Bai Qingqing is dead.

It was exactly the same as the death of the second dog, and his throat was cut with a knife.

"What?!" Star Fruit Creek heard a tingling scalp and couldn't help but scream.

Feng Wu raised his hand, looked around vigilantly, and whispered to Carambola Creek:

That night, the prison guards also carefully inspected at 12 o'clock, but when they inspected again at 3 o'clock, they smelled blood, and when they went in to see, Bai Qingqing had died of exhaustion, and the forensic doctor had checked that she had been dead at least an hour. ”

"Didn't she make it herself?" Carambola Creek's hairs stood on end.

Feng Wu shook his head and looked solemn: "I discussed with Team Mo, the matter between Bai Qingqing and Ergouzi is likely to be a conspiracy, or, they were exposed, so they were killed, you have to be careful." ”

"Has Lian Qiaohong checked?" Carambola Creek was saying, faintly, there was a sound of small footsteps at the mouth of the alley, she squinted her eyes and glanced sideways.

At the end of the road, a strange little old man appeared.

He looked less than one meter six, thin and thin, with dark skin, but he showed a strong smell.

Feng Wu turned back with the eyes of Carambola, and also saw the little old man, his eyes were fixed, and he said in surprise: "Huh, do you still have a Lian family in your village?"

"He's not from our village. Carambola Creek frowned, "You say, he knows kung fu?"

"Well, you see him walking, the lower plate is very steady, and his steps are light...... You say he's not from the village?" Feng Wu suddenly became vigilant and squinted at Carambola Creek.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, he should be Ah Xingpo's current old man. Saying that, Carambola Creek told the strange things about Ah Xingpo.

The little old man had already come slowly.

"That school has been won by them at a high price. Feng Wu glanced at the little old man again, and said to Carambola Creek casually, "Four times the price, that Boss Wang is really not bad for money." ”

"There's no way, who made us have no money, we can only make do here. Carambola Creek sighed gloomily, and her emotions changed naturally.

The little old man walked around the carambola stream, nodded with a smile, and then stood outside the kindergarten yard, watching the children in the yard play games with great interest.

The current kindergarten is run by Wei Lan.

Every morning, she would tell them stories, teach them to read, and after a lunch break, she would organize them to listen to the old lady for an hour.

She also asked Uncle Carpenter to make a lot of wooden toys.

Wooden slides, wooden horses, tangram and other toys were added to the yard, which won the hearts of the children, and one by one "Grandma Dalan" shouted affectionately.

Lin Xiaoshi and Yang Danxi both became Wei Lan's apprentices.

Lin Xiaoshi can sing and dance, so he helped Wei Lan lead the class together.

Yang Danxi took up the burden of being a life teacher.

The three of them are getting more and more compatible.

Xiao Tian follows Yang Danxi every day, plays and learns with the children, and her smiles are getting bigger and bigger.

"What are you doing here?"

Even Qiaohong came in a hurry from there, and didn't say hello to Carambola Creek, she rushed directly to the little old man, glared at him nervously and said.

"I don't care where you're from, no matter who you called, this is not the place you should be, you go. ”

This nervousness immediately aroused the side eyes of Carambola Creek.

She and Feng Wu glanced at each other and walked over there in unison.

"Qiaohong, I'm just watching the excitement here, why are you so nervous?" the little old man looked at Lian Qiaohong in surprise and smiled, "I'm also your mother-in-law's person, as a daughter-in-law, you should speak politely." ”

"You love to get out with that old woman, no one will stop you, but this is where the children go to class, don't let your filth defile them!" Lian Qiaohong stood in front of him and said in a deep voice, "You, get out of here immediately!"