Chapter 111 Where is the thief? My underwear is missing
Liu Mao knelt on the ground for a long time, finally stood up slowly and walked back in the direction he came from.
He didn't notice that a green brick the size of two fists had appeared on the big rock where Sang Yu had originally stood, and there were traces of fingers gripping on the moss covering the brick.
When he returned to the market, the vendor selling rain gear had already brought in the second batch of rain gear, and a group of people were scrambling for it.
Seeing him come back, Wang Chengping greeted him, "Maozi, you're back. What took you so long to go to the toilet?"
He didn't expect Liu Mao to answer his question, so he continued to talk to himself: "That little girl is really patient. She hasn't come out yet."
Liu Maoxin said that she was not patient, she had already run away, but none of you three losers noticed.
But he still maintained his own personality on his face, said nothing, and leaned quietly against the pillar with his hands folded in front of his chest.
His mind was in a mess. In fact, he had a dagger hidden on him. It was left to him by his father before he joined the army. He still remembered what his father said when he handed the dagger to him.
"After Dad left, Mao'er is the only man in our family. You must protect Mom and take good care of yourself and Mom. When Dad comes back, I will tell you how brave he was on the battlefield."
Just as his father had said, he was extremely brave on the battlefield, fighting to the death against thousands of enemy troops. In the end, only a few dozen of the entire battalion of 500 men survived, and his father never returned.
The moment he was restrained by Sang Yu in the alley, he could have quickly shaken off her hand, pulled out the sharp blade hidden at his waist and fought back.
But his conscience, the education he received since childhood, everything prevented him from doing it.
He could bully adults older than him and steal their money. But could he really draw his sword against a little girl, barely a dozen years old? No, he couldn't.
What Liu Mao didn't know was that his own soft-heartedness actually saved his life.
Sang Yu knew that she was weak and could easily be broken free by the other party.
If it was the other three people instead of Liu Mao who caught up with them, and they did not obey and wanted to resist, the moment they struggled, the blue brick she had picked up from the roadside would have hit them hard on the back of the head.
Putting one's own life in danger has never been Sang Yu's style.
Liu Mao lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes were blank, and his mind was in a mess.
He hasn't thought about his future for a long time. Just trying to make more money has exhausted all his energy.
But after a conversation with Sang Yu today, he suddenly remembered his old dream. Since he was a child, he wanted to be like his great-grandfather, grandfather, and father and join the army to serve his country.
It’s a pity that all the accidents happened too quickly and too unexpectedly, leaving people unprepared but having to face them.
He thought about going to the pharmacy tomorrow to ask the doctor if the method Sang Yu gave him would work. Although ginseng was also used, the dosage was much less than the previous prescription.
If it really works, he might not have to do these things anymore, might be able to get on the right track, and might be able to worship his ancestors with peace of mind.
Perhaps he could say in front of his father's tablet that he took good care of his mother and supported the family after he left.
He felt confused. He knew that the person he was waiting for had left, but he could only continue to wait here foolishly. Liu Mao didn't want to make this matter clear, nor did he want them to know that he had had contact with Sang Yu.
As the sky grew darker and the rain continued, there were fewer and fewer people in the small house at the entrance of the market.
The steward watched the last wisp of sand fall from the hourglass and struck the gong: "It's noon, everyone, please go to work."
The Shen hour converted into modern time is approximately 3:00 to 5:00 p.m., and Shenzheng is exactly 4:00 a.m.
With an hourglass to calculate time, the error will not exceed ten minutes, which is enough to calculate the time for going to and from get off work.
As soon as these words were spoken, the people who had been eagerly waiting packed up their things and began to drive away those who were still staying in the house to avoid the rain.
The little girl who had exchanged clothes with Sang Yu had fallen asleep on the man's shoulder at some point. She was awakened by the sound of the gong and looked at her father with sleepy eyes.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, you continue to sleep, let's go home." The man held the umbrella over the girl's head, carried a bamboo basket with the remaining unsold goods on his back, and walked out.
As he walked to the door, he noticed the four people under the eaves opposite staring at him intently. What the little girl said was indeed right.
He was not in a panic. He lowered the umbrella to cover his daughter's face and then walked into the rain.
Almost the next second, the four of them caught up and followed him not too far away.
After leaving Shengpingfang, the man walked south along the main road and crossed two streets. Just when the four people behind him were getting impatient and were thinking about dragging him into the alley, he took the initiative to turn into an alley.
Wang Chengping was delighted. Although he didn't know where Sang Yu found the helper, with four against two, and one of them was a martial artist, they had an absolute advantage.
I'm not afraid of not being able to beat the other party, but I'm afraid that the other party will keep walking on the main road, making it easy for people to see them and report them to the police.
He quickly called the three of them into the alley: "Hurry, hurry, don't let them get away."
Liu Maogang had been stabbed in the alley, and the skin around the wound on his neck was still rolled up. When he entered the alley, he subconsciously slowed down his pace and fell behind the three men.
As soon as he entered the alley, Wang Chengping saw the man standing in the middle of the alley, with the corners of his lips slightly raised under the umbrella, as if he was waiting for them.
"Oh, you're so brave, aren't you running away?"
"Why should I run? Are you sure you don't want to run?" The man's tone was calm, without any sign of panic of being followed and surrounded.
Hey, today is really weird. Everyone I meet has this attitude. The girl before was like that, and this guy is also like that. How dare they talk to him like that?
Wang Chengping's anger, which had already been boiling over from waiting for so long, suddenly rose to the surface. He snatched the hatchet from the man next to him and made a move to charge forward.
Seeing this, the man no longer dared to pretend to be mysterious and shouted loudly: "Come here, catch the thief, the thief is going to kill people!"
He had never expected him to do this, but Wang Chengping remained calm and sneered, "Do you think shouting will help?"
Nowadays, everyone has to mind their own business. It is better to have less trouble than more. No one has the time to meddle in the affairs of strangers.
Unexpectedly, almost the next second after the man shouted, every household in the alley responded.
There were hurried footsteps and the crackling of iron falling to the ground. Then, tightly closed doors were opened one after another, and people holding wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and axes rushed out from inside.
One of them was still shouting, "Where's the thief? Where's the thief? I've lost three pairs of my panties. Did you steal them?"
Wang Chengping: ...This is different from what he imagined. Why are all the people living in this alley so kind-hearted?
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