All the way, Lin Deshui went directly to Lin Qianqian's mother-in-law's house.

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle outside the door, Wu Xiuzhi got up from the kang with a bone.

Lifting the curtain and looking out, a young man with a sturdy physique and a Lei Feng hat on his head climbed in along the wall.

That posture was similar to that of the bandits who came down the mountain to rob decades ago, and Wu Xiuzhi was suddenly frightened.

Lin Deshui took three steps and made two steps, kicked the door open, stood in the middle of the hall, and shouted with his neck strained, "Lin Qianqian, you get out of here!" ”

Seeing that no one responded to him, Lin Deshui didn't feel angry, and looked at the two rooms on the left and right, the curtains hanging on the doors, the curtains in the east room were washed yellow embroidered curtains, and the west house was washed white red mandarin duck cloth curtains.

Don't think about it, Lin Qianqian lives in Westinghouse.

Lin Deshui kicked open the door of the West House again, and it was empty, and the futons on the kang were not folded, and they were scattered in the corner.

All right! Damn stinky girl, she knew she was in trouble and ran away overnight, right?

Lin Deshui, who was furious, rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find valuable things.

Last night, his father had surgery and stitches, and the medical expenses cost more than 200 yuan, and he was shy in his pocket, and the money was paid in advance by Song Wenjun.

Whoever is responsible for the trouble, finally turned out a thing wrapped in a handkerchief in the kang cabinet, and opened it to see that it was a pair of gold bracelets.

Hehe! Dead girl, she's very rich!

Putting the gold bracelet into his arms, Lin Deshui jumped off the kang and pushed the door out, and saw a black shadow, "whooshing" into the east house.

He didn't pay attention to it, eighty percent of Lin Qianqian's wonderful mother-in-law, a dead old woman, can be ruthless to her own daughter, it can be seen how bad her character can be, if she dares to stop herself, she doesn't mind giving her a big fight, and venting her anger for Wenjun's sister.

Returning the same way, the roar of the motorcycle gradually faded away, and Wu Xiuzhi dared to get out of the door.

, the robbery has come to her house, don't you know who her son is? It's too bad for the writer to save face.

When I went to the West House with trepidation, I saw that the kang was full of clothes, and it was turned over in a mess.

I don't know how much money was taken away, Wu Xiuzhi sat on the ground and began to cry.

"Evil, Lin Qianqian, you little vixen, what kind of disaster did you make outside, and you were found at home for revenge?"

Chishuigou Village.

Knowing that Lin Qianqian fainted because of a fever, Song Wenjun immediately asked the villagers to help, carried her into a carriage, and sent her to the hospital by boat for rescue.

"Sister-in-law Yuqin, I can't leave because of something, can you help me go to the hospital to take care of Teacher Lin?"

It happened that several leaders came to the county and came to the island by boat early in the morning, and Township Chief Li personally brought people over, she couldn't leave people here to take care of an irrelevant person.

Zhao Yuqin's face was embarrassed, her youngest son was making trouble today, she couldn't go to the hospital with the child.

was worried, Ma Xiuli said, "I'll go, my children are all older, so I don't need to watch them." ”

Song Wenjun looked at her in surprise and knew that she was Wen Nengwen's sister-in-law, but the two had a lot of intersections, and they didn't say more than five sentences.

"You don't have to look at me like this, I came to you to tell you that I will take over the work of the village women's director."

"Huh? Okay, sister-in-law, then I'll trouble you, this is a hundred yuan, you take it, and pay the medical expenses for Mr. Lin. ”

Ma Xiuli was not polite, took a stack of ten bills, tightened her headscarf, and left with the carriage.

At the entrance of the village, Song Laohan limped along, he didn't pay attention to his feet just now, he fell, and it still hurts when he pulls his buttocks.

The carriage that sent Lin Qianqian to the dock grazed his head, and he was so angry that he scolded.

Ma Xiuli looked back at him, his eyes were familiar, he couldn't remember where he had seen it, what a strange old man! Standing in the middle of the road, if she hadn't been able to catch the car, the horse's hooves would have kicked him. (End of chapter)