Mrs. Song was anxious when she saw the situation, in case Yang Xiulian's bamboo basket contained the three hundred yuan she had stolen and given it to his brother after being sent to her mother's house, she would never be able to find it again.

She was too old to have a good leg and feet, so she commanded her daughter Song Dongmei: "Nizi, hurry up and stop them." ”

Song Dongmei is seventeen years old this year, two years older than Song Qingtian, but she is a head taller than her, she is the eldest in the family, deeply favored by Mrs. Song, in the countryside in the early eighties, the living conditions are so poor, and she still eats a round body.

Eating well, the body is strong and naturally strong, and he rushed up with an arrow step, and grabbed the bamboo basket in Yang Xiulian's hand.

Song Qingtian didn't expect Mrs. Song to directly let her sister-in-law do it, so she took the opportunity to push Song Dongmei.

Song Dongmei has a strong physique, and the thin Song Qingtian can compete with her, not only did she not push Song Dongmei, but she fell to the ground one by one.

Song Dongmei snorted and went directly to push Yang Xiulian, Yang Xiulian saw her daughter fall, worried that her daughter would be injured, so she didn't pay attention to the bamboo basket, but Song Dongmei took the opportunity to push her, and she also fell to the ground, and at the same time, the bamboo basket was knocked over, and more than a dozen eggs in the basket rolled out, and the egg yolks and egg whites were on the ground in an instant.

Song Dongmei saw that there was no money in the basket, and the eggs were also broken by herself, so she was a little weak-hearted, but in order to avoid responsibility, she shouted: "It turns out that my sister-in-law stole the eggs and sent them to her mother's house." ”

Who goes to relatives without some gifts?

Yang Xiulian is going back to her parents' house, and it is normal to bring some eggs, not to mention that the eggs brought are eggs laid by Yang Xiulian's own chickens.

Song Dongmei is the same as her mother, Mrs. Song, who is so unreasonable and reverses right and wrong.

When Yang Xiulian saw the broken eggs, her distressed eyes were red, and tears swirled in her eyes, only to fall. Feeding two old hens, she saved a dozen eggs for a month, and she was reluctant to eat them, so she wanted to sell them to Song Qingtian to pay for tuition, but Song Qingtian said that she wanted to see her uncle, so she took out the eggs.

Song Qingtian saw her mother's distressed appearance, got up and patted the soil on her body, her eyes were cold, like winter ice, staring at Song Dongmei as if she was going to fight with her.

Song Dongmei was used to bullying this little niece, and when she saw her vicious eyes for the first time, she couldn't help but take a step back.

Mrs. Song saw that there was indeed no missing three hundred yuan in Yang Xiulian's basket, so she pulled Song Dongmei and left.

The mother and daughter returned home, washed themselves, and hurried to their uncle's house empty-handed.

My uncle's village is called Yanghe Village, which is five or six miles away from Songhe Village, the village of Song Qingtian's family, and it takes less than an hour to walk to the entrance of Yanghe Village.

Dozens of wheat straw stacks are stacked in a wide open space at the entrance of Yanghe Village, and after the wheat harvest every summer, the wheat is crushed and threshed in the open field, and the wheat straw stalks are piled up in the open field as firewood.

At this moment, under a small stack of wheat straw, several children of six or seven years old are crowded.

The boy in the middle is about six years old, with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, holding a bag of colorful candy in his hand, holding it high to show off, causing several children next to him to drool.

In the early eighties, a candy was sold for a penny, and the children would get a few cents of pocket money during the New Year's holidays or when they came to the guests, and they would buy a few candies to have a good time.

The little boy with a tiger's head and a tiger brain actually had a bag of candy all of a sudden, how could he not let other children covet him.

Song Qingtian didn't hear what the group of children was saying clearly, but he recognized at a glance that the little boy holding the candy was his uncle's son Yang Yuning.

"Xiao Ning, come here."

When Song Qingtian shouted, Yang Yuning ran towards her happily.

"Auntie, Sister Qingtian."

Song Qingtian also knew the value of that bag of candy in this era, and his suspicion of Yang Yuting deepened, so he asked tentatively: "Xiao Ning, you have so much sugar, who bought it for you." ”

Yang Yuning looked around and whispered, "My sister said she wouldn't let me tell anyone." ”

Make matters worse by attempting a coverup!

A five- or six-year-old child, with Song Qingtian's forty-year-old IQ at the moment, how could he not know the hidden meaning behind this sentence.

Song Qingtian pulled Yang Yuning to his uncle's house, and his uncle Yang Hongqi took Song Qingtian's hand and asked long and short questions, and her aunt Song Qiuyue was also busy cooking food in the kitchen, and Yang Xiulian also joined in.

Yanghe Village, Songhe Village, are named because of the small river next to the village and the surname of the villager, when the Song River and the Yang River flow through Songhe Village and Yanghe Village for three or four miles, the confluence of the two rivers suddenly turned a bend at the downstream of the confluence, the curvature is exactly a semi-circular arc, like a ribbon wrapped around a village, this village is called Zhaojiawan.

Songhe Village, Yanghe Village, Zhaojiawan, and the three natural villages are a production team, called the Shuanghe Brigade.

The distance between the three villages of the Shuanghe Brigade is not far, and Song Qingtian's incident of jumping into the river yesterday soon spread throughout the three villages of the Shuanghe Brigade, and his uncle Yang Hongqi naturally heard about it, and originally planned to go to see his niece today, but he didn't expect them to arrive early.

Song Qingtian saw that her uncle Yang Hongqi cared about her very much, so she told her grandmother about the loss of 300 yuan.

Yang Hongqi frowned: "I only heard that you jumped into the river, it turns out that this is the case, when your aunt went back to her parents' house yesterday, this happened yet, right?" She didn't mention it when she came back yesterday. ”

Song Qingtian deliberately said loudly: "After the aunt and Yuting left, grandma's money was stolen." ”

Yang Hongqi was an honest man, and he didn't hear what Song Qingtian meant at that time, but he was clearly heard by Yang Yuting, who had just entered the door.

Yang Yuting has always hated this cousin, her name is Yu, her name is Qingtian, it is clearly against herself, and now the cousin's meaning has obvious hints, meaning that she and her mother Song Qiuyue stole her grandmother's money.

Yang Yuting was born a year later than Song Qingtian, only one day later than Song Qingtian, but she wanted to call her cousin. But Yang Yuting has never only called Song Qingtian's name, never cousin.

"Song Qingtian, what do you mean by talking like this? Saying that my mother and I just left my grandmother's money after we left, is this to frame us? ”

Yang Hongqi came back to his senses all of a sudden, and subconsciously asked his daughter: "Yuting, did you take your grandmother's money?" ”

"Dad, Song Qingtian is your daughter? Or am I your daughter? Yang Yuting looked dissatisfied, and glanced at Song Qingtian fiercely.

Song Qingtian responded to her with a roll of her eyes, and said deliberately: "My grandmother has gone to the Shuanghe Brigade Headquarters to report the case, and the security team of the Brigade Headquarters will soon come down to investigate." ”

Yang Yuting's eyes were a little complicated, showing a slightly weak look.

Song Qingtian is now forty years old, Yang Yuting is only fifteen years old, it is no problem to hang and beat him, this is just a little treacherous, Yang Yuting's expression is unnatural.

Song Qingtian continued: "If the people of the security regiment can't find out, my grandmother said that she would go to the Sanchuan Town Police Station to report the case, and I heard that the police station will lock up the black room if someone is caught, and even shoot someone. ”

The crime of stealing will not be executed in any era, Song Qingtian knows that people in this era are relatively simple, and they are not familiar with the rights of law enforcement agencies such as the police station, and the villagers only know that it will be very serious if they are caught by the police station, Song Qingtian just wants to scare Yang Yuting when he says this.

Yang Yuting is not very old, but her mind is meticulous, she also knows that stealing will not be as serious as Song Qingtian said, although she is a little panicked, she quickly calmed down.

"Song Qingtian, what do you mean by saying this at my house? I've heard that you stole my grandmother's money. ”

Song Qingtian didn't expect Yang Yuting to actually rebel against herself, she really underestimated this girl, no wonder she suffered in her hands since she was a child.

A clean conscience fears no false accusations.

Song Qingtian had other ways to do it, and she began to call out to Yang Yuning, who was playing on the side: "Xiao Ning, my sister wants to eat candy, do you still have it?" ”