That night.

When Cen Yue returned home, he discussed with Song Minghui, "Dad, I'm going to take Yiyi back to live in the city."

Originally, Song Yiyi planned to stay at home for a few more days.

Or Cen Yue goes to work.

She lives at home.

But now, having a madman like Song Qiong living next door is always a hidden danger.

Cen Yue is about to go to work.

I don't feel at all comfortable letting Song Yiyi stay in the village.

"OK."

Song Minghui thought for a moment and said, "Come back on the weekend if you want."

Song Yiyi wanted to stay in the village because she had something to do.

But she cares more about her own safety and that of her children.

So I didn't object.

So that night, Song Yiyi pulled Song Minghui aside and talked a lot to the pile of peasant paintings and wine jars.

The two of them were mysterious.

Song Minghui's laughter can be heard from time to time.

Back in the room, Cai Mengjun looked at Song Minghui and found that Song Minghui was visibly in a good mood.

Cai Mengjun asked: "What are you talking about with Yiyi? You look so happy."

Song Minghui kept it a secret, "Big news!"

I didn’t expect that this last night would not be peaceful either.

Sleep until midnight.

Song Yiyi vaguely felt some movement beside her.

"Shhh."

Cen Yue leaned close to Song Yiyi's ear and whispered, "The thief is here again."

Song Yiyi didn't move.

Cen Yue quickly got out of bed in the dark.

Two minutes later, there was a crackling sound outside the yard, as if something was broken.

This was followed by a man's scream.

Song Yiyi then slowly got up, turned on the light and got out of bed, not forgetting to put on her coat.

Cen Yue is here.

She didn't have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process.

Besides, she had discussed with Cen Yue that this thief was most likely not a thief who stole things.

This time the noise was too big.

The neighbors were all alarmed.

Song Minghui opened the gate before anyone knocked on it.

The neighbors swarmed in.

As soon as Song Yiyi went out, she made two "tsk tsk" sounds.

What a pity for her jar of homemade wine.

At this moment, it has been crushed to pieces by the 'thief' sitting on it.

The wine spilled all over the floor.

The whole yard is filled with the aroma of wine.

The thief was lying on the ground, half of his butt was wet, and he was shouting "ouch ouch".

Maybe it hurts too much.

He tried several times but couldn't get up from the ground.

"Village Chief, what's going on?"

Someone rubbed his sleepy eyes, pointed at the person on the ground and asked, "Who came to your house to steal things?"

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately went to get the hoe from the corner.

Someone went to find a hemp rope.

"Alright, he stole things and came to our Songjia Village! He didn't ask before coming here. Let's beat him up first!"

"Tie him up first and send him to the police station tomorrow morning!"

Everyone started talking at once and rushed towards the thief.

"I'm not!"

Before Song Minghui could say anything, the thief on the ground shouted confidently, "I'm not a thief! I was next door and was thrown over here!"

The thief also felt aggrieved.

He's not here to steal anything.

He was originally next door and climbed over the wall to get out. He was knocked over from the top of the wall and thrown over!

The wine jar was smashed.

His waist is about to break.

"Stealing is against the law! I didn't break the law!"

The thief held his head and yelled, his voice full of grievance.

He stole people.

Some people felt that the voice was vaguely familiar.

He took two steps forward and asked tentatively, "Xiao Qiang?"

There lived a bachelor at the west end of the village.

His name is Song Xiaoqiang and he is 35 years old.

The reason why he is still single at such an old age is that his parents died early, and the child survived by eating at other people's homes when he was young.

When they are a little older, they can go to work and gradually be able to support themselves.

But he is lazy.

In the past, I could barely keep from starving by earning work points.

Now that the household contract responsibility system is in place, Song Xiaoqiang simply gives his land to others to farm, and they are happy as long as they give him some grain.

He would go wherever there was card playing and gambling.

Gradually he became a complete second-rate scoundrel.

Naturally, no one was willing to let their daughter marry there.

Song Xiaoqiang's hands, which were covering his head, were pulled down, and everyone could see his face clearly.

"Xiao Qiang, it's really you! What are you doing at the village chief's house?"

Someone looked left and right and asked curiously.

Everyone watched this child grow up. Although he was a bit lazy, he never stole anything.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Song Xiaoqiang simply confessed: "I'm going to Song Chan's house!"

Everyone was confused.

Some of the smarter ones noticed something was wrong, "Hey, there's such a big commotion, why didn't Song Chan come out?"

Song Minghui also vaguely sensed something was wrong, so he asked someone to go next door and call Song Chan over.

Song Chan knew to put on his pants this time, with a bed sheet draped crookedly around his body. "Village chief, what are you doing now?"

He was obviously still asleep.

"Where's your Song Qiong?"

Song Minghui looked at Song Chan and said, "Let her come over too."

The truth of the matter came to light after the three of them confronted each other face to face.

It turned out that there was no thief at all.

It has always been Song Xiaoqiang.

"She called me!"

Song Xiaoqiang complained, "Song Qiong said there's meat at her house, and asked me to go over at night. If someone sees me during the day, she won't give it to me!"

"I didn't even play cards anymore. I climbed over the wall and was almost caught by the village chief's family."

That night Song Xiaoqiang hid in Song Qiong's room.

Song Qiong did give him meat to eat.

However, Song Qiong said that eating meat is not good without wine, so Song Xiaoqiang drank again.

As a result, when he woke up the next day, he found himself still at Song Chan's house.

Song Xiaoqiang sleeps in Song Qiong's bed.

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