"Dad, why do you only buy a dou of rice?" Liang Muchuan's eighteenth year is the time of his appetite surge. In addition, he still needs to practice martial arts every day. He can eat one liter of rice per meal. This dou of rice is only enough for the family to eat for two or three days. This is due to the fact that everyone else drinks porridge except him and Liang Deping.

"Buy a bucket first, and you have to get some side medicine for your mother, and you have to leave some extra money."

Liang Deping opened his purse and counted the limited copper coins carefully. The Liang family members were from five, but only he and his son had the honor. Because of his martial arts, he and Muchuan had to eat at least three large bowls of rice for each meal. Over time, this was a lot of expenses.

What's more, my wife is still ill in bed and has to take medicine every day. After a few years, her family's expenses are even more embarrassing.

"Yes, father."

Liang Muchuan heard that he wanted to buy medicine for his mother and dared not argue anymore.

Even if my father didn't buy a grain of rice, and he wouldn't complain about all the medicine for his mother.

The Liang family and his son went to the pharmacy to buy medicine again, and then they returned home before it was almost dark.

"Hey, why does it smell like rice?" Liang Muchuan's nose was better than a hunting dog. He smelled the aroma of rice outside the house, but if this was impossible, he could still tell the aroma of rice and the aroma of porridge. He didn't know that he would come back tonight, so why did he prepare the rice in advance? Besides, even if he wanted to cook, he had to have rice. Before going out yesterday, there was only one liter of rice in the family. Three people had to eat two of them, so it was impossible to eat dry rice no matter what.

"Is it Muchuan outside?" Although Liang Jinsong is old, he has a clear ear and eye.

"Grandpa, how can there be a smell of rice at home?" Liang Muchuan was quite confident in his nose. He had to verify whether it was effective as soon as he entered the house.

"I cooked at home today, of course I will smell good."

Liang Jinsong said with a smile that he loved his grandson very much since he was a child, and Liang Muchuan's performance also made him very pleased. He has shown excellent talent for detectives since he was a child. Now he is a formal detective. I believe he will successfully take over his father's shift in the future.

"Where did the rice come from?" Liang Muchuan said in surprise. As a constable, he paid great attention to logical reasoning. Before leaving yesterday, he only had one liter of rice at home, and there were three people in the family. So far, he had to eat four meals. He could only barely maintain each meal. Where did the rice come from for dry rice? If you want to buy rice, there was no copper plate at home.

"If I said it fell from the sky, would you believe it?" Liang Jinsong drank and ate meat at noon, and looked red and energetic, and joked with his grandson.

"Father, how could there be rice at home? I even cooked vegetables? I even added oil!!!" Liang Deping also walked into the house at this time. A square table and two stools were placed in the main hall of the Liang family. His eyes were as sharp as a torch, and several doubts suddenly appeared. As expected, he was indeed the headmaster.

"Muchuan, don't you see that, you only cooked at home, but your father didn't know how to cook the dishes, and there was oil in the dishes.

It's like investigating a case, you have to observe it in detail."

Liang Jinsong smiled and said, Liang Muchuan's nose is born, and often his nose can help him solve cases, but in addition to his sensitive nose, if you want to be a good constable, there are many things you need to learn.

"Grandpa, today we are cooking and cooking, and we can add oil. Did you pick up the purse outside?" Liang Muchuan asked with a smile.

"It's almost like picking up a purse. I'll meet a noble person today."

Liang Jinsong smiled and said, "It's even happier today than picking up a purse. You have to hand it over to the public when you pick up a purse, but today's things can be eaten with peace of mind."

"Father, it's not that the newly appointed county lieutenant has come to my house, right?" Liang Deping knew that his father had not yet expressed the answer, and was exploring his father's son. His mind changed drastically. If someone did good deeds, he would not accept it with his father's personality.

Perhaps only the new county magistrate can be called noble people.

"Yes, the newly appointed Han Zhongwei County Guard did come to our house today, and he also sent food, wine and meat."

Liang Jinsong saw that his son quickly guessed, and his face was also smiling. In terms of his ability to investigate the case, he might not be as good as his son.

"What?! There is wine and meat. Grandpa, I'm almost hungry. Let's stir-fry the bowl of meat first. I haven't tasted what meat tastes like for half a year."

Liang Muchuan couldn't help but shout when he heard that there was wine and meat.

"Father, did this county lieutenant Han send other things besides these things? Who else is there to accompany him to the house?" Liang Deping heard that the newly appointed county lieutenant came to visit his captain's house, and his eyes suddenly became complicated.

"I originally had ten kilograms of mutton, but I confiscated it, but County Magistrate Han didn't want it. In the end, Kong Zhonghai and Zhang Jinliang were the ones who accompanied County Magistrate Han."

Liang Jinsong was very pleased that his son was able to be so cautious. Unlike Muchuan, he could hear wine and meat, and his eyes were green.

"Grandpa, ten pounds of mutton are nearly ten pounds. I haven't eaten mutton yet, alas."

Liang Muchuan felt very distressed when he heard that there was still mutton.

"Michuan! You know how to eat, eat, eat, eat, why don't you think about why the county magistrate gave us these foods?" Liang Depinggang's son became more and more distorted and shouted decisively.

Liang Muchuan was not afraid of Liang Jinsong, but he was afraid of Liang Deping. After hearing Liang Deping's scolding, he had to immediately act like contemplation and meditation, but the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth betrayed him.

Liang Deping was helpless about this. It would be nice if his children could eat enough with him. As for meat, it would be rare to get involved in a year. He was only eighteen years old.

"Deping, don't talk about it. I have asked your mother to fry the meat. Today you will let go of your stomach and eat it again. If you have anything to say."

Liang Jinsong was very satisfied with his son's performance and knew that he was worried that the county magistrate was buying people's hearts. The Liang family's case handling was never affected by external factors. If they ate the county magistrate's food this time, would they be partial to the case when investigating the case? "Father..." Liang Deping has always adhered to principles, which is also a fine tradition he inherited from Liang Jinsong. Otherwise, with his respect for the head, how could the family be left alone? Even if he had to eat a meal of meat, he would have to look forward to the stars and the moon.

"I said, let's talk about it after you finish eating. If you are not satisfied, you will make a decision after you meet County Guard Han tomorrow.

If you are sure that you don’t want to give it up, you will return it to the county magistrate later.”

Liang Jinsong knew his son too well, but in this matter, he felt that Han Zhongwei had no malice. If he didn't accept the gift from his boss, it would be too inhumane, right? That night, the Liang family was filled with laughter because of the sudden food. Mrs. Liang cut five kilograms of meat at a time, cut it into two fingers in size, and served four bowls of it, so that Liang Muchuan could eat it. He wiped out half of it, and finally he stretched out his belly and bulged it. He lay on the bed with stomachache. He didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, Liang Muchuan was lifted from the bed by Liang Deping. Yesterday, Han Zhongwei came to visit him in person, and today he had to be the first to appear in front of the county magistrate's mansion.

Liang Deping was also very uncomfortable last night and drank some wine for the first time. Even after dinner, he went to bed and did not discuss matters with his father about the county lieutenant.

"Dad, haven't had breakfast yet."

Liang Muchuan touched his stomach. Although he was overeating last night and was tormented by it for the middle of the night, he was young after all. After sleeping for a night, he could eat two dou of rice again.

"You ate at least two kilograms of meat last night, and you didn't have to eat it for a day today."

Liang Deping said that there were only 20 kilograms of meat in total. He ate five kilograms last night. He still felt sore, as if it was not pork, but the meat cut off from his body.

"Dad, you are too stingy, are you? How can you have the strength to investigate the case if you don't eat?" Liang Muchuan said with a bitter face.

"Just what you ate yesterday, you can't save you from hunger for three days."

Liang Deping cursed that although he ate last night, he regretted it when he was lying on the bed. He ate five kilograms of meat at one time. Should he live his life in the future?

That's why he made this decision now, and today the father and son were hungry for a day to make up for the loss.

When Liang Deping and his son came to the county magistrate's mansion, there were not many pedestrians on the street, but there was a straight servant standing here, which made the Liang family's father and son full of curiosity about the newly appointed county magistrate. The Han County Wei's poem seemed to be even bigger than that of Luo County Magistrate.

"This guy has invited me. I am Liang Deping, the captain of this county. I wonder if the county magistrate got up?" Liang Deping walked to Fan Shan, who looked like a sculpture, and said.

"Sir, I'm out, what's the matter with you?" Fan Shan turned his head mechanically and said expressionlessly.

Whenever Han Zhongwei has time, he usually practices in the morning. Early this morning, he went to the newly bought big house where Li Xiongba lived, and Han Zhongwei changed to that yard when he practiced martial arts in the morning.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the adults just came to Changhua and want to pay their respects. At the same time..." Liang Deping carefully chose the words. He decided to thank him for his actions yesterday or to raise money to return the things to Han Zhongwei.

"Just wait here."

Fan Shandao, Han Zhongwei was not inside, so he dared not put the idle people in casually, even if the other party was just a head-in-chief.

"Dad, why don't we go to the yamen first?" Liang Muchuan looked at Fan Shan who was not squinting and frowned. He had never been here in the county magistrate's mansion, but he had never been blocked outside the door any time. Moreover, his father was also the headmaster and his subordinates were in charge of more than a dozen people.

"No, Han County Wei is our supervisor. Since he has taken office, he has to visit him first."

Liang Deping shook his head and said slowly.

Since they could not enter, the Liang family father and son found a place not far from the county magistrate's mansion and sat waiting for Han Zhongwei. Even if the county magistrate was close, Liang Deping had no intention of going to the yamen.

"Dad, look at that person is crazy? Why are he running on the street in such a dress?" Liang Muchuan looked around boredly, and running towards him from a distance made him feel very strange.

I was so full that I was running wildly on the street. With this strength, I might as well find something to do! "Bang!" Liang Muchuan was severely harshly by Liang Deping.

"Look at it carefully. If you can't tell a Zi, Mao, Yin and Chou, you might as well take off your clothes and go back."

Liang Deping looked angry. Although his son had good talent, he usually liked to rely on his little cleverness. He was careless when he wanted to investigate the case.

"Yes, the man ran evenly and looked ahead, and there should be something urgent or playing.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his face was not anxious, so he should play or…practice.”

Liang Muchuan touched his head and carefully looked at the person who was getting closer and closer, and soon overturned his fallacy just now.

"If you can maintain such eyesight at any time, you can barely be competent for the detective.

As a constable, you must not only observe in detail, but also be careful in your words and actions. Sometimes you can escape with just one word, or you can get innocent people from a single word. Remember, remember!" Liang Deping seized the opportunity and educated Liang Muchuan.

At the beginning, Liang Muchuan nodded from time to time to show respect, but later he opened his mouth wide and his eyes were staring like a copper bell, turning a deaf ear to Liang Deping's words.

He kept muttering words: How is it possible? "You..., huh, ah!" Liang Deping saw Liang Muchuan distracted his attention again, raised his right hand again. But seeing his strange expression, he hurriedly looked in the direction he looked. Liang Deping also had an abnormality and put his right hand down unknowingly.

"Dad, he...he...isn't he the county magistrate?" Liang Muchuan said with a stuttering voice, because he had just seen the young man heading straight to the county magistrate's mansion, but when he arrived at the door, the servant not only did not stop him, but also made a very strange move to him: raise his right hand, put his five fingers together and put his palms outwards to the side of his eyebrows.

Although he couldn't understand the military ceremony from later generations, Liang Muchuan could guess that this young man must be much more noble than the servant. And who in the county magistrate's mansion could have such an identity, then his identity was self-evident.

"Your grandfather said that the county magistrate is very young and promising, and I don't believe it very much. Now it seems that it is unexpected."

Liang Deping nodded, obviously agreeing with Liang Muchuan's analysis.

Although the county magistrate may be younger than his son, Liang Deping did not dare to neglect at all. He stood up and tidied up his clothes and took Liang Muchuan to the county magistrate's mansion again to ask for Han Zhongwei.

This time, Fan Shan did not make things difficult for them anymore, and led them directly to the main hall and asked the servants to serve fragrant tea. After they sat down, Fan Shan bowed slightly and retreated. His current position was to stand guard outside.

After putting the tea cup, the servants who served tea quietly retreated, leaving only Liang Deping and his son in the entire hall.

At this time, the shock on the faces of the two others had not yet faded. Liang Deping was better. After all, he had seen many strong winds and waves. Now he was just a county lieutenant who was too young, no, he should be too young.

But Liang Muchuan was not as calm as his son. He was just now commenting on Han Zhongwei's running posture. Now that the other party's identity suddenly became a county magistrate, he was too shocked.

"Dad..." "Stop the sound, the county magistrate will arrive soon."

Liang Deping picked up the teacup and took a sip, not even looking at Liang Muchuan.

Han Zhongwei originally wanted to take a shower, but when he heard that the captain Liang Deping had been waiting for him for a long time, he had to wipe it with a towel, then change into the county lieutenant's uniform and go to the main hall.

"I've met the county magistrate."

Liang Deping heard footsteps, and quickly pulled Liangmuchuan and greeted each other with respect.

"Are you Captain Liang?" Han Zhongwei recognized Liang Deping at a glance. He had dark skin, square face, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes. The young man next to him was seventy-sixth of his eyes, and it should be his son Liang Muchuan.
To be continued...