The eyes of several male intellectuals all fell on Ye Qingqing, and Ye Qingqing didn't know what to say for a while.

said that Zhang Hong suffered by herself and was brewed by He Dali sauce?

But this kind of thing is really hard for her to say as a big girl with yellow flowers.

Ye Qingqing hung his head and directly avoided the eyes of several people seeking knowledge.

Zhang Hong lay on the ground crying desperately, and tried to crawl to Xu Bomin's side several times, but Xu Bomin avoided him.

A few people who were tired of building roads in a neighboring village for a day thought that they would be able to sleep when they came back, but Zhang Hong's crying lasted for half the night, and none of the six people slept well.

Zhang Hong sat on the kang like a ghost, staring at Ye Qingqing with dead eyes.

Ye Qingqing leaned against the wall on the other side, his consciousness sank directly into the space, and continued to hunt for treasures.

After the heavy rain, the sky was blue, and there were no clouds, and the muggy heat of summer swept in again.

Ye Qingqing didn't know when she fell asleep, and when she woke up again, Zhang Hong was no longer there.

As soon as Wang Wenjiu and the others went out the next day, they hadn't gone far to hear what had happened the night before.

No wonder Ye Qingqing refused to say anything, this matter ...... I can't really say.

Several people sighed a few times, and then suddenly started Xu Bomin's joke.

"Bo Min, you are also a blessing in disguise, Zhang Hong should be embarrassed to pester you anymore."

"Yes, yes, if you want to talk about it, Wen Xiao from the neighboring village looks at Si Si Wenwen, which is more suitable for our Bomin."

If Ye Qingqing was here at this time, he would smile knowingly.

Wen Xiao is the lucky heroine who was described by the author as saving the galaxy, that is, Xu Bomin's official match.

Xu Bomin, who was teased, remained silent as usual, but it didn't take long for him to raise his head.

"Zhang Hong and Wen Xiao are our female classmates, female comrades-in-arms who support construction, that's all."

It's just classmates and comrades-in-arms, there will be no others, Xu Bomin doesn't know why he said it so categorically.

"Yes, classmates, comrades-in-arms, we don't know when we will be able to go back here, hey, we can't have any extra relationship with these female intellectuals."

Wang Wenjiu sighed depressedly, it has been several years since he came here.

In the past few years, some people have come and gone, they have heard a lot and seen a lot, from the initial full of anticipation to now a little numb.

A female intellectual, like Zhang Hong, is not the first, nor is it the last.

It's just that they can still return to the city by their bodies, what should they do with these male intellectuals?

Is it true that you want to stay here forever?

Xu Bomin, who raised his head amid the sighs of several people, suddenly saw a slender figure in his sight.

Ye Qingqing leaned against the wall and slept for half a night, which would hurt her back and neck, so she changed her clothes in a daze and came out to find Zhang Hong.

Standing at the door, looking at the dirt road in the village, she didn't know where to go for a while.

Lazily stretched, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on her.

She turned her head sideways, Xu Bomin's eyes in the morning light were really ...... The ancient well is beautiful!

"Qingqing woke up? Rice was left in the pot. ”

Wang Wenjiu followed Xu Bomin's gaze and saw Ye Qingqing, whose hair was slightly scattered and a little lazy.

Obviously wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, she just stopped there casually, taking advantage of the morning daylight to look as good as ink paintings.

When he joked with Zhang Zhendong about Xu Bomin just now, he didn't mention Ye Qingqing, not because they were worried about each other, but because these two people were a little incompatible when they stood together.

A very light temperament with few words, Zhuo Ran's temperament is like ink in the distant mountains, and the clear and clean breath makes people unbearable to defile.

And the other...... The face is as gorgeous as the ink painting, and the face is like a summer sunset, with a lively splendor.

Such two people are standing together, and the breath of the whole body is a little out of place.

Therefore, even if those male intellectuals were guarding such a big beauty as Ye Qingqing, they never thought of pulling Lang to match.

Ye Qingqing still has a lot of steamed buns, pickles, and boiled eggs in the space, so he didn't think about hunger at all.

But after her deliberate approach in the past few days, these male intellectuals seem to have abandoned their previous suspicions, and they are a lot more kind to her.

It was rare that she couldn't waste such a situation, nodded her head with a smile and thanked her, and went back to the house to wash.

Zhang Hong has always been like a sieve, since she disappeared early in the morning, she didn't know what to calculate, although she was in a hurry, she didn't need to be in a hurry at this time.

It had just rained heavily the day before, and it couldn't get in the field at all.

Although there was no explicit notice in the team that they could not go to the ground, everyone went back after going around the ground.

Ye Qingqing was worried about Zhang Hong in her heart, and followed everyone to wander around and then returned to the youth point.

It wasn't until noon that he heard the movement from the villagers, and Zhang Hong went out early in the morning to go to the town's police station to sue He Dali.

This is a great crime and is punishable by imprisonment.

Especially He Dali's behavior the night before was still seen by so many people, and Zhang Hong had no shortage of witnesses at all.

She thought about it all night, and the previous things would definitely not be covered up by those aunts, and when the time came, there would be rumors in the village, and she wouldn't want to have any face.

Since this is the case, it is better not to do two things endlessly, desperately send He Dali to prison, and force He Youcai.

She had already inquired about it, and there were two indicators for returning to the city in their town this year, one was asked to leave, and the remaining one was still held by the production team.

If He Youcai wants to save He Dali, then take the city index back to exchange it with her!

Zhang Hong sat at the police station with a cloak, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were dull, and he looked very pitiful.

Ye Qingqing and Wang Wenjiu saw this scene when they entered the door.

Wang Wenjiu and their male intellectuals have always gotten along well with Zhang Hong, even if they recently learned that Zhang Hong directly exchanged their fine noodles and white rice for money, but the love in the past few years is still there, and she feels pitiful when she subconsciously sees her like this.

However, Ye Qingqing began to be vigilant again.

This is a plot that does not appear in the book, and she needs to take it carefully now.

"You are Comrade Ye Qingqing, I called you here to ask you a few questions and make a record."

Someone in a uniform came over with a pen and paper to call her, Ye Qingqing glanced back at a few people in confusion, and obediently went to the side to make a note.

The one who judged her was an eldest sister in her forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at Ye Qingqing's eyes full of scrutiny.

"Tell me everything you went through last night."

The eldest sister's tone was not too good, and the tip of the pen pointed at the recording paper, as if urging her to explain quickly.

Ye Qingqing's heart rang loudly, and she swept Zhang Hong with her eyes, guessing in her heart what the purpose of this eldest sister was to interrogate her.

This red can really toss a moth, and it's normal to sue He Dali, but what's the matter with bringing her in?