Qin Fang took out toilet paper from his pocket and handed it over.

When Lin Qiaoqiao saw the toilet paper, her tears flowed even harder. In fact, she was not moved by the content of the movie, but after coming here, she had been pretending to be strong and had never cried.

I just had a good cry while watching this movie. It's like when a person has been feeling depressed for a while, and just because of a word, a look, or just a bite of food, the tears can't be stopped.

Li Xiaoyan was also very moved, but she didn't cry that hard, especially when she noticed that Lin Qiaoqiao was crying very sadly, she came over to comfort her.

"These are all fake, the plots in the movie are all lies, don't cry!"

Lin Qiaoqiao nodded, feeling that her nose was a little snotty, she blocked her nose with toilet paper and blew it, and then she felt alive again.

Qin Fang, "If you keep crying, I won't have any more paper for you!"

Lin Qiaoqiao laughed when he said that. The floor was covered with toilet paper she had used. Fortunately, it was pitch black around and no one could tell who was there.

Use the last bit of toilet paper to wipe the tears from your face.

"Okay, I won't cry anymore. Stop looking at me and continue watching the movie. It's not over yet!"

Li Xiaoyan sighed, "You said that people in that era had a harder life than we do, and they had to fight wars. The peaceful life we ​​have now is really hard-won."

Lin Qiaoqiao thought about how everyone would live and work in peace and contentment in a few decades, with all walks of life developing rapidly and having more clothes to wear and food to eat than they already had, which would be tens of thousands times better than life now.

The movie finally ended, and everyone took their seats and went home with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

The children were also sleepy. The younger ones were held in the adults' arms, while the older ones were yawning as they walked.

Every household was holding a flashlight and it was quite lively for a while.

As we walked, the people in front of us went home one after another, and the number of people behind us became fewer and fewer.

After returning home, I let the two children go to the toilet first, and then sent them back to the house to sleep.

Lin Qiaoqiao entered the room and stretched. Qin Fang lit the kerosene lamp with a match, and the room immediately became bright.

I saw a piece of paper on the table, picked it up and saw that it was a remittance slip with 90 yuan marked on it.

“Is this my payment?”

"Yes, it was delivered this morning. You can go to the post office to withdraw the money with the receipt." Qin Fang thought of the envious eyes of those people in the office. They all thought that the factory director made money by writing articles.

He didn't point it out, just let them imagine whatever they wanted.

Lin Qiaoqiao smiled at the remittance. This was money. Although she could earn some extra income by making clothes, the grasshopper meat was too small.

If you make a living by making clothes, you can only eat enough. But it is different to make a living by writing articles. If you think about it, you can make a few hundred or even a thousand yuan a year, which is more than what a normal worker earns.

All she needs to do is pick up a pen and write at home. How do you describe that feeling!

It feels so good!

Qin Fang was a little jealous of the paper at this time. She actually kissed him. He couldn't help but think of the last time they kissed.

Whenever he thought about it inadvertently, it would appear accurately in his mind every time, making him reminisce about it.

Lin Qiaoqiao put the list in the drawer and turned around and said to him excitedly,

"You said I have so many manuscripts in my bank account. If I take them to Jinghai, can I exchange them for a large sum of cash?"

Qin Fang, "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe they read too much of the manuscript and even try to lower your price. My suggestion is not to bring the manuscript, or just bring a small part."

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that what he said made a lot of sense. He was worthy of being a big boss in the future. His ideas were indeed different from hers.

"Then bring your 50,000 worth of manuscripts over there, let them have a good time, and then I'll bargain with them, maybe I can raise my fee by a few more dollars."

Qin Fang smiled indulgently, "Well, do what you want to do, I'll support you from behind."

Lin Qiaoqiao was yawning and felt a little sleepy at this time, but she thought about Rona again.

After closing the door, Qin Fang had already made the quilt on the kang. After living there for such a long time, she seemed to have gotten used to the man sleeping next to her. It was like having an extra roommate, except he was a man.

"Lorna left without saying goodbye to the school. I think there is something wrong. According to her personality, she would never leave like this.

At the very least, he would have another fight with me, or he would have done something, but he just left without saying anything. Do you think something happened to this person?"

Qin Fang instantly thought that only a dead person would be like this.

Why did Su Baihan kill Rona?

Thinking of those women, could it be that they killed each other in a fit of passion? Then where did the bodies go?

Or were they all overthinking it, and did Rona really leave alone?

After Lin Qiaoqiao finished speaking about her thoughts, she went to bed. She was so tired that she didn't have time to think too much.

Thinking about the fact that Su Baihan paid off all the debts in one lump sum, it could be that Luo Na had a large sum of money in her hands, and they killed someone for money. This is possible.

Rona's residence is on a small hill. It is an old house left behind by a family after all the members died.

The best way to deal with things is to bury the person in the mountains.

Thinking of this, he decided to go to the back mountain tomorrow to take a look. If there was any soil turned over, it would still be visible now.

As expected, everyone got up late in the morning. Lin Qiaoqiao cooked a pot of millet porridge. Today was Sunday and Qin Fang had a rest.

She wanted to go and get the money back on the remittance slip, as the eggs would only be safe if they were kept at home.

Qin Fang finished his meal first. "I'm going to go up the mountain today to see if I can hunt some prey."

Lin Qiaoqiao thought of the rabbits from last time, and she hasn’t been up the mountain since then. In addition, with the recent autumn harvest, the children have to help with housework in addition to going to school.

It is worth mentioning that the little rabbits have grown to half size. They are not very fat, but they can still produce meat if killed.

The two children would feed the rabbits with the freshest grass every day, and before they knew it, the two rabbits had grown up.

They are also responsible for cleaning up the feces. I can only say that children of this generation are so capable, just like adults.

"But I still want to withdraw money, what should I do?" Lin Qiaoqiao found it difficult to choose between fish and bear's paw. She seemed to want to go up the mountain more, so she asked so pitifully.

Qin Fang smiled, "There's no rush to withdraw the money. You can withdraw the money when we pass by the post office on our way to Jinghai."

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that!" Lin Qiaoqiao felt that her brain had become duller, but fortunately there was a smart person beside her, so she smiled at him and said,

"Qin Fang, let's make a deal today. We won't bring any prey down the mountain without hunting it! If we kill a rabbit, we'll roast it and eat it. We'll roast it over a fire in the woods. This way, we won't be roasting rabbits at home and the villagers will smell it. That would be terrible!"