Chapter 135: What's the Matter with That Girl?

A bicycle costs a hundred or dozens of yuan, which is the most valuable item in their family, and if she loses it, she will die of distress.

Qiao Wanyue shook her head: "I didn't see the bicycle." ”

People who have been to the sorghum field thought about it carefully, but it seems that they have not seen a bicycle, and some people speculate: "Did the village chief encounter a robbery?" ”

In this era, bicycles are more valuable objects, marrying a daughter-in-law, and the woman's family is named to ask for a new bicycle, maybe she really met a car robber.

Others also echoed it, thinking that the village chief had encountered a car robber, and the village chief's daughter-in-law cried more fiercely, people were injured, and the bicycle was robbed, and her family suffered a lot of losses this time.

"Don't cry, fortunately, the village chief is fine, this is a great luck in misfortune." Others comforted.

Xia Lan apologized: "Auntie, I'm sorry, the village chief was injured because of my family's affairs, and he lost his bicycle, auntie, don't worry, I recognize this money, and I will return it to you when I go to work in the future." ”

A person pinched Xia Lan's arm in the back, and she turned around to find that her parents didn't know when they came, and it was her mother who pinched her just now.

Seeing her turn around, Xia Mu glared at her: "You didn't steal the village chief's bicycle, what can you do?" ”

Hearing that the grandson was gone, the old couple hurried to Qiao's house, but they didn't find anyone, guessing that they might come to the village chief's house, so they also rushed over, who knew that as soon as they came in, they heard their daughter say this, which made the Xia family's parents angry enough.

Girl, this is a lack of heart.

"No one wants this to happen, and it's not Lan Lan's fault, don't worry, I won't let Lan Lan lose money." The village chief's daughter-in-law is also a sensible person, although she feels sorry for her husband and bicycle, she has no intention of making them lose money.

It's all from the same village, and her man is the village head, so she really let the compensation, and the impact is not good.

The Xia family's parents breathed a sigh of relief, and Xia's father also stood up and sang with a white face: "No matter what you say, the village chief was also injured to help Lan Lan, even if she is not allowed to compensate, she will have to buy a few catties of meat tomorrow to replenish the village chief's body." ”

I am worried that the village chief will wear small shoes for their family in the future, and I will show it if I don't lose money.

Qiao Wanyue looked at Father Xia, he and Brother Xia looked a little similar, both had a little white eyes, heavy eyebrows, looked a little stubborn, and had a lot of eyes.

As soon as her thoughts fell, she saw the village chief on the bed move slightly, and she raised her eyebrows slightly: "The village chief has woken up." ”

Everyone's attention was suddenly on the village chief, the village chief slowly opened his eyes, and saw so many people gathered around the house, he was a little confused, as if he didn't know what was going on, and everyone stared at the village chief and didn't dare to take a breath.

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, which slowly reminded him of what happened before he fell unconscious, and he lost a lot of blood, and he opened his mouth to make a sound.

Qiao Wanyue noticed that the village chief's mouth was dry, and reminded the village chief's daughter-in-law: "The village chief has lost a little too much blood, you can get him some water to drink." ”

As soon as the village chief's daughter-in-law heard this, she hurriedly called her son to pour water, the village chief did have a dry throat, and when she saw that Qiao Wanyue knew that he needed to drink water, she didn't continue to open her mouth, waiting to drink water to moisten her throat.

The village chief's son quickly brought half a bowl of water over, and also thoughtfully prepared a small soup spoon, and the village chief's daughter-in-law fed the village chief two sips, and he waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to drink it.

The village chief's daughter-in-law just wanted to ask him what happened, but the village chief spoke up first: "What's wrong with that girl?" ”

This made everyone confused: "What girl?" When we went to carry you, we didn't see anyone else except Lan Lan and Wanyue. ”

I don't know who said, "Village Chief, you shouldn't have come across something unclean at night, right?" ”

Everyone only felt a chill down their backs, especially Xia Mu, who thought that Kun Kun was gone, and suddenly shuddered.

Pulled the corner of Xia Lan's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Is Kun Kun buried?" You didn't cry to him. ”

Xia Lan didn't expect her mother to not even say a word of concern, but she thought it was a bad thing done by Kunkun, and her eyes were full of disappointment.

Qiao Wanyue heard the village chief's words, but her eyes flashed: "Village chief, can you tell me more about what's going on?" ”

The village chief saw that everyone hadn't seen the girl, and he thought it was strange, even if something happened to someone, there had to be a corpse, right?

He said worriedly: "On my way back, I heard someone shouting for help in the sorghum field, so I went in to take a look, and I saw a man bullying the little girl, I rushed over to save people, and the little girl ran away." Later, I didn't hit the man, he stabbed me with something, I didn't feel pain at first, and then I found that there was bleeding in my stomach, only to know that he stabbed me with a knife, the bleeding was a bit much, I wanted to go back for help, but then I heard the movement, guessed that he might be back again, so I lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, he kicked me, I didn't dare to move, and then I really fainted. ”

He frowned and pondered, "You didn't see that girl, I guess she escaped." ”

Everyone was terrified when they heard this, and it was estimated that the girl had run away or been arrested, and the bad guys didn't dare to stay longer, so they left without carefully checking whether the village chief was dead.

"He wants to kill the village chief, but fortunately, the village chief is clever."

"My mother, we have a murderer here, it's scary."

Qiao Wanyue was thinking about whether the girl had escaped or not: "Which of you went to the town to report the case together?" ”

Originally, she wasn't sure who injured the village chief, and it was easy to destroy the scene during the night survey, so she thought about reporting the case at dawn, but now it is related to the life of another person, and it can't be delayed.

"In the middle of the night, what are you reporting? It is estimated that the public security have all left work, and it is in vain to go. ”

"That's it, what's the use of the police coming in the middle of the night, don't toss, let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

Everyone raised objections, but no one was in favor of reporting the case at night, first, they felt that no one wanted to go, and second, they felt that they couldn't see anything in the dark lights at night, and they couldn't handle the case when they came.

Qiao Wanyue frowned: "What if that girl didn't run away?" Report the case now, maybe you can save someone's life, and the girl who appeared near the village must be from a nearby village, maybe it's any of your relatives. ”

Everyone was gagged by Qiao Wanyue's words, but no one took the initiative to stand up and report the crime, according to usual, they all fell asleep in bed at this time, who wanted to run back and forth to the town.

It's not a matter of one or two steps, ten miles away.

Seeing that everyone was not moving, the village chief said: "Wanyue is right, human life is at stake, and we have to report the case quickly, and this matter cannot be delayed." ”

As soon as he spoke, the pain in his abdomen became more obvious, he gasped, and said forcefully: "Which of you will report the case, and when the public grain is handed over at the end of the year, I will go and tell the boss that one acre of land will pay two catties of grain less." ”