"Jiang Xin, don't blame Uncle Dafu for saying this. Don't say Uncle Dafu doesn't believe it, I don't believe it either. Zhang Aihua looked at her as if he was looking at a person who had gone astray, and he wanted to bring people back to the right path with a bitter face, saying:

"You said you were missing one hundred and thirty-four yuan, and there were some food stamps and bicycle stamps or something, so tell us first, where did you get so much money? We've lived in the same yard for so long and haven't seen you use it...... Let's tell Uncle Dafu truthfully, let Uncle Dafu register, and we have a charter for things, right? ”

Jiang Xin broke down, tears rolling down: "I didn't lie to you!" I really have that much money! ”

Seeing Jiang Xin's expression like this, Tang Xin was a little hesitant in his heart, what if Jiang Xin really had so much money?

But knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, this is the truth she learned from Qiu Juanzi, and she was a little afraid that Jiang Xin was using everyone's sympathy to deceive people.

Tang Xin hesitated, but still preferred to believe what Jiang Xin said, after all, she had been with Jiang Xin for all these years, and she felt that Jiang Xin would not say anything.

"Why don't you tell us Jiang Xin first, where did you get so much money? Is there any evidence that you actually have that money? If there is evidence, it should be noted. ”

Her original intention was to speak for Jiang Xin.

But Jiang Xin looked panicked, his eyes flickered, and he said hesitantly: "I, I ......"

Jiang Xin, who had indeed been stolen so much money, was very confident, but at this time Tang Xin asked her where the money came from...... Her heart thumped!

She suddenly realized that the source of the money couldn't be said!

She knew the plot in the book, and took advantage of her foresight to learn that there was a spiritual grass growing in the depths of the back mountain, which was said to have the miraculous effect of living the dead with white bones.

Jiang Xin didn't know if it had this effect, but this spirit grass was extremely famous and expensive here.

This was originally an opportunity that belonged to Wei Zhao, but she took it away first, and she used the spirit grass to exchange it for one hundred and fifty yuan and a stack of tickets with a powerful person in the town.

The person who made the deal with her didn't look like a good person, and before leaving, he warned her not to tell her about this transaction, and the fierce eyes made her feel frightened, Jiang Xin didn't dare to tell everyone the source of the money.

Because strictly speaking, everything in the mountains is owned by the collective, it is a collective asset.

After all, the village is poor and eats the mountains, and the villagers go up the mountain to collect firewood, dig bamboo shoots, and occasionally catch hares, bamboo rats, and make tooth sacrifices, etc., everyone tacitly knows that they will not report it.

But if you pick something valuable like Lingcao privately, that is, digging the foot of the socialist wall and infringing on collective assets, you will be reported and criticized if you are discovered.

Buying and selling is the same crime!

The man didn't allow her to say it, giving Jiang Xin a hundred guts, and she didn't dare to say that she had sold a spirit grass!

Just when Jiang Xin was so panicked that he didn't know what to say, the people who went out to look for Qiu Juanzi came back.

Everyone was woken up by Jiang Xin's scream, and then hurriedly went out to look for Qiu Juanzi, during which everyone did not eat breakfast, and when they came back, they were all hungry and tired.

Lin Lu and Wen Jing were okay, Lin Lu was fed by Wei Zhao on the way, and she barely filled her stomach.

But the others couldn't stand it, and they didn't find it, so they came back first.

The return of everyone alleviated Jiang Xin's embarrassment of not being able to explain the excuse.

Especially with the appearance of Lin Lu, Jiang Xin saw Lin Lu as if he was a savior.

Jiang Xin was in a hurry, and suddenly thought, as long as someone can prove that she really has this money, wouldn't it?

Her eyes lit up, thinking of Wei Zhao and Lin Lu, both of whom were people who had come into contact with the black bag containing money.

Jiang Xin walked quickly to Lin Lu, grabbed her hand, pulled her to Wei Dafu, pointed at Lin Lu and said, "Lin Lu can prove that I do have that money!" I really got so much money stolen! ”

"Let go, it hurts to catch me." Lin Lu was caught off guard and pulled in front of the person, and hurriedly waved Jiang Xin's hand away.

Lin Lu was annoyed that Jiang Xin was not polite, and dragged her and pointed at her again, without any politeness.

Although she looks delicate and weak on the outside, her temperament is not weak at all, and she is regarded as a soft persimmon when she looks at her good temper, and she can drag it if she wants, and say it when she wants to say it, which is really funny.

Although she just came back, she deduced what happened before based on Jiang Xin's two sentences, hehe, since Jiang Xin wants to ask her to cooperate, she should beg for help, don't put on a disrespectful appearance!

Lin Lu was unhappy, in the eyes of everyone, she raised her chin slightly, her expression was a little arrogant, she rubbed her wrist slowly, she didn't take Jiang Xin's words in her eyes at all, and didn't pay attention to her.

Her skin is fair and tender, Jiang Xin is obviously a woman, but her hand strength is not small, she was dragged by her, and her slender white jade-like wrist was red, and her fingerprints were obvious.

Jiang Xin looked at Lin Lu's squeamish and contrived appearance, and always felt that there was a ball of cotton blocked in her throat, which made her uncomfortable and wanted to vomit quickly, but now that she had a request for Lin Lu, she could only swallow the ball of cotton in her stomach.

She asked eagerly, "Lin Lu, do you remember the black bag you gave me back that day?" The black bag contained 134 yuan, as well as food stamps and bicycle stamps...... I'm sure you can prove it for me, right? ”

Lin Lu nodded slightly in Jiang Xin's pleading eyes, when she returned the black bag to Jiang Xin, everyone in Zhang Aihua's room saw it, and there was nothing bad to admit.

"You see it! I didn't lie, I really had three hundred yuan, all in that package, and it was stolen by Qiu Juanzi! Jiang Xin was eager to prove himself, and urged Wei Dafu, "Uncle Dafu, remember it quickly." ”

Wei Dafu hesitated, he still suspected that Jiang Xin was lying and deceiving people, she was unlikely to have so much money.

One hundred and thirty-four dollars, not thirty-four dollars!

The monthly salary of a city worker is only in his early twenties, which is already a high income that everyone envies. Jiang Xin is a little girl, and she has no contact with her family, how can she have so much money?

Wei Dafu's distrust was hated by Jiang Xin in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she looked at Lin Lu, "Lin Lu, tell Uncle Dafu quickly, what I said is true, I really have one hundred and thirty-four yuan, and those food stamps and bicycle tickets......

"What's true?" Lin Lu's slender fingertips curled the black hair braids that fell down her chest, she casually lifted her eyelashes, and her tone was light, "You said that there are one hundred and thirty-four yuan in that black package?" I haven't opened it to see it, how do I know? ”