Dead.

Zhao Qingyu nested alone in the bamboo recliner, with a small charcoal stove next to him to bake the fire, and a thin blanket on his body.

This time, after her parents were asleep, she quietly returned to the store alone to stay, just to gamble.

After eating in the afternoon, Xue Mingju brought up the old matter again, but unfortunately Zhao's father didn't have much right to speak, or to intimidate the teachings of the ancestors, so he didn't dare to agree easily, so he retreated the matter to Zhao Qingyu and let her make up her mind.

This is equivalent to directly rejecting Xue Mingju's request.

She, Zhao Qingyu, would agree to let that kid come over to help?

Sure enough, Xue Mingju looked at Zhao Qingyu's salty, indifferent and silent appearance, and knew that it was useless for him to say anything, so he took his son home.

As soon as she left, Uncle Huang said with a sad face that he didn't want to bring her over, but everyone came to the house with gifts, and he really couldn't refuse.

Mother Zhao didn't say anything, everyone knows the common feelings of these people.

Because the junior high school students will also have a holiday in the afternoon, and basically no one comes to eat in the evening, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother cleaned up the store early and closed the door and went home.

Zhao Qingyu went back and began to write his homework, and continued to write until ten o'clock in the evening, when he was sure that everyone in the family was asleep, so he carried his schoolbag and quietly went out.

She deliberately put the key to the previously broken lock on the table after eating this afternoon, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At that time, there was probably only one person in the house who could be interested in other people's door locks.

Zhao Qingyu was worried that the guy would go early, so he rushed over at ten o'clock.

Fortunately, there were no wet footprints or marks at the door, and it seemed that the man had not yet come.

When she came in, she pulled the roller shutter door down and didn't lock it, just like last time.

Then I wrapped myself in a blanket and baked a fire, and by the way, I was still doing the final English test paper.

She didn't stay long, when the hand pointed to eleven o'clock, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside.

Zhao Qingyu immediately put down the test paper and pen, and listened to the sound outside.

Ten seconds later, sure enough, there was the sound of the key unlocking the door.

She got up silently, and was about to repeat the same trick as last time, but before she could take two steps, the door was suddenly raised by Hula.

Zhao Qingyu and the people outside the door looked at each other, and it took half a minute before the people outside spoke: "Xiaoyu? Why are you in the store? ”

"Dad, Dad?" Zhao Qingyu took a while to find her voice, she thought it was Wang Hong from outside, but she didn't expect that it was her father.

Father Zhao withdrew the key and said as he walked inside: "Your Uncle Huang's pager is missing, call to ask if it was dropped in our store, I'll come over to take a look, what's the matter with you?" Why don't you sleep well? ”

Zhao Qingyu was still worried about what reason to find at first, but as soon as he heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked rhetorically: "Uncle Huang's pager is missing?" ”

"Yes, I still had it when I came to eat this afternoon, but it was gone when I went back, and I didn't see it when I cleaned up the store today, I think it fell on the road."

Father Zhao looked for the place where Uncle Huang had sat today, then got up and stomped his feet and said, "I'm freezing to death, go back, I want to read a book and go home." ”

But Zhao Qingyu stood in place, the expression on his face was unpredictable, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his eyes, which made Zhao's father suddenly startled, and asked, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you?" ”

"Dad, be quiet!"

After Zhao Qingyu finished speaking, he hurriedly went over and pulled down the roller shutter door, then turned off the light in front of the store, and only turned on the tungsten lamp in the back cubicle.

"Xiaoyu, what are you going to do?" Seeing his daughter's chatter, Zhao's father couldn't help but feel weak in his heart.

"Dad, if there is no accident tonight, there will be a special guest coming to the door, I guess he is coming soon, let's not make a noise for now."

After Zhao Qingyu finished speaking, she stopped talking, pointed to the bamboo recliner, and she motioned for Zhao's father to sit down and rest first.

Father Zhao didn't know what she was doing, but seeing that her expression didn't look like a joke at all, he had to sit patiently on the recliner and stretch out his hand to bake a fire by the way.

After about ten minutes, in the silence of the night, there was a sudden sound of shoes gently stepping on the snow outside.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak......"

Although the man walked slowly and lightly, he could not avoid it at all.

However, there was still a piece of snow in front of the store that was shoveled off by Zhao's father with a shovel during the day, so the footsteps suddenly disappeared after they got closer.

Zhao Qingyu knew that the man just slowed down, and didn't really leave.

Father Zhao also heard this voice, he was about to wait impatiently, after all, what time was it now, and he had to get up after sleeping for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that his daughter had changed a lot during this time, and had "predicted" what was going to happen several times, he would have carried her home a long time ago.

When the sound of the key to open the door suddenly sounded at the door for no apparent reason, he immediately looked solemn, thinking that his wife had come to him.

But after a few dozen seconds, he realized that something was wrong, and his wife couldn't have opened the door for so long.

Looking at his daughter's expression again, he seems to know something, and this time it may be the ancestor who came to give his daughter a dream.

Zhao Qingyu didn't look at her father's expression, all she thought about was that she must catch this guy with her own hands.

She walked over slowly, picking up the rolling pin that had been placed there as she passed the bamboo chaise longue.

Her steps were very light and light, and the people outside the door had not yet noticed that the danger was approaching, and Zhao's father saw that his daughter was leading the way alone, and was afraid that she would be in danger, so he hurriedly sat up and chased after her.

In fact, he walked a little louder, but the money-obsessed fool outside the door didn't notice it.

He still held the useless key, and kept spinning in the keyhole, trying in vain to open the door in front of him.

It wasn't until the footsteps reached him that he suddenly sensed that something was wrong and wanted to turn around and run away.

Where would Zhao Qingyu let him succeed, and rushed out as soon as he opened the door.

The man hurried down the steps and ran out as fast as he could.

Zhao Qingyu is chasing after her, she must catch this guy, even if she chases the other party's house, she will not give up.

Probably the guy was frightened, or panicked, stepped on a piece of icy, slippery ground, and fell to the ground all at once, making a loud noise.

Zhao Qingyu laughed, Zhao's father was faster, and directly rushed over to restrain the man, twisting his arm and screaming.

It wasn't until the man was turned over and his face was exposed under the street lamp that Zhao's father could see clearly who the arrested person was.

He exclaimed in disbelief: "Why are you kid?!" ”

"Hmph, that's him." Zhao Qingyu stared at Wang Hong condescendingly beside him, "The ancestor has dreamed many times, saying that if you don't break up the relationship with the surnamed Xue, sooner or later you will hurt our family." ”

Zhao's father looked embarrassed, and then grabbed Wang Hong.

That Wang Hong still wanted to resist, but where was he the opponent of Zhao's father, who was tall and tall, and he was soon recured to cry wolf.

"Dad, whether to call his family or fight demons and spirits, you decide for yourself, and Uncle Huang's pager may also be on him, but you have to let him hand it over himself."

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