Chapter 61 "The tip of the needle is the same as the wheat mang." ”
She doesn't have much contact with Jiang Xin at present, and she only knows that the other party is a green tea drama who loves acting, but compared to Qiu Juanzi, Jiang Xin's malice towards her is not so great.
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Lu didn't understand why Jiang Xin wanted to send it, but she wasn't worried, mainly because Jiang Xin didn't see how cheap she could get from Wei Zhao.
As for Jiang Xin's idea, see the move......
The nights in the countryside are quiet, people have little entertainment, and most of them go to rest early because of the physical exertion of working during the day.
Zhiqing Point is close to the back mountain, and from time to time you can hear the sound of insects coming from the back mountain.
The next room quarreled again over a trivial matter.
Tang Xin suspected that the soap he put in the bathroom was secretly used, and the evidence was that the soap was wrapped with a long hair, and her hair was very short, so someone must have stolen her soap!
She was so angry that she took the hair and pointed at Sang and scolded Huai in the room.
"I don't know if some people are so poor that they can't even afford to sell soap, so they have to use someone else's! Even if you use it secretly, you still leave hair on it, and you don't know which poor ghost this half-length hair is? ”
Tang Xin had the object of suspicion in his heart.
She has been with Zhang Aihua and Jiang Xin for many years, and this has not happened before, so it is likely that the hands and feet of the new educated youth are not clean, but the hair of Lin Lu and Wen Jing in the next room is black and straight, and their character and conditions should not lack soap.
Then it could be Qiu Juanzi!
Qiu Juanzi had a lot of contradictions with her, maybe it was really her who secretly used her own soap, Tang Xin, who wanted to think that he was unlucky, felt that it was possible the more he thought about it, and he couldn't get angry, so he moved this matter to the table.
Qiu Juanzi was originally gloating about Tang Xin's, but when she saw Tang Xin looking at her from time to time, her expression seemed to say that she was a thief, and she was immediately annoyed and pointed at Tang Xin: "What do you mean?" You think I'm stealing your soap? ”
Tang Xin thought to himself, that's right, I just think you stole my things!
But his face pretended to be innocent, and his eyes rolled, "I didn't name and say who it was, you sat down by yourself, is it really you?" ”
Zhang Aihua looked helpless: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, it's not a big deal, don't hurt the harmony." ”
Qiu Juanzi's chest rose and fell in anger, "Who cares about your broken soap?" I'll go pick up a big bag and come back tomorrow! ”
Tang Xin shrugged, "What are you angry about, I didn't say anything about you." Since you didn't steal it, don't sit down. ”
Take a seat with the right number——
Jiang Xin, who was lying on the bed thinking about things, heard this word, and recalled in his mind what happened on the pig farm today, and Lin Lu, the little, also used this word when he scolded her for being a fly.
Jiang Xin's mood instantly fell to the bottom, she suddenly straightened up from the bed, her eyes were full of flames and looked around, and she saw the expressions of the three of them in her eyes.
She pulled a face and said, "It's a big night, what's noisy, it's sick, right?" It's even more long-tongued than Aunt Li at the village gate, and she quarrels over trivial things for three days, and she doesn't look like a young man at all. ”
In a word, indiscriminate attacks.
The three of them were startled by the roar of Jiang Xin, who had always had a low sense of existence and was silent, and were stunned for a few seconds.
Tang Xin pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "What are we arguing about?" If someone hadn't secretly used my soap, I would have bothered to say so much? ”
Qiu Juanzi is also very dissatisfied, they are long-tongued women, so what are you Jiang Xin?
Usually gloomy and compassionate, he doesn't say a word at all. Being sick is like changing people, like Lin Lu is a weak and disgusting person, saying key things is like she is bullying, she is speechless and upset, such Jiang Xin looks like a little educated youth?
Zhang Aihua was a little embarrassed, the atmosphere was too stiff, she barely maintained the smile on her face, but her tone was a little depressed: "Okay, don't argue, everyone is tired for a day, go busy with your own business, don't talk about this topic." Every once in a while, she also felt irritable.
Zhang Aihua's face, everyone still has to give.
Tang Xin threw away the piece of soap that had been used, kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, reached into the quilt with one hand, took out a villain book from it, and turned one of the pages, "If you don't say it, don't say it, I'm too lazy to talk to you." ”
Qiu Juanzi stared at the soap on the ground, her eyes were like knives, her face was gloomy, she felt that her face was also thrown on the ground like soap, obviously it would not be stolen by her, if she doesn't make it clear now, what if everyone mistakenly thinks she used it?
But Zhang Aihua kept stopping her, as if she was afraid that she would quarrel, and Qiu Juanzi could only give up.
The atmosphere in the next room froze, and no one spoke for half a while.
Wen Jing looked helpless, opened her mouth at Lin Lu, and said silently, "It's quarreling again." ”
The atmosphere over there was so strange that they didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of getting angry.
"The tip of the needle is the same as the wheat man." Lin Lu got used to it, she dried her hair and prepared to go to bed.
Her routine has always been normal and regular, and she never stays up late, because she knows that staying up late hurts her skin and liver, and the damage caused is almost irreversible.
She yawned, blinked her eyes sleepily, and said to Wen Jing, who was still reading a book on the side, "I'll go to bed first." ”
"Okay, you go to sleep first, I won't make noise to you." Wen Jing made the movement of flipping through the books smaller, and she picked up the books again since she signed up to give lectures in the literacy class. As the saying goes, give someone a glass of water, and you must have a bucket of water for yourself, and now she has time to read books and newspapers, and gain more knowledge, so as not to ask others that she can't answer.
Lin Lu was surprised when she heard this, suspecting that Wen Jing knew the news that the college entrance examination would resume in advance, but she dispelled this conjecture, Wen Jing might just like to read.
Lin Lu tried to tell Wen Jing about the recovery of the college entrance examination, but she couldn't say it, she also tried in various ways, but they all failed, and there was something in the dark that prevented her from telling others about the future, so she lost her mind.
However, according to Wen Jing's current learning momentum, where is she going, at most, Wen Jing secretly reminds her and encourages her when she doesn't want to study.
Lin Lu lay on the bed and covered the quilt, closed her eyes and prepared to sleep beautifully, but she always felt that she had forgotten something, and after thinking about it, she really couldn't remember the sleepiness.
Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal anyway.
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The next day, Lin Lu, who got up early, was in a good state of mind, she washed lightly, lit a kerosene lamp in the house, and anointed the mirror.
The anointing oil has a faint fragrance, it smells very good, not to mention hydration, it is also very useful for repairing sunburn, it is Lin Lu bought it back in the foreign exchange market at a large price, and she rubs it every morning and evening, so she has been in the countryside for so long, and she is still white and tender without tanning.
Lin Lu touched her delicate and smooth face, and was very satisfied with the creamy touch.
After rubbing the anointing oil, Lin Lu picked up the small satchel on the table, crossed her body, combed the hair on her chest, and when she looked down, she saw the black cloth bag pressed under the small satchel.
It was the bag that Jiang Xin gave to Wei Zhao yesterday.
She remembered!
I forgot to give this thing to Jiang Xin yesterday.
Lin Lu looked at the time on his wrist, six o'clock in the morning, although the people in the village are used to getting up early, but because they don't have to go to work in the morning today, the other educated youth houses are still quiet, and it is not realistic to give Jiang Xin now.
Tuo Wenjing gave it to her, in case Jiang Xin didn't let go, it would be troublesome for Wenjing, who didn't know, to explain.
Lin Lu thought about it, let's wait for her to come back and then give it to Jiang Xin, she is in a hurry to meet Wei Zhao now, and Jiang Xin's matter is the back.