Chapter 38 Tracking Su Jianjun

She subconsciously wrapped herself in the quilt, sniffed her nose, and looked at Qin Zhengrong with embarrassment, "Brother Zhengrong, that..."

Qin Zhengrong's bottomless black eyes fell on her, and he spoke in a low voice, "Go to sleep!"

After saying this, he turned on his side and fell asleep at the outermost edge of the bed.

Su Qiao could hear the man's rhythmic and even breathing.

Her panicked and uneasy heart quickly calmed down.

Maybe she was a little tired during the day, or maybe it was because she felt safe enough with the man by her side, she fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, she woke up early.

But when she woke up, the man was no longer by her side.

When she got up and went out, she saw a man in a military vest who had just returned from a morning run. His vest was soaked with sweat, outlining his strong muscles.

Meeting the man's deep eyes, she looked away in a panic, "Brother Zhengrong, can I borrow your bicycle?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man had already pushed the bicycle in front of her, "Everything in this house is yours, including me."

Su Qiao looked at the man in shock with her charming and beautiful fox eyes.

Maybe it was because she had worked like a slave for the Su and Pei families for so many years in her previous life, but in the end, nothing and not a penny belonged to her.

Now hearing the man's words, she felt particularly sad and happy.

As soon as she got on her bike, the man had already gone into the kitchen.

Qin Zhengrong stuffed a meat pie wrapped in oil paper and a peeled egg into her hands, "Don't be in a hurry, eat before you leave."

Before Su Qiao could utter the word "thank you" stuck in her throat, the man brought her a bowl of water soaked with White Rabbit milk candy.

The temperature has cooled down to just the right level.

Obviously, he had prepared all these things before going out for his morning run.

The sweet taste of toffee water spreads from the tip of your tongue to your heart.

But she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

When they were at the Su family, Chen Guiying and the three brothers would do the same. They would get up early in the morning and prepare milk sugar water or maltose for Su Yanyan.

She still remembered how jealous she was when she saw the Su family treating Su Yanyan like that.

So throughout her life, she always thought that as long as she was good enough to the Su family, one day, the Su family would be able to treat her as well as they treated Su Yanyan.

As a result, she didn't realize until her death that even though she had the closest blood relationship with them, they only regarded her as a stepping stone.

The kind that can be completely thrown away after use.

Su Qiao only ate eggs and drank sugar water, and then he couldn't eat anymore.

She looked at Qin Zhengrong with some embarrassment and handed the meat pie back, "Brother Zhengrong, I'm full. I'll keep this meat pie for you and the children."

Qin Zhengrong frowned slightly. He ate so little, no wonder he was so thin.

He seemed able to break that slender waist with one hand.

He wanted to order her to eat more, but looking at her innocent eyes and pitiful expression, he couldn't bear to refuse any of her requests, let alone order her.

He took the meat pie from her hand in a daze.

It was not until he saw the slender figure riding away on a bicycle that he remembered that he should have let her take the meat pie with her.

——He heard that she met that pretty boy at the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday.

——What is she doing in the city today?

——Last night...

Until the small figure disappeared from his sight, Qin Zhengrong unconsciously thought more and more.

Su Qiao rode his bicycle directly to the outside of the towel factory and squatted in a secluded place.

After squatting down, she looked at the time. There were still ten minutes before Su Jianjun usually went out, so there was still time.

She slipped into the space while no one was around.

When she came out again, she looked completely different.

She smeared soot on her fair little face, making it dirty, and she also gave herself a lot of pockmarks on her cheeks.

Finally, he tore a piece of cloth and made a crude blue cloth turban and wrapped it on his head.

She looked like this now, not only to others, but even when she looked in the mirror, she almost didn't recognize herself.

As soon as Su Qiao threw the small mirror into the space, Su Jianjun came out of the yard on a bicycle.

Su Qiao quickly got on his bike and followed.

Su Jianjun was very cautious. He rode his bicycle around the city for several circles before going to a small alley in the north of the city.

Su Qiao wanted to follow him in, but as soon as she reached the entrance of the alley, two burly men blocked her way and said without thinking, "A pound of white flour is three yuan and three cents."

It was Su Qiao's first time to come to such a place, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

I was wondering in my heart why white flour is so expensive.

She suddenly remembered that her grandfather once said that strangers who wanted to enter the black market had to give a secret code.

That’s right, we can go in.

If they don't match, the boss of the black market might have taken him somewhere and made him disappear.

She carefully searched her two lifetimes' memories and recalled something Su Jianjun had told her when she had overheard Su Yanyan flirting with him.

She pinched her throat and calmly said to the two burly men, "March 3 is the day when the peach blossoms bloom."

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, the two burly men who had been blocking her way retreated.

She walked into the alley and immediately began searching for Su Jianjun.

Soon, Su Jianjun was seen squatting in front of a stall selling some porcelain and jade wares.

Those porcelain and jade artifacts looked very old and even had traces of dirt on them.

Without thinking too much, everyone knew that those things were antiques, and the fresh soil prints made Su Qiao realize that those things were most likely from the tomb.

Did Su Jianjun buy those antiques from the Su family on the black market?

After he collected them, how did he turn these things into money and bills?

Su Qiao squatted two stalls away from Su Jianjun, buying soap and observing Su Jianjun's every move.

After Su Jianjun bought all the stall owner's things, he wrapped them up with a piece of rag.

Su Qiao quickly took the soap and gave Qian the money, and followed Su Jianjun's footsteps.

The alley where the black market is located is narrow and crowded.

It was crowded, so even if she followed Su Jianjun blatantly, it would not arouse suspicion from others.

After Su Jianjun received the goods from that man, he made some money on the black market.

Probably because he didn't find anything satisfactory, he just left the black market.

Su Qiao followed closely.

After leaving the black market, Su Jianjun became obviously more cautious.

She rode her bike down the same road as him, and he turned around and looked at her several times.

She had no choice but to split off from Su Jianjun and take another path when they came to a fork in the road.

Seeing Su Jianjun's figure disappear, she hurried back to the road Su Jianjun had just taken.

There are many forks on this road, and Su Qiao can't keep up with Su Jianjun, so he can only choose the path according to his intuition again and again.

But as we walked further and further, we found ourselves in a remote area.

She was feeling a little guilty and was about to turn back when she suddenly saw a few people wandering at the foot of the mountain ahead.

Su Qiao's heart sank.

Suddenly she remembered that she had been to this place in her previous life!