Tea City.

North City District.

The office compound.

Almost all those living here are cadres' families.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, when Hou Jiaqi returned home, she found that her parents were already having dinner.

"Dad, mom, why don't you wait for me?"

She complained dissatisfiedly.

"Didn't you eat?"

In fact, my parents were also very surprised.

There is no need to go to evening self-study in art classes, but for some reason, my baby always likes to come back after dinner at school. They are used to this, so they don’t wait deliberately. But they don’t know that their daughter doesn’t seem to have eaten today?

"No."

Hou Jiaqi threw it on the sofa and walked towards the dining table.

The house allocated by the government is not very big, with two bedrooms and one living room, plus a small restaurant, and a total area of ​​about a hundred square meters. It is completely enough for a family of three to live in.

Although the decoration is not luxurious, it is already quite good in Tea City.

"Daughter, why are you willing to go home for dinner today?"

Hou Mo's face was full of a kind father's smile.

He works in the urban construction department and is a deputy department-level cadre.

This is definitely a high-ranking official in Tea City.

After all, you have to know that as a quasi-prefecture-level city, the mayor of Tea City is only at the deputy department level.

"Why? Not welcome?"

At work, Hou Mo might be the only one to say, but at home, his precious daughter did not give him any face and immediately rolled her eyes and threw her eyes over.

Hou Mo did not dare to have any dissatisfaction, but still smiled, looked at his wife, and issued an order, "Why don't you serve our princess with rice?"

The most proud thing he had in his life was not the glory of his career, but the birth of such a beautiful daughter. Many leaders in the unit wanted to make a family with him.

It just made him a little regretful that his skin was relatively dark and his daughter inherited it. Otherwise, if he inherited her mother's white complexion, his daughter would probably not be just the school beauties of No. 2 Middle School, but the "city flower" of their Tea City!

As a full-time housewife, Zhong Ai served a bowl of rice for her daughter.

From Hou Jiaqi's appearance, we can see that her mother's appearance must be quite good. She was also a famous beauty back then. Otherwise, she would not have attracted Hou Mo, who had a bright future in the organization at that time.

Even though he is over forty now, he looks like he is in his thirties and is so handsome and dignified.

"Thank you mom."

Hou Jiaqi's attitude towards her mother was significantly different. She immediately showed a sweet smile after taking the meal.

This made the old father very jealous and sat next to him and sighed.

"Dad, let's discuss something with you?"

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there will be evil.

Hou Jiaqi came back for dinner today, and there was definitely a reason for her to look at Hou Mo quickly.

"What's up?"

Hou Mo said casually.

"I want to ask you for a favor."

Zhong Ai was a little surprised by his daughter's polite tone.

"Please help me?"

Hou Mo couldn't smile bitterly.

"Um."

Hou Jiaqi nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, Hou Mo pondered for a moment, his smile calmed down, and he also looked formal, "Tell me, listen."

"It's definitely a good thing to declare in advance."

After laying the groundwork, Hou Jiaqi pinched the chopsticks before speaking: "I have a classmate who runs a convenience store at home. Not long ago, someone suddenly smashed it in the evening, and the loss was huge. The convenience store is their only source of income, so Dad, can you help them catch the person who smashed the store early?"

Hou Mo was stunned for a moment.

He thought it was something.

"Dad is not a police investigation, so dad can't help this. Wouldn't you just ask your classmates to call the police?"

Hou Jiaqi said anxiously: "But that's too slow! Dad, it's just a little effort, so you can do it?"

"Girl, why are you doing so anxious? That classmate has a good relationship with you?"

Mother Zhong Ai asked curiously.

I know my own daughter, and she rarely asks her father for her.

"No, just an ordinary classmate."

Hou Jiaqi immediately shook her head and quickly denied it.

"Mom, haven't you told me to be grateful and helpful since I was a child? Their family is really miserable. Let's help them!"

Hou Mo looked at his daughter. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to see through everything.

"It's useless for you to tell me, you have to find your dad."

Hou Jiaqi quickly looked at her father again, her big eyes floating with expectations.

"Dad? Help me, it's just a matter of one sentence."

Hou Mo asked suddenly without comment.

"Is that guy named Ouyang Qing the store that was smashed?"

Hou Jiaqi was stunned when she heard this and looked at her father blankly.

How did my father know?

"Ouyang Qing?"

Zhong Ai frowned slightly, feeling that the name sounded familiar, and he looked at it with thoughts, and then he thought about it after a while.

"Isn't this the student in your school who often takes the exams? But he seems to be from the science class, how do you know each other?"

Zhong Ai stared at his daughter in confusion.

Hou Jiaqi looked awkward and her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

"I can help you with this."

Hou Mo spoke, looked at his daughter, and there was no smile on his face. The majesty of his father and officialdom suddenly spread.

"But I have a saying that before, it's fine, but in the future, you are not allowed to get so close to that kid anymore. What is your identity and what is his identity? You are not a member of the same place."

Hou Jiaqi's face changed immediately.

"dad!"

"Don't look at me like that."

Hou Mo did not compromise this time and said bluntly: "This is for your own good."

"Who am I making friends with? That's my own business! Why do you care about me?"

Sixteen or seventeen years old is in the rebellious period, especially a girl like Hou Jiaqi who has never suffered any grievances. Her father's sudden domineering and coldness made her unable to accept it for the moment.

"You are my daughter, why do you think I'm going to care about you?"

Hou Mo frowned and no longer showed the kind father-like appearance he used to be.

"Dad won't harm you, you will understand in the future."

"You are unreasonable!"

Hou Jiaqi's eyes were filled with tears, and she slapped the chopsticks on the table with a bang, and ran towards the bedroom with her face.

"Jiaqi!"

"Bang!"

The door was thrown up hard.

"What are you doing? You can't say anything?"

Zhong Ai looked at her husband dissatisfiedly, "She hasn't eaten yet!"

Hou Mo sighed.

"This matter cannot be said well."
To be continued...