Chapter 182: A Man Called Ah Rong (3)

The son wiped away his tears, and his heart was sour: "Why don't you call the police, can you hide such a big thing?" ”

The shopkeeper didn't let me: "No, you can't call the police, didn't you listen to what they just said?" Didn't the new man who just came to this cause it, and didn't that person say that he was worth and rich? He has an accident himself, he must have to find a way to settle it, let's not move yet, don't worry, wait, wait a while, I'll go over and inquire about how they plan to solve this matter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The proprietress still cried: "How can this matter be solved?" That's two dead people, they all stink, don't you smell the smell? Do you still want to hide this matter? Could something be done? ”

The shopkeeper waved his hand: "What howl, I see that those few people who live in the hotel are not ordinary people, wait, listen to me, don't call the police?" Calling the police is destroying our home! This shop is all we are counting on, and this is just the beginning, if it really doesn't work, we will be finished, and don't forget that we have sold all the arable land. ”

Thinking that there was no more arable land at home, the proprietress wanted to cry even more, so she reached out to cover her mouth, and then stopped her voice.

Han Sicheng ran over in a few steps, protected Fan Yingying in his arms, and glared at Zhou Junrong vigilantly: "It's okay, Yingying, don't be afraid, I'm here, we're all here." ”

Fan Yingying's body trembled like sifting chaff, she reached out and wiped her eyes desperately, but her vision remained blurry.

Han Sicheng glanced at Jian Seventeen, and took Fan Yingying out of the house: "Yingying, let's go out first, let Uncle Zhang handle it here." ”

As soon as Han Sicheng hugged Fan Yingying and exited the door of the room, he saw an orange figure rushing up from the second-floor stairs, moving fast like a streamer.

Huang Xiaxia ran all the way to Fan Yingying, and threw the thing in her mouth on the ground.

Fan Yingying looked at it and saw that it was the half-dead kitten before, but the cat had obviously changed its appearance again, it seemed to be smaller, and its coat color was purer, and the most important thing was that this little thing was not as lifeless as before, and a pair of eyes were shining with a blue light and looked around.

Huang Xiaxia took two steps onto Fan Yingying's shoulder, twisted her head and stared at her: "What's wrong?" ”

Fan Yingying was so excited that she couldn't speak, Han Sicheng glanced at Huang Xiaxia: "Let's get out of here first." After speaking, he helped Fan Yingying to go downstairs.

As soon as Fan Yingying moved, the kitten who was still quiet on the ground suddenly meowed, and stretched out her little paws to hook the corners of Fan Yingying's pants.

"What is this?"

Huang Xiaxia rolled her eyes: "I wanted to throw it up the mountain just now, but I didn't expect it to follow me alive and dead, and it ran fast, I had no choice but to bring it back again." ”

Fan Yingying's temples twitched and hurt, and she was not in the mood to think about these things now, she just wanted to leave here quickly, smelling this smell, she would remember the shocking scene just now.

Zou Yu chased him out, the whole person was stupid, seeing Han Sicheng helping Fan Yingying downstairs, he hurriedly stood on the second floor and shouted: "Where are you going?" ”

Han Sicheng replied to her: "Go back to your house and stay, don't run around." ”

Zou Yu didn't react for a long time, but when he understood, he hurriedly shouted at Han Sicheng: "How can you stay here!" Wait for me! ”

Han Sicheng had already taken Fan Yingying out of the backyard.

The owner and his family were all sitting in the front yard, and when they saw Han Sicheng and Fan Yingying, they hurriedly greeted them, wanting to ask about the process and development of the matter, Han Sicheng asked first: "Is there a room in the front yard?" ”

The shopkeeper was quite discerning, seeing that they didn't plan to leave, and seeing that Fan Yingying was not in a very good state, he knew that he wanted to find a place to rest, so he hurriedly led them to the empty guest room in the front yard.

This room is reserved for entertaining people in case the inner courtyard is no longer able to live, and it is brand new, and the sheets and bedding are all freshly changed and spotless.

The shopkeeper sent them into the house, and he didn't go out with some hesitation, Han Sicheng glanced at him: "They will deal with the rest of the matter, it's getting late, you should rest early." ”

The owner of the shop is honest and honest, but he is not stupid, Han Sicheng basically confessed to him this sentence, and they will deal with the rest of the things, and it has nothing to do with the owner's family.

The shopkeeper's hanging heart landed a little on him, and he was guaranteed, so he hurriedly nodded and promised to go out, and when he went out, he didn't forget to help bring it to the door.

The house in the front yard is obviously not as warm as the backyard, the backyard is all heated, each room is long and slippery, and it is hot to touch, this room is estimated to have been uninhabited, the heating was not turned on before, and now it is temporarily opened, and the heat will not come up for a while.

It was the early winter dew, and in the middle of the night, the cool air drilled through the cracks in the windows.

The room is a double room, with a spacious double bed in the middle of the room and complete bedding.

Han Sicheng patted the quilt on the head of the bed and slapped the ashes, and the two of them covered their bodies one by one, took off their shoes and sat on the bed.

Huang Xiaxia nested on Fan Yingying's lap, and the kitten stuck to Huang Xiaxia's big tail and drilled straight into it.

It was too cold in the room, and the temperature of the big quilt that had just been put on did not rise, and the body of the frozen person stiffened.

Han Sicheng wrapped himself up, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Fan Yingying still sitting in a daze, with tears on her face, and hurriedly stretched out his arm to stuff her into the quilt and wrap her up, revealing her head.

Han Sicheng sat with Fan Yingying, and after a while, Fan Yingying said, "You go out." ”

Han Sicheng didn't move: "I'll accompany you." ”

Fan Yingying shook her head: "I'm fine, I just want to stay alone and quietly." ”

Han Sicheng stretched out his hand to help her rewrap the quilt that had slipped off because of the movement: "You feel uncomfortable, I'll let you be here, don't worry, if you annoy me, I won't make a sound, you just let me stay here, okay?" ”

Fan Yingying's eyes revealed a trace of boredom and evasion, she wanted to avoid everyone, so she stayed here quietly by herself, she was very irritable in her heart, there was a hot fire running around in her chest, she looked at Han Sicheng as if she was looking at an enemy, and thought, why is this person so annoying and so difficult?

"I don't want you to be here, are you bothered?" Fan Yingying was a little angry, looking at Han Sicheng and couldn't get out, as if something was missing, there was no fire in the cannon, and there was no gas in the wax blowing.

"Annoying, but I don't have anywhere to go, it's cold outside, so I have to stay in this house." Han Sicheng stared at Fan Yingying and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "You are hiding in the house and crying, I feel uncomfortable when I see it, if I don't think about it, I have to accompany you here, looking at you, I am down-to-earth." ”

Fan Yingying looked at Han Sicheng and was a little speechless. (To be continued.) )