The sour jujube quietly pulled the placket of the mother-in-law's clothes, and did not make a sound, just waved his hand. He pointed to the bed in the back room and looked at his mother-in-law. The mother-in-law didn't dare to make a noise, and slipped into the back room on tiptoe. The two of them stopped washing their feet, quietly undressed and went to bed, slowly turned off the light switch, and quietly closed their eyes and slept quietly.

The room was quiet, except for the slight sound of turning over and turning around from time to time on the bed of the late born. The back room was even more silent, as silent as an uninhabited empty house.

It's dawn.

This day is the day of the big market in the town, and it is also a Sunday. Because the movie was too long last night, the villagers generally started later than usual, and breakfast was half a beat slower than usual. After a hurried breakfast, there were suddenly more people on the street. Some went to work in the preserved fruit factory, some went to work in the stone yard, and some went out to wander around. More people packed up their profits and walked in groups towards the intersection outside the village. They want to go to the market, buy the supplies they need, or sell the rice, grain, chickens and ducks in the seller, and take them out to join in the excitement and sightsee.

Just then, a surprising piece of news came out.

Last night, the village was burglarized again. It's no longer an insignificant chicken, duck and garlic sprout, but a bulky cargo, a color TV and VCR that are regarded as treasures by some people in the Winter Solstice restaurant. Not only is the machine gone, but the yellow ribbons and wool are also gone. Even, I didn't even let go of the wire socket, and even the pot was cleaned. I almost carried the TV kitchen away. Although I sleep in a restaurant on the winter solstice, I am extremely sleepy watching movies at night. When he returned to the restaurant, he didn't even bother to take off his clothes, and fell asleep. In the night, no theft was found. It wasn't until the third day of the day that he remembered that he had to clean up the restaurant that he hadn't had time to clean up at night, and then found that the treasure in the restaurant was missing.

Winter Solstice clasped his hands on his waist, jumping up and screaming in the yard and scolding the thief who dared to make a black hand at him. After the villagers gathered, he scolded and stared at everyone's faces, thinking that everyone might be a thief, a thief who hid his black hand. So, he played the trick of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and threatened that he already knew who did it. If he doesn't take the initiative to confess, he will go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife. If you want to kill someone, you want to set fire, you have to dig up graves and pick up houses, and you have to do his ancestors for 18 lifetimes.

Bangwa and Wansheng also came over and asked about last night's movements. The two of them also ran in and out to help inspect the scene, pretending to analyze the possible process of the thieves when they committed the crime. It seems that the two of them have become experienced police officers in solving crimes, and there is undoubted certainty in the tone of what they say.

When Feng'er heard the news, it was the time when the winter solstice was in full swing, and it was also the time when the stick baby and the two late-born cubs were making up nonsense like dogs. Feng'er really thought that Dong Solstice had enough evidence, so she pulled him into the house and asked quietly who did it.

Winter Solstice replied with a sad face, I don't know. If you knew, you wouldn't need to go to such trouble to scold the street in vain.

Feng'er said, you go and call and report the case to the town police station. It is also necessary to protect the scene and call the public security to solve the case.

Only then did the winter solstice remember to report the crime. He told Bangwa and Wansheng to protect the scene, and no one was allowed to approach the stolen house. He ran towards the preserved fruit factory in a leading manner.

After lunch, Director Lin rushed to Xinghua Village with a police officer. If it is an ordinary petty theft case, I would have invited Director Fudo Lin to come in person. What was stolen this time was a color TV worth several thousand yuan, which was a big case on the site of Beishan Town, and Director Lin had to make a trip himself. He drove the only broken three-wheeled motorcycle used for running errands in the station, and rushed all the way into the village, stopping at the restaurant of the winter solstice. Immediately, a group of old people and cubs gathered to watch the excitement.

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