The night is green, and there are occasional insect chirping.

In May in the north, the season is actually considered to have entered the summer, but the temperature at night is still in the mood of spring and summer, and the evening breeze is blowing, and it is inevitable that it will be a little cool.

Fortunately, the coolness is no longer hot, after all, summer is coming.

Ji walked to the low shed where the homeless man was and squatted down, lifted the straw, and by the reflection of the oil lamp, he saw the homeless man leaning on one of the stakes.

He was still wearing old clothes and shoes sent by Widow Xie when the weather was about to be hot, and under them were broken straw mats and old bedding.

He was half-seated on it, his head hanging down, silent.

Ji didn't know if he was asleep, so he shouted a few times tentatively, but he didn't see any reaction.

I guess I was asleep.

Ji glanced at the large bowl of noodles specially left in his hand, and said to himself helplessly: "When you wake up, the noodles are also lumpy......"

In the middle of the night, not only did she and the villagers who helped her find her not bother to eat, but the homeless man and Dabao were also hungry.

Dabao is now full of food and drink, and has fallen asleep, and the homeless man is starving and falling asleep......

Ji put down the bowl and put down the straw again, and then returned with the oil lamp.

And after she left, the homeless man who seemed to be asleep raised his head slightly.

Through the gap between the wooden pillar and the straw curtain, what he looked at was clearly the direction of Ji's departure.

Ji, who didn't know anything about this, locked the door of the prison, washed up and got on the kang, and just turned off the lights and lay down, he felt the quilt next to him move to his side.

Ji turned sideways, reached over and touched Dabao's cheek.

"Didn't sleep?"

"Wake up."

Dabao is shallow, but any movement can wake him up.

And this little guy doesn't know if he has radar, as long as Ji is not around, no matter how good he sleeps, he will wake up quickly.

Seeing that he was going to move to his side, Ji patted him across the quilt: "Be honest, don't you want to?" It's best for your feet not to move right now and go to sleep quickly. ”

Dabao really didn't move, but he didn't close his eyes obediently.

He turned his head sideways at Ji and said slowly, "Bit, bad, egg." ”

Ji thought about it for a while, and then understood the meaning of this.

She warned Dabao over and over again that she couldn't bite.

Dabao slowly changed the problem of biting.

She also said that when she meets a stranger, or bullies him, or coaxes him away with food, they are all bad people, and bad people can bite.

Dabao also kept it in mind.

Not only did I remember it, but I also applied it in practice, and I escaped with it.

Widow Xie said that she was afraid, and she didn't dare to think about what to do if Dabao was really lost.

She wasn't.

Fortunately, those terrible things did not happen, but fortunately, Dabao was still by her side at this moment.

Rather than thanking God, Ji is more grateful to the homeless.

Thinking about the previous defense against him, I don't regret it.

The heart of defense is indispensable, which is not the same thing as gratitude.

It's just that Ji feels that he can be kind to others in the future, after all, he has saved his only relative, after all, ...... Blame him.

Ji Youyou chatted with Dabao without saying a word.

From his intermittent words, I can be regarded as understanding the general course of the whole thing.

It was not much different from what she had guessed.

It's just one of Dabao's words that caught her attention.

"You're saying that those two traffickers were specifically sought out?" Widow Xie was taken aback.

Because he was too late last night, the Hu family did not come out of the stall today, and after eating, Widow Xie brought Hu Dacheng over and asked him to accompany Dabao in person.

To put it aside in the past, Hu Dacheng and some trouble. Apologize to the little mud egg who is smaller than yourself, it's too much of a fall.

But this time he was honest, and he bowed to Dabao decently.

It seems that when Widow Xie goes back, she should have a good "heart-to-heart" with him.

Widow Xie asked again.

Ji nodded.

When the two men grabbed Dabao and went to the entrance of the village, the short man urged the tall man to hurry up.

But the tall man said, "What are you afraid of, there is a debtor and a debtor, if they are really caught, there is nothing for us, let them find the person they should find." ”

Of course, this is not Dabao's original words, but Ji pieced together based on his fragmented narrative.

However, when he retold it to Dabao, Dabao nodded, and the meaning was not much worse.

"Can't you? Who can do this lack of virtue! Not afraid of being scolded to death by the villagers? ”

Widow Xie instinctively did not believe this speculation.

It's all from the same village, even if there are some stumbles and scolding on weekdays, they won't do such a desperate thing to retaliate, what a ruthless heart, what a big hatred!

"You said that you and Dabao lived behind closed doors, and you didn't offend anyone, who can ......"

Looking at Qing Lingling's gaze from last season, Widow Xie paused, and suddenly felt blessed in her heart: "Are you suspicious of the old Ji family?" ”

Ji doesn't hide his suspicions.

Zhu's meeting with a strange man at the entrance of the village, even if someone later helped her prove that it was a pure misunderstanding, Ji was still skeptical.

No more, no less, exactly two.

Not bad, one tall and one thin.

If it's a coincidence, it's too much of a coincidence.

Huang Juncai and his cousin happened to come to Dafeng Village that day, and Zhu happened to appear at the entrance of the village at that point, and happened to meet the two who were lost.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, so many coincidences collide together, I'm afraid it can't be called a coincidence.

"In good conscience, I also think that the Zhu family is not a thing, but if you want to say that she has the courage to sell people, this is ......"

Widow Xie shook her head, feeling that Ji was looking too highly at the Zhu family, and the Zhu family's suspicions had been cleared.

Ji had a relatively thorough understanding of the essence of the Zhu family, so he did not deny Widow Xie's statement.

"Even if the Zhu family has the courage, they don't have the brain. According to her rectum to the end, she really wanted to sell the treasure, so she grabbed it herself, and she would never think of entrusting others in a circle. ”

"So what do you mean...... Do you suspect that someone is helping the Zhu family? ”

Seeing Ji nodded, Widow Xie asked in surprise: "Is it Old Man Ji and Mrs. Kang?!" ”

Ji Qingshan and Kang Pozi...... They can indeed use the Zhu clan as a gun.

But in that case, what to do to sell Dabao, it should be her who sells.

Although it is not unsold before.

And Ji carefully thought about the reaction of the two at the time, and confirmed that they should not know.

She had another object of suspicion in her mind.

At that time, she used a knife against Zhu's family, and Zhu was so panicked that she didn't ask for help from Ji Qingshan, who was in charge, nor did she call Mrs. Kang and Ji Lianhuai, but shouted Ji Xiu'e vigorously.

At the moment of life and death, those who can think of it are either relatives who trust and are reluctant, or people who are sure to save themselves.

In my memory, Zhu and Ji Xiu'e didn't get along very well, when did the two become so good?

Is it possible to be a close friend in the boudoir who intersects with life and death?

Season is more inclined to the second speculation.

So the question is, why is Zhu so sure that Ji Xiu'e can save herself?