Ning Yangyang's heart became excited in an instant, and the emotions of complaining about Meng Shudong also disappeared all of a sudden.

She pinched the piece of newspaper and couldn't wait to go to Mr. Xie now and ask him where the old newspapers were.

Ning Yangyang still remembers Liu Changqing's appearance of wanting to "shark" the newspaper at that time, and after Ning Yangyang found out, he also tried to destroy the newspaper if he was suspected, and there must be very key evidence in that issue of the newspaper!

At the thought of this, she was not sleepy, and she tossed and turned all night.

As soon as it was dark in the morning, Ning Yangyang got up and pushed open the door and almost didn't startle Grandma Meng, who was having breakfast.

"What's up, Yangyang?" Grandma Meng asked.

"I was late last time, and this time I got up early to go to school!" Ning Yangyang grabbed the warm nest head on the pot and ran straight out.

"What's going on with this kid today? Isn't it Sunday? "Grandma Meng's second monk was confused.

Ning Yangyang remembered that Sun Sheng said before that when he was in school, he saw Teacher Xie farming, and after several months of life, Ning Yangyang found that almost all the teachers of Laifu Middle School lived near the back mountain, as long as he was in a hurry, he was not afraid of not finding Teacher Xie who might still be drinking gruel and preparing to go to school.

But she walked through several ridges in a row, but she didn't find Teacher Xie.

Ning Yangyang clenched the little newspaper in his hand, and was a little anxious in his heart, it was better to find this matter outside the school, if she looked for Teacher Xie at school, not only would it be a special delay in time, but she was also easily caught by Teacher Zhang and said that she was not serious about learning English.

"Do you know where Mr. Xie's house is?" Ning Yangyang saw an old lady and walked up the ridge, there was a little fog behind the mountain in the morning, and the old grandmother was a little slippery, so Ning Yangyang hurriedly helped her up.

"Are you looking for Teacher Xie?" The old lady asked steadily, and thanked her tremblingly.

Ning Yangyang nodded hurriedly, only to see the old grandmother pointing to the house in the distance, "This is my house, and Teacher Xie's house is so many ridges behind my house." ”

"Thank you!"

Ning Yangyang sprinted directly over, and far away, she saw Teacher Xie sitting in the backyard of his house drinking porridge.

"Thank you, teacher!" Ning Yangyang ran out of breath.

"Did something happen, Ning Yangyang?"

"I found something before I went to school, and now I'm here to ask you!" Ning Yangyang stuffed the newspaper into Teacher Xie's hand.

"Isn't it a question assigned yesterday?" Mr. Xie lowered his head and looked at the question carefully.

"It's pretty good." Teacher Xie praised.

"It's not this, it's not this." Ning Yangyang waved her hand, and she pointed to the lower right corner of the newspaper.

"Do you still have an impression of this old newspaper?" Ning Yangyang asked expectantly.

"That's it." Teacher Xie frowned, trying to remember.

"I pulled half of the newspaper from home yesterday to print the title for you, and half pulled it at home, but why do you ask this?" Teacher Xie was puzzled.

"It has information that is especially important to me!" Ning Yangyang looked at Teacher Xie expectantly.

"Think about it," Mr. Xie put down the porridge bowl and shouted into the room, "Wife, where did you pack up the half-pulled newspaper I tore off yesterday?" ”

"That old newspaper, you say?" The master came out of the house, "I packed the eggs, didn't your mother say that she would go to the town to sell them in the market today." ”

"All the eggs?" Ning Yangyang snorted.

"yes, oh yes, there's a little bit left." The lady pointed to the scraps of paper that were thrown in the backyard and rolled in the wind, "I took this pad when I scraped the scales. ”

Ning Yangyang hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation, only to see that the newspaper was covered with fish scales, and it was still stained with the blood and mucus of the fish that had been dried up.

Ning Yangyang didn't care about being nauseous, so he quickly checked it out.

It was the front page of the newspaper at that time, and the date was also correct, and the fishy smell on the newspaper drilled into his nose regardless of it, Ning Yangyang pinched his nose and carefully checked the contents inside.

The agricultural science and technology talked about have nothing to do with the hidden plot that Ning Yangyang had previously envisioned.

Ning Yangyang looked at the old newspapers that were blown up by the wind on the ground, and his heart was like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Even if you kill 10,000 by mistake, you can't let one go, Ning Yangyang struggled for a while, and still chose to put the half of the fold bar and the newspaper that had already written the homework.

"Where's the newspaper that wraps the eggs, you say?" Ning Yangyang turned around and asked his wife.

"I was taken to town by my grandmother." My wife said.

Ning Yangyang's heart once again galloped over 10,000 alpacas, "Do I still have time to stop it?" ”

"I guess so." Teacher Xie looked up at the sky, "My mother shouldn't have been gone for long, so she just drank a bowl of gruel." ”

"Teacher, I'll take half a day off first! I'll explain it to you later! ”

Ning Yangyang hurriedly ran out of the door, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he remembered something and turned around, "What kind of clothes is grandma wearing?" ”

"Big flower shirt, green turban." Shi Niang shouted from afar, she saw that Ning Yangyang ran in the opposite direction, and hurriedly corrected it.

"To get to town, go south!"

"Gotcha!"

After Ning Yangyang ran away, Teacher Xie asked his wife a little confused, "Isn't it Saturday today, why did this kid ask me for leave." ”

"It's not that you force people to do their homework every day, and the time is gone."

"But what is that kid desperately looking for that old newspaper for?" Teacher Xie was puzzled, and neither was the teacher.

The road to the town was downhill, and Ning Yangyang ran south, and along the way, he could see suspicious characters wearing big flower shirts and green turbans.

When he recognized the seventh person wrongly, and after the system smiled and congratulated her on getting seven unlucky points, Ning Yangyang scratched his head anxiously.

She felt like she couldn't go down in a haystack like this.

She thought about a TV commercial she watched when she was a child, which was a bad move, but now face and social presence don't matter anymore.

Ning Yangyang ran to a mound of dirt on the side of the road with one arrow step, put his hands together and shouted.

"Thank you, teacher! Teacher Xie shouted that you have something to do when you go home! There's something wrong with that box of eggs! ”

When she snorted three times in a row, and her throat was dry and out of breath, an old lady walked up to her.

"What's wrong with this egg, boy?" Aunt Xie was wearing a colorful and green shirt, with eggs in one hand and a waist in the other.

"It's not that there's a problem with your egg, it's this paper ......" Ning Yangyang's mouth was dry, and he choked several times when he spoke.

"What's the matter, can't you wrap eggs in newspaper?" Aunt Xie was puzzled.

Ning Yangyang's throat was dry and speechless, and she said to the system in her heart, "Five unlucky points, I'll exchange that Sydney paper." ”

For a moment, a pale green paper appeared in his hand behind his back.

"You baby, what are you doing, I'm still in a hurry to catch the market, if I go late, there will be no place to sell." Mrs. Xie was in a hurry.

Ning Yangyang took out the pear paper, "Grandma Xie, I'm here to decorate your eggs, this paper can not only be folded to absorb shock, but also lined with this egg is very beautiful." ”

Ning Yangyang kneaded the pear paper into a wrinkled shape, and took the small box of eggs under Mrs. Xie's surprised gaze.

She pulled the eggs out of the box one by one, took down the newspaper, and spread the Sydney paper on it.

For a while, it was like a bouquet of frangipani, and the old lady and little daughter-in-law on the side were stunned.

"What the hell is this, why is it still shining in the sun?"

"Mrs. Xie, you always take this to the town for such a stop, don't talk about whether it is a place to set up a stall, the people in the town must be rushing to buy it!"

There was even more applause to ask Ning Yangyang, "Doll, where did you get this from?" ”

Ning Yangyang pursed his lips with a smile, clutched the newspaper in his hand and prepared to slip away quickly.

Zhang Cuilan, who was about to enter the town to catch the market, looked at the circle of people in wonder, she was just about to go up to join in the fun, when she saw Ning Yangyang pinching something out of the pile of big flower shirts, and hurriedly walked back.

A not-so-good premonition came up in her heart, and she subconsciously raised her foot to follow and take a look.

"Sister Zhang, entering the town is not in this direction." Aunt Zhou, who went to the town with her on the side, reminded her.

"I'm not going today." Zhang Cuilan said and walked quickly.

"Mrs. Xie," Zhang Cuilan grabbed Mrs. Xie's arm and asked, "What did that woman come to you for?" ”

"Help me change the backing." Mrs. Xie looked at Zhang Cuilan suspiciously, "What, you want to buy it." ”

Zhang Cuilan swept the Sydney paper lined with eggs in the box, which was a novelty she had never seen, and she asked Mrs. Xie, "Then what did your old man use as a pad?" ”

"It's not me who said, why do you little daughter-in-law talk so much, you have to inquire about everything when Sesame is big." Mrs. Xie gave her a strange look.

"What the hell?"

"Old newspapers, how strange are you?" Mrs. Xie muttered and left.

Zhang Cuilan didn't have time to think about it, and immediately followed Ning Yangyang.

What is there to do with this dead ghost Ning Yang Yang Fei, this old nose vigorously ran over to change the newspaper.

Zhang Cuilan followed behind Ning Yangyang not far away, her doubts became deeper and deeper, she still can't forget Ning Yangyang's cruel words when she broke up with her family that day.

She turned a corner, ready to wait for the sick seedling to breathe and rest halfway.

But what made her even more strange was that Ning Yangyang, who was tired from working for a long time, ran faster and faster after reading the newspaper in her hand for a few seconds, and she couldn't catch up with her even harder.

Live haunted.

Zhang Cuilan didn't know how long she had been following, and finally she couldn't keep up, she stood in place, watching Ning Yangyang run away, thinking to herself, isn't there anything to worry about just a broken newspaper.

"Broken newspapers, newspapers." Zhang Cuilan turned around and was about to continue walking towards the town, but when she saw Aunt Zhou's back from afar, she chuckled in her heart.

Ning Yang has to find the newspaper so hard, wouldn't she know the secret of her mother's death back then!

She chuckled in her heart, and she didn't care whether the sun was big or not, and she ran to the village again.

Ning Yangyang turned a corner, and seeing that there was no one around, she unfolded the newspaper in her hand stained with mud and scattered chicken droppings.

There was still nothing she wanted, but she didn't give up, and saw the key words next to the torn canine newspaper.

Children in Laifushan Village went missing

She immediately rushed out, this whole newspaper may not be able to be found, but just based on these keywords, as long as Mr. Xie reads books and reads the newspaper, he will definitely be able to say one, two, three!