The two policemen felt that there was nothing to ask, so they asked Aunt Sun to press a handprint.

Aunt Sun's whole body is hairy, what do people say she does.

Song Laozhuan looked at the little scalp hair: "This is going to be caught?" ”

Police officer A looked at Song Laoshuan: "Did you eat the noodles you returned to?" ”

Song Laozhuan shook his head: "No! I just carried it back a few days ago, and I kept dumplings for the New Year. ”

Police Officer A: "Then don't eat it, go back and hand it in and destroy it." ”

"What?" Song Laozhuan and his family were suddenly not calm. "Jiaogong? Why? ”

Police officer B handed the photo to Song Laozhuan and his wife, and pointed to the words on the noodle bag: "Uncle and aunt, do you know these words?" ”

Song Lao Xuan nodded, and Aunt Song shook her head.

"Do you know what it was before?"

"*** potassium." After Song Lao Shuo finished speaking, he covered his mouth, and he was startled.

"That's right."

Grandma Sun was anxious: "But we have eaten rice for a long time, so there is nothing wrong!" ”

The rice bag in the photo is indeed a lot shorter than the noodle bag, and the noodle bag is full, not like missing a few spoonfuls of noodles.

"Then auntie, do you first recall, what do you need to do before cooking every day?"

Aunt Sun didn't react.

"Then you can recall again, what did you do with the meeting today?"

Aunt Song's eyes lit up: "She was poisoned today!" ”

Boss Song pouted when he heard it: "Mom, don't interrupt." Whoever cooks can't wash the rice first, and who can wash the noodles first. The comrades of the police asked more clearly, that is, the fertilizer bags are poisonous. ”

When Grandma Sun heard Boss Song say this, her body suddenly collapsed: "Bao'er, it turned out that I killed you!" ”

The grandmother hammered her chest and cried. An old face cried into a flower, knowing that Xiaobao was indirectly killed by himself, and he cried even more sadly.

Anyone can see that if you don't have a relationship with your child, how can you let your child eat so many dumplings.

Grandma Sun's crying was sincere, and even Aunt Sun, who was watching Grandma's jokes just now, was unconsciously moved.

Jiang Dawu sighed: "It's all uneducated, if you leave young people alone, this kind of thing will definitely not happen." ”

The police got up: "How do you say this, I'll go back and apply with the above, and we will unite the police and the people, and strive to learn the scientific use of pesticides after the year."

Although pesticides are good, there are still many problems that need to be paid attention to during use. ”

Sending the police away, Boss Song made a comparison because he just said the key points, and he also pointed out the country.

Aunt Song just remembered the serious matter: "Then their family owes us the bag of noodles, can't it be just like that, not only do they have to pay us another bag of noodles, but the medical expenses also have to be reported to us!" ”

Jiang Dawu listened impatiently: "Then you hope that Old Man Sun will get better soon, if you rely on the old woman alone, then you have to go to the Year of the Monkey." ”

For the sake of money, Aunt Song finally stopped a little.

Song Laozhuan didn't say anything, but in the face of money's great affection and righteousness, anyone can see that Song Laozhuan must be based on money. After the autumn, you have to ask for both face and money.

Jiang Xiaochi was worried about his grandmother, the child was gone, there was no hope at all, and the old man was still half dead......

Alas! Like her, who came out of the old society, from her husband and son, what thoughts will she rely on to live in the future?

Song Lao Er lowered his head and leaned into Jiang Xiaochi's ear: "Do you think Comrade Police is right?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi asked rhetorically, "Do you have any other opinions?" ”

Song Lao Er shook his head: "No!" However, where did the grandmother's family get so many fertilizer bags? ”

Jiang Xiaochi's head tightened: Yes, there are few people and few laborers, and there are not a few acres of land in total......

Jiang Xiaochi looked at his grandmother-in-law, who was still crying, and her mood was complicated.

At this time, the unconscious old man Sun moved, as if he was dreaming of something, and grabbed his hands in front of his chest for a while.

Grandma Sun looked at her stupidly: "What's the use of living, you have no last root." The tone was light, and anyone could hear that there was hatred in it.

Song Lao Bolt approached and said with relief: "Old brother, wake up when you listen to the movement." Comrade police said, we all suffered the loss of no culture, brother, I suffered this crime, and I don't blame you. ”

It is rare to send Song Lao Shuo to say such humane words in his mouth, especially Song Lao Shuo's hoarse voice with a bit of vicissitudes.

Grandma Sun was still laughing, and the laughter was a little infiltrating, as if it had polished the sympathy of everyone present.

Old man Sun was still scratching his hands on his chest, as if he couldn't breathe, but he opened his mouth unexpectedly: "Who...... Who said no, there is! Now that men and women are equal, girls are counted! ”

Singing and answering seems to be provocative and childish.

Everyone was watching the movements of Old Man Sun's hands, but these hands unbuttoned the buttons on their chests little by little, revealing the slightly old chest on their chests.

I don't want Old Man Sun to have a white tiger tattooed on his chest, but there seems to be a bite mark on this white tiger.

There is a legend in Sweetwater Village that there was a group of bandits living in the mountains before, who did almost all kinds of evil, and their symbol was a white tiger tattoo on their chests......

Only after liberation, this wave of bandits was beaten and fled, scattered, and no one did evil this year, and no one mentioned this matter again.

However, the scars on the tattoos attracted Jiang Xiaochi's attention even more.

Jiang Xiaochi got up and subconsciously looked forward again, and it was certain that there was definitely nothing wrong with the bite marks, and the age seemed to be a little far away.

"Haha! Ha ha! At this time, the grandmother laughed louder and more penetrating.

Song Lao Er seemed to remember something, looked at Song Lao Da, and his body flickered.

Boss Song said simply: "It can't be me." ”

Song Laoer's body was unstable again, Jiang Xiaochi didn't have time to help, and there was a miserable cry in his ears.

Only this time it was not Mrs. Sun who called, but Aunt Song, who had been watching jokes from the side.

Everyone looked stupid, Aunt Song seemed to have seen something terrible, her eyes widened, and she was crazy and screaming and pulling the horns.

"Ahh

"Don't touch me!"

"Don't touch me!"

"Woo ......"

On the side, Song Lao Shuo also smiled, and slowly pulled off the liquid that had not been infused: "I have been looking for this person for so many years, but I didn't expect it to be you!" I've been raising a child for you for so many years, and it turns out that that person is you! ”

Everyone was in shock, especially this "child". In other words, one of the four children should be Old Man Sun's.

Girl? Girl? Song Xiaosi, now Jiang Xiaotang?

Jiang Xiaochi thought about it a little bit, feeling that his brain was swelled by this sudden information.

Old man Sun tensed: "Yes, you see how beautiful my girl is, just like her mother when she was young......"

This time, the big guy finally understood why Song Laoxuan would do everything possible to sell Jiang Xiaotang, as for Aunt Song, it would be better to explain that this child was a stain on her life, how could she like it?

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