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At dinner in the morning, Liang Shangkun was still angry: "If I let me know who that thief is, I must make him look good." ”

It was bold to steal something to the village chief's house.

Within half a day, everyone in the village knew the news of the thief in Liang Shangkun's house.

Zhang Guixiang walked on the road, and immediately stopped when he heard people's discussions.

"What's going on? Nothing happened to the New Year's paintings, right? ”

She also thought that Chen Guoqing was looking for those ruffians to teach the New Year's paintings, so she was particularly concerned about the situation of the New Year's paintings.

It just so happened that the New Year's painting came back from the team headquarters to sort out the account books and walked behind Zhang Guixiang.

"Third aunt, thank you for your concern, I'm very good!"

Originally, the New Year's painting was a little suspicious that the thief last night was from Zhang Guixiang's family, or Liang Shangshan, or Liang Erchun, but now that I heard Zhang Guixiang say this, it obviously has nothing to do with Zhang Guixiang.

So who could that thief be?

The intuition of the New Year's painting told her that the thief should be a villager she knew, and she also doubted whether it had anything to do with Si Xiuping, but Si Xiuping's family was just her and her mother, both of whom were women, and it was definitely not the two of them.

Who else could that be?

Chen Guoqing?

It may or may not be.

Thinking big, he simply angered Zhang Guixiang.

Zhang Guixiang's excited face immediately drooped, as if someone had died in the family, and she had to say such disobedient words as "It's okay".

And seeing that the New Year's paintings were safe and sound, Zhang Guixiang couldn't lift his energy all day.

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In the next few days, the New Year's painting was very leisurely.

During the day, go to the brigade headquarters to see what accounts need to be sorted out.

Then I came back to make lunch, just in time to teach Ye Zimei and Liang Yin some new dishes.

In the afternoon, I take care of my own vegetable test field, or cook something delicious for a few younger sisters.

After the last time, the three sisters of Nian He came to find New Year's paintings much more diligently, not only did Nianhua feel sorry for them, but even Liang Yin was the same, before they passed the door, they had already taken care of a few sisters-in-law, and even took out malt milk essence and gave it to them to drink.

The New Year's picture is in the eyes and warm in the heart.

With these sisters-in-law, after Liang Yin has been married for more than a year, it shouldn't be like in her previous life.

At Zhang Guixiang's house, the injuries she was injured by the rolling pin a few days ago are almost healed, but the scars in her heart have not healed for a long time.

Why?

Because of her nemesis New Year's paintings, they are still safe and sound, and they are living very nourishingly, when she passed through the New Year's painters that day, she actually saw the New Year's paintings and her sisters who lost money drinking malt cream.

That should obviously be her Zhang Guixiang's malt milk essence, how can the New Year's painting and her money-losing sisters drink it?

Zhang Guixiang originally wanted to rush in to do something, but when she thought that every time she did something in front of the New Year's painting, she would return in vain, so she had to grit her teeth and walk away angrily.

"Liang Erchun, is Chen Guoqing afraid? Why don't you teach that stinky girl in New Year's paintings? ”

Liang Erchun also looked very helpless: "Mom, Chen Guoqing has long wanted to do it, and he has invited the meal a few times, and those few ruffians are waiting outside the village, don't you believe it." But the New Year's painting just doesn't go out! Do you want those ruffians to run directly to the village to teach her a lesson? ”

Let those ruffians rush directly to Sanxin Village to teach New Year's paintings, they really don't dare, and the people in the village are not vegetarians.

"So what to do? If the little hooves of the New Year's painting don't go out for the rest of her life, will she be happy for the rest of her life? ”

Zhang Guixiang hated.