Listening to the sneaky tiptoeing sound, Ning Yangyang hid under the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had never looked forward to someone sneaking into her room to find something.

Ning Yangyang's heart was pounding, and he only heard Zhang Cuilan pretending to shout over there, "Old Meng's grandmother, old Meng's ......"

No one answered, and Grandma Meng was planting vegetables in the field, without knowing about it.

Ning Yangyang was almost laughed out loud by Zhang Cuilan's shout of "Old Meng's Milk".

Zhang Cuilan first touched the corners of the hall, and probably saw that there was nothing to find on the four walls of Grandma Meng's house, and then she rushed straight into Grandma Meng's room with an arrow.

Ning Yangyang listened intently, and after squirming inside for a while, Zhang Cuilan scolded and came out, probably looking for it to no avail.

Next, only the closed room of Meng Shudong and the room where Ning Yangyang left a crack were left for Zhang Cuilan.

She watched as Zhang Cuilan secretly pushed the door of her room open a crack, and after making sure that no one was there, she strode over to her desk.

Ning Yangyang pressed under the textbook, and the old newspaper full of topics was pulled out by Zhang Cuilan.

From this angle, she can't see what Zhang Cuilan's expression is now, but from the time she looked at it over and over for a long time, it seemed that she didn't succeed in opening her mouth to say the quintessence of the country.

Ning Yangyang breathed tightly, because Zhang Cuilan squatted down and began to pull the things under the bed.

She covered her mouth and nose and hibernated silently in the innermost part.

"System, why don't you say there is no monitoring in this era, otherwise I can record her like this and directly sue her for trespassing on the house."

Ning Yangyang said in his heart, the system's calm and inorganic voice sounded, "Each world has its own principles, please abide by them, and please pay attention, fifteen unlucky points have been detected, please seize the opportunity to avoid or obtain these fifteen unlucky points." ”

Hearing the bad luck, Ning Yangyang's throat choked.

Could it be that Zhang Cuilan will take out everything under the bed and rummage through it?!

She would really appreciate being so indomitable!!

Ning Yangyang's gaze quickly swept across the system store,

Buy a gunfight? What if the sky goes out and the house collapses?

Do you want to buy camouflage tent cloth? What kind of new type of Dafa is this?

Ning Yangyang was speechless for a while, ready to honestly take on fifteen unlucky points.

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Zhang Cuilan was really speechless, she took out a bunch of messy things from under the bed, Lao Meng's grandmother's house looked like a poor family with four walls, and the old objects and waste products that she was reluctant to throw away were thrown here.

She rummaged through it, but didn't find it, looking at the large bunch of bundled sundries under the bed, Zhang Cuilan herself was directly numb.

"Damn Ning Yangyang, where did you hide your things?"

The pile of tattered copper and iron was kicked back to the bottom of the bed by her, and Ning Yangyang didn't pay attention to it, and it was violently affected.

"Congratulations on earning five bad luck points." The sound of the system sounded on time.

Ning Yang Yang said in his heart: "I thank you!" ”

Seeing Zhang Cuilan pushing things inside regardless of the outside, Ning Yangyang hurriedly dragged the plastic turtle back out from the system store and blocked it in front of him.

The ping-pong rang out loud, and under the reliable blocking of the plastic turtle's back, Ning Yangyang was still affected to an unprotected place.

Until Zhang Cuilan stuffed all the things back roughly, Ning Yangyang lived up to the expectations of the system and was happy to mention fifteen unlucky points.

She wanted to cry and hide in the middle of a pile of waste products, waiting for Zhang Cuilan to search Meng Shudong's house.

Fortunately, it was not too late, and Meng Shudong would not get up until noon according to his previous schedule.

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Zhang Cuilan looked at the last door, in fact, she didn't have any hope in her heart, but she came.

She pushed open the door as she did the same, and when she entered, she was almost startled by Meng Shudong, who was lying upright on the bed.

"Hell yes, who still sleeps in the daytime." Seeing Meng Shudong like that, Zhang Cuilan scolded in a low voice.

Someone was sleeping, and she didn't dare to move too much, only daring to glance at the table.

But it was these two eyes that swept things out.

Inside the soybean oil lamp, there seems to be no paper scraps that have been burned clean.

Zhang Cuilan glanced nervously at Meng Shudong, who was still sleeping, walked in front of the soybean oil lamp, and fished out the scraps of paper.

It may be that after being soaked in oil for a long time, the words that are already difficult to read become more unrecognizable.

Zhang Cuilan didn't know a few words, so she was even more anxious to scratch her ears and cheeks.

She pointed the words at the window, trying to distinguish them, but the words on the front and back sides were overlapped, and the sun was even more incomprehensible, Zhang Cuilan was at a loss, she cast her eyes on the bed, and even had an absurd and bold idea in her heart.

Why don't you call Meng Shudong up and let him recognize him.

As a result, as soon as Zhang Cuilan turned her head, she saw that Meng Shudong had sat up without knowing when, looking at her expressionlessly.

The eyes are cold, or rather, there is a sense of inhumanity.

"!" Zhang Cuilan jumped on the spot in fright.

She looked at Meng Shudong's eyes in a daze, Zhang Cuilan was a rough person, she couldn't describe the weird feeling she felt when she looked at Meng Shudong, she just felt that this look didn't look like a person.

It's scary.

But Zhang Cuilan has seen some storms and waves, she relied on her age, and after a short panic, she calmed down.

But before she could speak, Meng Shudong spoke first.

He said, "You want me to help you see if it's the newspaper you're looking for." ”

Zhang Cuilan was terrified, when she was still an autumn tiger, she began to shiver inexplicably.

"You, how... How do you know? She stammered.

Meng Shudong smiled clearly, like a god overlooking the ants, Zhang Cuilan was stared at by him and sweated all over his body.

"Don't panic, you won't remember anything when you get out of this door."

He spoke softly, and Zhang Cuilan's eyes were strange.

"I don't remember anything when I went out." She spoke, following in an ethereal voice.

"And the crumbs you see are the newspaper you're looking for, and you've destroyed it." Meng Shudong looked into her eyes and said extremely patiently.

"This is the newspaper I was looking for, and I've destroyed it." Zhang Cuilan muttered.

"Okay, you can go now, remember to go to Ning Yangyang's room and tidy up everything under the bed, it's a mess."

"Let's go, tidy up everything under the bed." Zhang Cuilan raised her steps as if sleepwalking and walked outside.

After Zhang Cuilan walked out with a sluggish expression, Meng Shudong's expression became indifferent again, and even a little innocent, he lay down and continued to sleep.

Ning Yangyang just crawled out from under the bed and stuffed the pile of things back, as delicate as when she was working, she still heard the subtle sound of the wooden door when Zhang Cuilan pushed the door.

Not good, she thought to herself.

Looking at the messy quilt on the bed, she directly drilled into the quilt with an old lady.

As soon as Ning Yangyang hid, Zhang Cuilan pushed the door directly in, and after she came in, she inexplicably went straight to Ning Yangyang's bedside, she looked through the gap in the quilt and felt a trace of fear.

The quilt was very hot, and Ning Yangyang, who was covering, was speechless, what did Zhang Cuilan mean by killing a horse pistol.

She watched incomprehensibly as Zhang Cuilan dragged everything out from under the bed, and then began to tidy it up as if she had been tricked.

Ning Yangyang rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at this incredible scene.

I saw Zhang Cuilan carefully fold the broken copper and iron and some old bedding that were already worn out, and pushed them into the innermost place under the bed.

No, this is very unfair.

What Zhang Cuilan is like to work, Ning Yangyang knows it very well, if she can, she won't do it, and she will clean up everything like a concubine, where will she be so careful.

And Zhang Cuilan has to scold people when she works!

If you don't greet Ning Yangyang from head to toe, from top to bottom, she won't stop, what the hell is going on with her today.

I can't find something, I can't go back, and I'm angry and OOC?!

Thinking of this, Ning Yangyang tried her best to hold back her laughter, and the whole person was shaking with the quilt, Zhang Cuilan was just busy cleaning up there as if she hadn't seen it, and it was directly a big move to change sex.

Ning Yangyang held back until Zhang Cuilan packed up and went out, and she found that Zhang Cuilan also took the door intimately.

She immediately jumped out of the quilt and knocked on Meng Shudong's door with great sweat.

This time she knocked twice, and Meng Shudong opened the door abnormally.

"What's wrong?" He rubbed his eyes.

"Have you ever seen Zhang Cuilan like that?" Ning Yangyang painted, "She made a mess under the bed in my room before. ”

"Guess what she did next?"

"What for?" Meng Shudong was ignorant.

"She turned back and cleaned up the bottom of the bed for me as if she had taken the wrong medicine." Ning Yangyang sighed as he spoke, and as she spoke, Ning Yangyang remembered, "I sprinkled that part of the crumbs in the soybean oil lamp, and she found out, didn't she?" ”

Meng Shudong nodded and spoke, "She also asked me why she burned that newspaper and scolded me for having something wrong with my brain." ”

Ning Yangyang shook his head again and again when he heard this, how could this person be like this.

How can you bully the Meng family so cutely that they don't understand anything.

"This time it's finally over." Meng Shudong looked at Ning Yangyang's sweaty face and pointed, "You have a lot of sweat on your head, do you want to wipe it." ”

As soon as he reminded him, Ning Yangyang remembered his quilt, and he rushed from under the bed to bed in a hurry, how much dust had to be stained.

"I don't want to thank you for this great kindness, I want to think about how to thank you." Ning Yangyang wiped his head with his sleeve, "Now I have to go back and drag the quilt out to dry, Zhang Cuilan's operation has made my room smell." ”

"I'm with you."

Meng Shudong stretched his waist and took out a nest head from the house to eat.

"Thank you." When he was eating breakfast, he said this very cluelessly.

Ning Yangyang didn't hear it, she pulled the cover to hang on the rope outside, and looked at Zhang Cuilan in the distance like a marionette, walking back stiffly.

She burst out laughing.

Next, with the evidence, she can sort out the clues and think about how to reveal the truth!