In the courtyard house.
When he finally got off work, the bell had just rung. Yi Zhonghai hurriedly ran out of the factory and ran home. When he reached home, he was already sweating profusely.
He carefully folded the piece of paper with Wang Weiguo's name on it and kept it in the pocket of his underwear.
When he took it out, the white paper was still emitting the residual warmth of his own body.
He had just returned home.
Second Uncle Liu Hai and Third Uncle Yan Fugui had also returned.
They entered Yi Zhonghai's house one after another.
Yi Zhonghai placed the paper with Wang Weiguo's signature on the table between the three of them with a solemn expression.
"Who will write it?"
Working in the workshop and solving technical problems was Yi Zhonghai's forte. He didn't think he could write a letter of understanding.
In fact, he didn't know many words, only a few hundred.
Liu Haizhong was the same. He could do it in the workshop, but he could only watch the rest.
Although his handwriting was good, it was just an imitation.
The final burden fell on the third master, Yan Fugui. He was a teacher and had taught for many years. He knew more about handwriting than the other two masters.
"Let me do it!" Third Uncle knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he took the initiative to stand up.
Imitating handwriting was not a big problem. Moreover, it was just a letter of understanding. It would not cause any major losses.
Even if he was recognized as an imposter, it wouldn't be a big problem, as long as he didn't imitate the signature.
This was also an important reason why he asked Yi Zhonghai to ask Deputy Factory Manager Li for Wang Weiguo's signature.
Although First Uncle and Second Uncle were not writing, their expressions were so serious that it was as if they were the ones writing.
His breathing became extremely slow and light.
Half an hour later, a letter of understanding with almost identical handwriting and signature was born on the table.
Third Master Yan Fugui compared it a few times and praised it in his heart.
The two words were almost exactly the same.
Even Wang Weiguo himself might not be able to see the problem.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
As long as he went to the police station tomorrow to hand this in, he would be able to come back.
In this letter of understanding, it was not only written that the stick was in the yard, but that he was also a good student in the school.
He even wrote about how he often helped the deaf old lady, carried her feces and urine, and even carried her to bask in the sun.
He also talked about the difficulties of his family. Jia Dongxu was paralyzed, and he had grown up by himself. He had stolen it because he was too hungry.
There was even Wang Weiguo's self-reflection at the end. He said that he had been very angry recently and that his mind was empty. He said those words out of anger because he wanted to target the Jia family.
While talking about the kind nature of the meme, he suddenly lost his mind and talked about the difficulties at home.
Finally, he would talk about Wang Weiguo's own mistakes. He was jealous and coveted Qin Huiru, which made the man angry. He wanted to teach Wang Weiguo a lesson, so he stole the bicycle.
It was an entire page, but there was not a single spot to smear.
It was perfect.
After Yi Zhonghai carefully put away the letter of understanding, he opened the door and sent the two out.
When the three of them went out in relief, Wang Weiguo happened to come in from the front yard.
The four of them faced each other.
The situation was a little awkward, but no one said anything.
Wang Weiguo quietly looked at the three of them smiling. He guessed that the three of them seemed to have come up with something tonight, so they looked very happy.
According to last night's situation, these three people should have come up immediately when they saw him and thought of a way to make him forgive the stick.
However, there was none today.
In the eyes of the three of them, Wang Weiguo did not see any desire to find him.
The three of them did as Wang Weiguo had expected. They only glanced at Wang Weiguo indifferently and went home.
Even Yi Zhonghai, who had always been very radical, only glanced at Wang Weiguo a little more before turning around and closing the door.
Wang Weiguo shook his head helplessly. Perhaps he was thinking too much.
After hesitating for a moment, he also walked back home.
……
At night, eight o'clock.
At this time, everyone in the courtyard had already turned off the lights.
Anything that was consumable had to be saved as much as possible, especially in winter.
The night was colder than the day.
It was obviously not a good idea to warm up by the fire. Sleeping was the best way to save money.
Wang Weiguo did not sleep.
She flipped open the pillow on the bed and found the box of fists that Lou Xiao'e had given her.
The box was purple and emitted a faint osmanthus fragrance.
With a slight shake, there was the sound of liquid flowing.
He opened it carefully.
A bottle of green perfume appeared in front of him.
The fragrance of osmanthus assaulted his senses.
A light green matte glass bottle lay quietly in the box.
The entire bottle was shaped like a cobblestone, but the lid on it was very simple. It was a simple wooden lid.
After taking out the perfume, Wang Weiguo realized that there was a note under the box.
The note was not big.
He opened the note and read it carefully.
She was inviting Wang Weiguo to her house for dinner.
After calculating the date, Wang Weiguo realized that he was going to eat tomorrow.
And it was in the afternoon.
Are we going?
Wang Weiguo pondered for a moment and decided to go.
It couldn't be a trap, right?
When she was thinking about going to the Lou family for dinner, the voice in her mind sounded again.
"Ding…"
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