"You know bragging!"

Song Zhen glared at Song Qiong angrily.

Song Zhen is not tall, about 1.55 meters, more than half a head shorter than Song Qiong. He was wearing a light blue suit, which looked very wide, which was Shen Lanying's work clothes in the yarn factory.

Her hair was short, with two short twists, just down to her shoulders. The round face is clean, slightly dark, and has a healthy wheat color.

A pair of eyes are very big, especially when staring, round - in Song Qiong's opinion, there is no deterrence, but I think it is very cute, evoking memories that have been sleeping for a long time in the depths of my mind.

"Why don't we make a bet?" Song Qiong said with a smile, his tone frivolous, just like himself when he was eighteen years old.

"Who's betting with you!"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Who doesn't dare, bet on it, bet on what?"

In a few words, just like in memory, Song Zhen was so excited that she rolled up her sleeves again, her mouth bulging and puffing, and she wanted to make a bet with Song Qiong.

Song Qiong smiled: "If you catch the thief according to my method, you will listen to me and do things for me in the future." ”

"What have you done at home? I was doing it. ”

"I'm not talking about housework, I mean ...... Anyway, you just listen to me, do you dare? ”

Song Zhen was once again provoked and deceived: "Why don't you dare, then what if you lose?" ”

"I'll listen to you all, I'll do whatever you tell me to do." Song Qiong said confidently.

In fact, he didn't know who the real thief was, he only knew that the thief would still shoot.

In his previous life, the thief committed the crime on the night of his return and departure again, and once it can be seen as a coincidence, and twice, it is not a coincidence that can be explained.

Song Qiong felt that the thief should be an acquaintance, and knew that he would leave, so he deliberately chose that time.

The first time, it may be a coincidence, and the second time, it should be deliberate.

As for why he did this, there are two possibilities, one is to deliberately frame Song Wengen and Song Qiong, but Song Qiong has been in the countryside for several years, and he has been preparing to smuggle in the city for a short period of time, living in a simple place, and there will be no enemies; Song Wengen is a well-known good man, because of the contradiction, the possibility of framing is not big.

Another possibility is that in order to divert attention, mislead the direction of the investigation, and facilitate his own exculpation, he deliberately chose this time, and even made some arrangements at the scene.

Song Qiong felt that the second case was more likely to be surnamed.

What he has to do now is to catch an active one when the other party strikes again.

This is similar to "waiting for the rabbit", but the problem is that Song Qiong does not know when the thief will next attack, although he still remembers the time of his previous life, but it was nearly a month later, or the night he left.

Now, Song Qiong is not ready to continue smuggling, and he is not sure if the thieves will still do it on that day.

What's more, in a month's time, Song Wengen can't wait, Song Qiong can't wait, he still has a lot of things to do, just seize the day.

Then we can only find a way to force, or induce the thief to do it sooner, preferably tonight.

"Song Zhen, when you go out, when you meet someone, they will say, the society has wronged my father, my father must ask for an explanation, there is no evidence, why do you suspect my father of stealing things."

Song Zhen nodded angrily: "Yes, I must ask for an explanation." ”

Song Qiong saw that Song Zhen didn't understand what he meant, so he just reminded: "I'll let you go out and tell others, the more people who know this news, the better, only in this way can we catch the thief, got it?" ”

"Ah, you can catch a thief by saying that? You're bragging again! Song Zhen frowned and looked at Song Qiong very unhappily.

"Just do what I say, and don't forget about our game."

"Hmph, if you can't catch the thief, you have a good look!"

Seeing that Song Zhen agreed, Song Qiong didn't have the heart to quarrel with her, at this time, Shen Lanying pushed open the door and beckoned them to go out to eat, and saw Song Qiong rubbing Song Wengen's waist, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Song Qiong rubbed Song Wengen's waist twice, pulled down his placket, and clapped his hands: "Okay, rub it every night in the future, and then acupuncture a few times, Dad's waist will be fine." ”

"You just brag! How many doctors can't see a bad disease, but you can cure it? Song Zhen glanced at him angrily, stepped forward to help Song Wengen up, and helped him tidy up his clothes.

Song Qiong smiled, he has been a doctor in Lungang for more than ten years, although he has not continued to do it all the time, but he is the best at acupuncture and health preservation techniques of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is nothing to treat lumbar muscle strain and slight intervertebral disc herniation.

Song Wengen stood up, turned his waist twice, and couldn't help but glance at Song Qiong in surprise.

Song Wengen didn't speak much, even if he was surprised and felt that his waist was much better, he didn't say anything, but his face darkened, and he felt that Song Qiong was acting abnormally, did he cause any trouble outside, so he went home and pretended to be a good baby.

Shen Lanying didn't care whether Song Wengen's waist was or not, and stepped forward with a smile to grab Song Qiong: "Whether it's useful or not, Ah Qiong has this filial piety, it's good, go, eat, these days outside, you're hungry, right?" ”

Song Zhen stared at the back of Song Qiong leaving, and pouted: "The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart." ”

"Song Zhen, dare to be affectionate in your eyes, Dad is a chicken!"

"I said you're a weasel—"

Song Zhen and Song Qiong fought again.

Song Ying and Song Peng had already helped Shen Lanying to set up the meal. The Song family's restaurant is not big, in fact, it is an aisle, usually the table is against the wall, leaving half of the place to walk, when eating, the table is pulled to the middle, originally had to sit at a small square table of four people, surrounded by six people, a little crowded, but very lively.

The food on the table is very simple, yellow and clear sweet potato rice, you can see the sweet potato but not the rice, a plate of green fried sweet potato leaves, black and bright braised radish, and a large bowl of tomato soup, a can of pickles.

There is very little oil, very little salt, no MSG or other seasonings, and it tastes like a natural fragrance unique to organic dishes.

Song Qiong had eaten big fish and meat, mountain and sea delicacies in his previous life, and when he first ate such a dish, he ate it with relish, and this body was so empty that he couldn't help but eat a little too much.

Shen Lanying looked at it, so distressed that she almost shed tears: her son was suffering and starving outside.

Song Zhen couldn't help but glared at Song Qiong a few more times: "You foodie, didn't you say catch the thief, just let me go out and talk nonsense, and the thief will catch you?" ”

"Whether you can catch the thief depends on how well you execute, and whether you can let more people know what I told you."

Song Qiong made a joke with Song Zhen, and explained some things to Shen Lanying, Song Ying and Song Peng. Shen Lanying didn't understand why Song Qiong did this, but she had always doted on Song Qiong very much, and she agreed to cooperate.

After lunch, Shen Lanying took Song Peng and Song Zhen out with Song Ying, and when they left, Song Zhen did not forget to glare at Song Qiong.

There were only Song Qiong and Song Wengen left in the family, Song Qiong looked at his adoptive father who had been carrying sacks for decades, his waist was hunched badly, and he looked much older than his actual age, and he felt a little sad: "Dad, I will definitely be able to catch the thief, but I can't guarantee whether the supply and marketing cooperatives will let you go back." ”

"If I don't go back, there's nothing, I have these hands, and I can starve to death?" Song Wengen glanced at Song Qiong and said in a rough voice.

Song Qiong nodded, knowing that Song Wengen was more concerned about the sewage that was splashed on him, as for his livelihood, his idea was very simple, as long as he was willing to endure hardship, he was afraid that he would not be able to make money?

Song Wengen looked at Song Qiong: "Say, what trouble did you make outside?" ”

Song Qiong was stunned: "No—"

Immediately, he understood what Song Wengen meant, and he couldn't cry or laugh, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Dad, don't think about it, my son is grown up now, and some things were not done well before, I will change them, you can rest assured!" ”

Song Wengen was speechless for a long time before exhaling a breath.

Song Zhen's surname is spicy and capable, in the family area of the supply and marketing cooperative, she has always had the title of "little pepper", she doesn't have to deliberately disguise, when she meets a person, she crackles and vents, scolding the leaders of the supply and marketing cooperatives for being innocent and wronging good people.

Song Wengen's matter was originally a hot topic recently, and after Song Zhen and Shen Lanying made such a fuss, it immediately spread throughout the entire family area.

After dinner, as night fell, Song Qiong left the community with his bag on his back, and a few people greeted him on the way, and he claimed that he was going to smuggle out, and this time he would definitely succeed.

Song Qiong deliberately paid attention to those who greeted him, as well as those who appeared nearby and paid attention to him, he felt that the real thieves might be among them.

But will he act as he envisions? Song Qiong's heart was not sure.