32 successfully stole the letters

Ning Yishu was half frightened to death.

Looking back, it was Ning Kexin.

She breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest: "You want to scare me to death!" ”

In case it is Zhang Cuifen, it will be a lot of trouble.

"What are you doing?" Ning Xin stood at the door, looking surprised.

From the time Ning Yishu asked Li Xiumei to go out for a walk, Ning Kexin felt that something was wrong.

She deliberately made Li Xiumei angry, just like to see what Ning Yishu was going to do.

As a result, her sister did not come to her, but entered the house of the second uncle and the second aunt.

Ning Yishu was embarrassed: "I said to borrow something, do you believe it?" ”

Ning Kexin pursed his lips: "Do you think, will I believe it?" ”

Ning Yishu smiled.

She didn't believe it herself.

But what can be done?

It can't be said that he came to steal the second uncle's private letters.

"Sister, do you treat me as your own sister?" Ning Kexin also walked into the house, closed the door, and forced Ning Yishu to ask.

Ning Yishu said: "Of course it's my sister, it's closer than my father." ”

This is a bit excessive, but if you want to coax Ning Kexin, you have to talk sweetly.

Ning Kexin listened to it, and he was indeed very happy.

But when you should ask, you should continue to ask: "When I was your sister, tell me the truth, why did you come in?" ”

"......" can not be said.

"I'm looking for a sewing kit, remember it's in my second aunt's house." Ning Yishu made up another nonsense.

Ning Xin is not fooled: "You take me for a fool?" Are you stealing something? ”

"Let me guess what you stole from?"

"Passbook? Do you want the second uncle's family to become poor? ”

"......" has too many brains, why don't you become an online writer.

Oh, and computers aren't even widely available yet.

Ning Kexin was still guessing: "Confidential documents? What is at stake in national security? ”

"Why don't you talk about defending the Earth?" Ning Yishu couldn't listen anymore.

Let her be so entangled, and everyone will come back in a while.

Ning Yishu simply said: "I'm looking for a letter, a private letter between the second uncle and the woman!" ”

"What?" Ning Kexin, a high school student, didn't think it was so fragrant: "Second uncle, woman, private letters? ”

Like in "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes", the token that Erin Adler stole about the glamorous story?

Ning Ke Xinlai's spirit: "Is there someone outside the second uncle?" How do you know? ”

...... "I don't know, nonsense, do you believe it?"

Ning Yishu didn't want to waste time: "You take the wind, I'll find the letter, quickly!" ”

She said it in a hurry, and Ning Kexin suddenly thought that she knew that her family would come back in a while, so she immediately went out to take care of the wind.

Ning Yishu hurried and rummaged through the drawers.

In the drawer, there are a lot of documents and all kinds of miscellaneous items.

There was no letter.

Ning Yishu was discouraged.

She held her chin and swept her gaze across the table.

No, there aren't many places where the second uncle can hide things.

Except for these two drawers, all other places were filled by Zhang Cuifen.

Well......

Ning Yishu wanted to go elsewhere and look for it again.

But when she turned around, she inadvertently looked at the desk again.

This time, she saw that something was wrong.

The desk is wide, but the drawers are short.

Ning Yishu's heart moved, squatted down, removed a drawer, and reached into it.

Sure enough, there are drawers.

She backhanded, a wad of letters, taped to it.

Ning Yishu tore it off directly and pulled out the letter.

Thick pile, in chronological order.

Luo Xiaohua said that when she was in school, she was afraid that her handwriting would not be correct, so she used a ruler to measure it underneath.

In the long run, no matter how it is, Luo Xiaohua is always used to turning horizontally.

The font on the envelope is Luo Xiaohua's, yes!

Ning Yishu's eyes were on fire, and he started reading it directly from the earliest one.

The date on the stamp indicates that this is three years ago.

At that time, Luo Xiaohua had just introduced Jiang Yuan to herself.

That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?

Ning Yishu pulled out the letter at once.

She quickly scanned the contents, and the more she looked at it, the darker her face became.

"Sister, grandma and second aunt have entered the hospital!"

Ning Kexin's nervous voice came in: "You come out quickly!" ”

Ning Yishu panicked, hurriedly stuffed the letter into his pocket, and pulled out two more letters, and the rest were glued back.

Wait for her to relock the drawer and come out of the bedroom.

Mrs. Ning and Zhang Cuifen happened to step into the living room.

"Why are you standing at my doorstep?" Ning Hao's eyes were sharp, and he immediately shouted.

Zhang Cuifen was holding Mrs. Ning, with a flattering face.

Hearing her son's call, she felt a thrill in her heart and looked up.

Ning Xin and Ning Yishu are not standing at the door of their bedrooms.

"What are you two sneaking around, stealing?" Zhang Cuifen glared, and when she opened her mouth, she gave people a characterization.

Ning Kexin was young and a little scared, hiding behind Ning Yishu.

This behavior fell into Zhang Cuifen's eyes, and it was even more suspicious.

When she went up, she was going to drag Ning Kexin out.

Ning Yishu pushed her away and raised the sewing box in his hand: "I can't find the sewing kit, go to your house to get it, what's wrong?" ”

The sewing kit was fished from the bedside when she came out.

I didn't expect it to come in handy.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Cuifen didn't believe it.

Ning Yishu smiled: "Second aunt, what valuable treasure is hidden in your house, let me steal it?" ”

Zhang Cuifen raised her head: "Who knows if you only took the sewing kit, I have to search my body!" ”

"Search?" Ning Yishu sneered: "You are the dogleg next to your Mrs. Wang, and you are a person who searches your body and your home." ”

As soon as the summer vacation arrived, "Dream of Red Mansions" began to be broadcast on TV.

Zhang Cuifen looked at it energetically, flattering Mrs. Ning all day long and being Mother Jia, and she was blessed.

Ning Yishu is not uncommon to talk about her.

Mother Jia died in the end, so the old lady Ning was easy to coax.

Zhang Cuifen didn't understand Ning Yishu's words very well, but she also knew that this was scolding, didn't you hear the word "dog legs"?

She jumped three highs: "Don't be stubborn, I have cash, jewelry, and passbooks in my house!" ”

"Really?" Ning Yishu said softly: "I thought you had moved back to your parents' house with all these things?" ”

The Zhang family is also doing well, but they love to take advantage of small advantages.

Zhang Cuifen is even more bizarre, often transporting the good things of the Ning family to her mother's house openly and secretly.

Old Lady Ning counted down several times.

Ning Yishu's words were for Mrs. Ning.

Mrs. Ning favors Ning Hao, but Ning Hao's surname is Ning, and the Zhang family's surname is Zhang.

"Alright, just get a sewing kit!" Mrs. Ning's face fell: "They are all their own children, and their pocket money is higher than your man's salary, so they will look at your things!" ”

That's right.

Ning Yishu smiled and threw the sewing box on the table: "Forget it, the second aunt doesn't like me to touch her things, I'll buy a better one tomorrow!" ”

"......" Zhang Cuifen was mad.

But the old lady Ning opened her mouth to stand in line, and she still had to pick up money from the old lady's pocket, and she didn't dare to offend the old lady.

Little girls, sooner or later, you will look good!

Zhang Cuifen glared at Ning Yishu and Ning Kexin fiercely.

Taking advantage of Li Xiumei's absence, Ning Yishu said hello to Mrs. Ning, and pulled Ning Kexin upstairs to avoid causing trouble again.

When she returned to the house and closed the door, she wiped a cold sweat.

Ning Kexin was frightened: "It's so dangerous, fortunately you are improvised, did you find the letter?" ”

Ning Yishu's body shook, and the letter in his pocket was hot and angry.