Chapter 122 Shooting oneself in the foot!
What's good?
Lin Qing stared at Song Yunuan, I just want to make your family uneasy, I don't want you to report the crime.
At this moment, Lin Qing believed that this smiling little girl with crooked eyes could not only do it well, but also do it even bigger.
She said she relied on Gu Huaian, but from the beginning to the end, she had nothing to do with Gu Huaian.
Where can Gu Huaian come forward?
As long as she reports the crime, the truth will come to light in Erdaohe Village whether Yu Ruyi was thrown away or not.
She didn't dare to gamble.
She pinched the jade ruyi in her bag. This one seemed to be the original one, but the color was wrong.
Did someone really switch the package?
Or, it’s just a matter of the rosewood box!
Now it seems that both are possible. The Hu family is not ordinary, and she has to be careful.
Song Yunuan, how on earth do you know about Hu Xiaomei?
What did Mr. Ji tell her?
It feels unlikely.
Gu Huaian told her?
Even more impossible.
Who does Hu Xiaomei mean to be mentioned by Gu Huaian?
Not Gu Huaian!
Lin Qing suddenly looked at the brigade headquarters. Regardless of who told Song Yunuan about Hu Xiaomei, if she really went back as planned and told Lin Du that she had abandoned Yu Ruyi in Erdaohe Village, Lin Du would really come, Song Yu Nuan Zhen went to report the crime, but Lin Du would not cover it up for him.
You don't need to think about it to know what Chu Zizhou's attitude will be.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Qing retracted the idea and could only look at Song Yunuan bitterly. So, what was she doing here? Wasn't she running away in vain?
You really shot yourself in the foot!
Just when she was about to open her mouth to speak, she heard Song Yunuan exaggeratedly say: "It's getting dark, Sister Lin Qing, you will regret it!"
Lin Qing's expression changed, she thought of something, turned around and left in a hurry.
She got into the car without looking back and quickly drove out of Song Yunuan's sight.
Song Yunuan curled her lips, and if she dares to sneer again, I will make Hu Xiaomei's wish come true.
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Lin Qing, who was sitting in the jeep, became more and more uneasy as she thought about it. She urged Uncle Azhong to drive faster. After arriving at the county in a hurry, the post office was off work and she couldn't even make a call.
Where are you going?
Lin Qing had no choice but to run to the guest house. Unfortunately, the electronics factory was about to start construction, and many guests came from other places, including reportedly guests from Xiangjiang.
All guest houses in the county were full.
By the time Lin Qing, upset and cursing, finally made the call, it was already the middle of the moon.
The person who answered the phone was Lin Jia. After listening to her call, she took her two daughters to Su Junze's residence without daring to delay.
She saw with her own eyes that the lights in the house were turned off, and she had to knock on the door. However, until she and her daughter were taken away by the street police, the door of Su Junze's house was not opened and the lights were not turned on.
There must be someone.
But they just wouldn't open the door.
Lin Jia knew that her sister was on the way, and felt the uneasiness in her heart growing a little bit.
However, there was nothing she could do.
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Then back to the Song family, after Lin Qing and the others left, Song Yunuan entered the yard.
The smile is no different from the past.
Although Song Liang couldn't hear what they said, he also knew that his daughter had not suffered a loss.
But he still asked Song Yunuan: "Xiao Nuan, what is Lin Qing doing here again?"
"That Yu Ruyi seems to have changed color. She came to ask Asheng."
Song Liang's face darkened: "What does that have to do with our Asheng?"
"Yes, it has nothing to do with my brother. No, he is gone again."
Song Liang frowned. Lin Zhiqing's sister seemed to have a brain problem.
"Xiao Nuan, if she comes again in the future, please ignore her and I will ask your grandma and your mother to come forward."
Song Yunuan nodded immediately: "Well, I will call grandma and scold her again. My grandma is very fierce."
After laughing and joking for a while, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were processing clothes in Song Ting's house were considered to be working.
Lao Songtou also knows how to cook, and the cabbage in the garden behind has grown taller. He uses it to make cabbage and tofu soup, as well as the steamed flower rolls at noon, which are also delicious meals.
There was no need for Song Yunuan in the kitchen, so she took Asheng, who had been looking at her mysteriously, to the stable. While feeding Dahongzao fodder, she asked Asheng: "I see you have been holding it in for a long time. I want to tell my sister." What?"
Little Asheng said: "Sister, that Yu Ruyi is not real, it is fake."
Song Yunuan nodded: "Well, jade will not change color, only fake ones will."
"Sister, if I see it for real one day, can I tell my sister?"
"If you can, tell your sister immediately when you see it and I'll get it back for you."
Asheng immediately smiled happily: "Sister, I will tell it in my dream tonight. Sister agreed."
Song Yunuan paused with her hand holding the forage and looked at her brother in surprise: "You can still have such a dream?"
Therefore, her brother should be the male protagonist in a fantasy novel.
Not the little cannon fodder in the story about the heroine.
"No, I'm going to tell it in a dream. It doesn't necessarily mean it will also dream. I just want to tell you. Sister, you understand, right?"
Song Yunuan rubbed his little head: "Yingying is the same age as you, only one month older. Now she can recite the soup song. What can you do?"
Asheng: "I can also recite the Tangtou song."
"Then you memorize one and I'll listen."
"The Four Gentlemen Decoction is more harmonious than the ginseng, poria, licorice..."
Song Yunuan interrupted: "Okay, sister knows." After saying that, she took her brother's hand and said, "Let's go find Xiaohua and dance the grid."
It's fun to jump four squares with your pocket.
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Chu Zizhou went to Beidu with the straw hat car, and this was the first time he came back after causing trouble.
But Chu Zizhou's mother felt very distressed.
I held my son's hand and burst into tears.
Unfortunately, the next moment Chu Zizhou was called to the study by Mr. Chu.
Everything goes well from now on.
No one thought that Chu Zizhou was not cheating the people of Beidu out of their favors and money.
The hat he brought was disliked by Chu's mother, but she couldn't help but put it on her head.
Looking into the full-length mirror, I was surprised to find that I couldn't even see the wrinkles on my face.
Sister-in-law Chu on the side said to her: "Can you stop showing disgust? If so, who will sell Zizhou's straw hats to?"
In the past, she wouldn't have liked to hear this, but today she felt it was right, her son was too powerful.
Because they had said hello in advance, many people had an indifferent attitude. This was a personal deal anyway, and no one had to pay for it themselves, especially those who encouraged Chu Zizhou to hold a dance party.
No matter what you thought, when you saw the real thing, it was unexpected.
Especially the purchasing director of the department store. He was originally a little worried about how to sell it, but now he saw the real thing and without any hesitation, he gave him a good price.
Women's hats cost one yuan and six cents, men's hats cost one yuan and two cents, and the ones made by the Zhou family's little daughter-in-law cost one yuan and eight cents.
It was easier than Chu Zizhou imagined.
At the end of the bill, excluding the advance payment, there was more than 4,000 yuan left.
After excluding freight and other miscellaneous expenses, there is still 3,200 yuan left.
Chu Zizhou took a breath of cold air.
This is too profitable.
If you don't become a captain, you can just buy and sell such straw hats, and it will be so sweet to make the difference.
Song Yunuan, he has to give her a bonus!
Song Yunuan: I've been given bonuses again. Let's see if I can collect all the bonuses in the worldChongya