and the demolition households should have received enough money.

By the way, when demolition is carried out in the old alleys in the Magic City, there are fewer cases of demolition households suffering great losses. It is not a joke to demolish a large number of millionaires.

What's more, although Qin Xuefang's parents are not powerful figures, they are definitely not the kind of people who can be bullied by others. They are all people within the system. Her father is an ordinary civil servant who works in the local street office; while her mother is a prison doctor in Wu Song Prison.

With such an identity, you will definitely not be bullied.

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He shook his head and put aside some messy things in his mind. The street lights emitted a very deserted white light. Zeng Zhixiang slowly walked forward to see if he could find a late-night snack shop or something.

If you can't walk a few dozen meters, you will see a row of brand new shops, and your eyes will be swept over one by one.

Suddenly, Zeng Zhi was stunned. It was a storefront with a small window separated by a single room. In the bustling store, it was very inconspicuous and its name was very ordinary, so it was called Fanji Pastry.

But even such an ordinary store made him stop here, his eyes slightly dazed.

On this street, when he followed Qin Xuefang, there were also Fan Ji pastries. However, it was a couple who were pushing a cart to sell on the street. Pastry was very popular, but Zeng Zhike didn't like to eat such sweet and sticky things.

The reason why he remembered it very deeply was that when she was with Qin Xuefang, she mentioned that the most common pastry in her hometown was this one. Then he followed Qin Xuefang to her house that time, and the first food she bought for him was the pastry shop.

Almost uncontrollable, Zeng Zhi walked to the pastry window. He stopped and saw that there were several little girls buying pastries.

Zeng Zhi glanced inside and saw a middle-aged couple in their forties and fifties, one was making pastries and the other was selling.

It was indeed a familiar face. It was a much older couple than before, but the stable and happy expression in their eyebrows was even more stable and happy.

After seeing a few girls leaving, Zeng Zhi approached the window and shouted: "Sister-in-law Fan, give me a piece of jujube cake."

Many people think that her husband who is making pastries is surnamed Fan, but only familiar people know that it is actually the owner of this pastry shop’s surname Fan.

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Okay, you are lucky, you have the last serving of jujube cake."

Mrs. Fan, who already had many wrinkles, was dressed up with pastries and handed them to Zeng Zhi with a smile. However, when she noticed Zeng Zhi, she said strangely: "Huh? Mr. Huh, how could he know that my name is Mrs. Fan? Haha, it's still the old price, eight yuan."

Old price? Remember the old price is about two or five yuan.

Zeng Zhi smiled and didn't say anything. When he took the jujube cake and was about to pay the bill, a full and clean voice rang in Zeng Zhi's ears: "Sister-in-law Fan, give me a jujube cake. I've worked overtime until now, and I've finally gotten off work. I don't like instant noodles, so I'm hungry. The pastries here are still delicious, pure natural and uncolored, especially the jujube cake is the best, sweet and glutinous."

"So it's Officer He. You haven't been here for several days..." Mrs. Fan greeted the visitor enthusiastically, but the next moment, her face was stunned and she said to the visitor with some slight intent, "Oh, the jujube cake is gone. Officer He, this gentleman just bought the last portion. Or, change to another flavor today? The newly made kumquat paste is sweet and sour, so why not give me one?"

"Ah?" The visitor frowned without any concealment and shouted, looking disappointed, and looked at Zeng Zhi.

As soon as he saw that he was still holding a ten yuan in his hand to pay the bill, he hurriedly said, "Sir, can you give me this jujube cake? I'll pay ten yuan."

Zeng Zhi glanced back and saw that the visitor was indeed a female policeman. The female policeman was tall and slim, with a total of 1.75 meters. Her skin was not too white, but she had a healthy light wheat color, as pure as ivory and a little shiny.

This is already very attractive, and what is even more amazing is that this female policeman has a very hot figure. Her straight black police uniform not only cannot cover her bulging and slim legs, but also adds her a bit of energy and heroic appearance.

Seeing her appearance, like most men, Zeng Zhi couldn't help but think a lot.

A beauty in uniform has always been very charming. Even a well-informed person like Zeng Zhi has to admit that this female policewoman is a rare beauty, a pure and natural beauty who has not undergone plastic surgery or has no cosmetics modification.

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As a beautiful woman with outstanding appearance and figure, she must have been used to seeing her throughout her life.

He Wenjing is no exception. It is very normal to be stared at by a man.

However, being stared at her with such a direct and unconcealed look, staring up and down, and her eyes were still radiating, which was enough to arouse her bad temper.

She could tolerate this direct and obscene look when she was not wearing a uniform. However, when wearing this police uniform, her patience would drop by several points.

Because she could easily infer something from the minds of those shameless and obscene men, such as uniform charm.

Fortunately, when she was wearing a uniform, she really didn't have many brave masters. It would be no different from teasing a tiger, and the consequences would be very miserable.

But on this evening, such a "best person" appeared!
Chapter completed!