Qin Mutong finally understood why the old lady would ask such a question after stopping her.

The old lady sighed in her heart, but her face was kinder and kinder than before.

Her old man looked at Chen Ming gently and said, "Mingzi! In my eyes, you are still a child like Tong Tong and Fang Yi!

Chen Ming came back to his senses, and he was at a loss, not knowing how to explain.

In fact, the old lady could also sense some of his thoughts, but this had nothing to do with the old lady, and she didn't plan to break it, but continued: "Baolan is also your father's and your mother's child, and she has such a big accident, how can her parents not know about it? Besides, the bridge that my parents have crossed is more than you children have walked. You don't know what to do, maybe your father and your mother will have a way? The three stinkers are still Zhuge Liang, I see, you still have to tell your parents about this matter quickly! When the time comes, even if the matter of Baolan really can't be solved, your parents will not complain about you!"

Chen Ming's heart jumped.

Mom and Dad thought that Baolan had come to him to have a good future. But if they finally let them know that Baolan actually went to prison, and they don't even know how Baolan got in, then their parents won't have to cry to death?

"But, but this county seat is too far away from the village, and I just took this into consideration, so I didn't notify them in time......" Chen Ming said in a hurry.

Qin Mutong: "......"

It is true that the county seat is a little far from the village, but now people are used to throwing off their legs and hurrying. Not to mention going to the county seat, even to the provincial capital, they all have their own dry food on their backs and walk there!

From Quxian County to Xinmin Village, if you take the national highway directly, it is a total of 30 miles of road. For those who are accustomed to long roads, this little road can be completed in a few hours.

Chen Ming really had the heart to tell his family about Chen Baolan, he didn't know how many times he had run back and forth between the county seat and the village, how could it be too late?

The old lady looked very understanding of Chen Ming's words, and she said gently: "It's okay, you are young, and when something happens, you are out of order, and it is common for you to think of these things for a while." But that's okay, we're still in time to inform. We don't need you to run back and forth, the commissary next door to us has a telephone, and you can call if you give money! We can go to the village chief's house now, and ask the village chief to notify your parents to answer the phone. When the time comes, we can talk about it on the phone, how convenient it is!"

Chen Ming was at this time when the six gods were without masters, and when the old lady said this, he also felt very reasonable, and nodded busily.

The old lady asked Qin Mutong to help herself up, and took Chen Ming to the commissary next door to make a call.

In fact, since Chen Ming ran to the Qin family's tailor shop and knelt down with a plop, Hong Chen, who was guarding the commissary, had already noticed the movement here.

He rented the Qin family's house to do business, and few people knew the inside story. However, after he came, Zheng Fangyi specially instructed Hong Chen in private, so that when Hong Chen was usually idle, he would help the ancestors and grandchildren of the Qin family a little more.

Otherwise, for this convenience, why did Zheng Fangyi go to great lengths to settle Hong Chen's commissary to the Qin family's side in the first place.

To say that at the beginning, Hong Chen really paid more attention to the affairs of the Qin family because of Zheng Fangyi's face. But later, he got along well with the old lady and Qin Mutong, and the old lady treated Hong Chen like her own child, and the two sides really had some feelings.

Chen Ming's posture when he broke in was wrong at first glance, Hong Chen had been guarding the door, as long as the situation was not for him, he was ready to call someone!

Later, listening to the conversation between Chen Ming and the ancestors and grandchildren of the Qin family, he gradually figured out Chen Ming's identity, but the string he was holding in his heart never relaxed.

The strange thing that Ying Ang bumped into, Hong Chen also heard about it.

After all, the probability of this kind of thing happening is too low, once one appears, won't it spread quickly?

In addition, Hong Chen and Ying Ang originally had some personal relationships.

When Ying Ang came to Qin's house for dinner before, Qin Mutong also invited Hong Chen. It's just that Hong Chen was afraid that Ying Ang's face would not be able to get up and down, so he didn't agree, and used the excuse to guard the shop.

Even so, the Qin family still sent him fish to eat for two days in a row.

Because of this, Hong Chen has a very bad impression of the Chen family brothers and sisters.

Now, hearing that the old lady calmed down the anxious Chen Ming, Hong Chen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly slipped back to his commissary.

Soon, the ancestors of the Qin family and Chen Ming came to the commissary.

Hong Chen hurriedly greeted the old lady, no different from usual, and greeted enthusiastically: "Grandma Han, who is this brother?

"This is Chen Ming, we are from a village, and we are considered fellow villagers. The old lady smiled and said, "He wants to call the village, so I'll bring him to you." ”

Chen Ming was not very good at dealing with outsiders, so he just smiled shyly at Hong Chen.

Hong Chen's face was like a spring breeze, but he complained vigorously in his heart: This is really unseemly! Who would have thought that a young man who looks so honest would be able to do the kind of thing that helps his own sister frame other men as hooligans!

"Brother Chen Ming wants to call, right? Hong Chen said with a smile, "I am a neighbor with Grandma Han, and I usually eat and drink at Grandma Han's." Since you are Grandma Han's fellow countryman, I won't take your money for this call!"

Yes, you have to pay for the call!

Chen Ming reacted suddenly, his lips opened open, but he couldn't say anything to refuse.

His pockets were already cleaner than his face, and where could he get the money to make a phone call!

But the old lady said, "That's not going to work." It's not easy for you to do some business in this commissary, so how can we not give money? It's okay, how do you usually collect money on this phone, and how do you collect it now. No matter how tight my old woman's hand is, can she not even pay a few cents a minute for the phone bill?"

The implication is that the phone bill was naturally given by the old lady.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Grandma Han, look at you, why are you so polite to me!"

"One yard to one yard, you open the door to do business, if everyone relies on friendship to call and don't give money, then you still have to pay for death?" the old lady insisted.