"What?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuzhi's already swollen face contorted in pain.
That damned Song Daqiang, how could he be so heartless?
He actually wanted to run away with her behind her back?
Then don't blame her.
"Really, Mom, you must have prepared in advance."
After visiting Song Xue.
Lin Xiuzhi went directly to the police officer and said, "Officer, I want to report that Song Daqiang is hoarding small yellow croakers."
"Come, comrade, sit down and tell me slowly."
...
When Lin Xiuzhi returned, Song Daqiang was not at home.
Taking advantage of Song Daqiang's absence, she crawled straight under the bed.
Lin Xiuzhi had seen Song Daqiang stuffing things under the bed while she was asleep, so she guessed that he must be hiding something.
As for what she was hiding, she really didn't know.
She searched every nook and cranny under the bed, and sure enough, she found a hole in the bed frame.
Following the hole, we discovered that the surrounding wooden planks could be moved.
She opened the wooden plank of the hole and surprisingly found a small box inside.
The box was opened, revealing a hidden compartment. Pulling it open, underneath were several deposit slips and a few small yellow croakers.
"Great, we found it."
Lin Xiuzhi opened the deposit slip, counted it, and found it contained a million.
"Well, this Song Daqiang actually hid so much money behind my back."
Lin Xiuzhi cursed while secretly rejoicing.
Soon, all this money will be hers.
Once the police arrested Song Daqiang, she used her savings to bail out Song Xue, and then took Song Xue away to a distant place.
But where should we hide it?
Just then, she heard footsteps outside, which meant that Song Daqiang was coming back.
She quickly stuffed the deposit slip into her chest.
Then, she put the box back under the bed, but this time, she put it in a very conspicuous place.
Then he went to the door and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Old Song, you're back. I'll go cook for you."
Song Daqiang had just sat down and taken a sip of tea when he heard the sound of police cars outside.
"What happened?"
He couldn't help but get up and walk outside, only to see the police getting out of their car and actually walking towards his house.
Who is Song Daqiang?
"Comrade, I am... what is it?"
Song Daqiang suddenly felt a little guilty and involuntarily took a step back.
"You're Song Daqiang, right? Someone reported you for hoarding small yellow croakers. Come with us."
"Sigh, is this a misunderstanding...?"
As Song Daqiang explained, he cursed inwardly, "Which bastard reported this? If I find out, I'll kill him."
As a result, a policeman had already handcuffed his wrists.
Another policeman began searching his house.
Soon, the box was found under the bed in the bedroom.
Inside the box were ten small yellow croakers.
"The evidence is irrefutable, why are you still denying it?"
When Song Daqiang saw the box of small yellow croakers, his face turned ashen.
He hid it so well, so well, who dug it out?
Wait, what about the savings book inside the little yellow croaker?
Who took it?
Before he could even finish thinking, Song Daqiang was taken away.
As she was leaving, Lin Xiuzhi deliberately came out, feigning reluctance, "Old Song..."
Looking at Lin Xiuzhi, Song Daqiang quickly pleaded, "Xiuzhi, save me!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuzhi's face immediately darkened.
I thought I'd still save you.
He might as well spend the rest of his life in jail.
Upon seeing her gloomy expression, Song Daqiang suddenly realized that it was probably Lin Xiuzhi who did it.
Enraged, he cursed, "You ugly woman, I should have beaten you to death!"
Despite his grumbling, he was still taken to the police car.
Seeing this, Lin Xiuzhi chuckled, took out the savings book she had hidden in her chest, and was overjoyed.
Great, this million is hers now.
When Song Daqiang was arrested, it happened to be the workers' work hours, and everyone saw it and pointed and whispered among themselves.
Soon, the news reached Song Ning's ears.
Song Ning was too tired and was still sleeping in early in the morning when she heard Li Yun knocking on the door.
"Song Ning, get up quickly. Something bad has happened. I heard your father has been arrested."
Upon hearing this, Song Ning immediately sat up.
"Arrest them?"
She only signed her scumbag father up for a rural assignment; surely that wouldn't warrant her being arrested?
Is the scumbag father resisting going to the countryside?
She quickly got up and put on some clothes.
"Mom, what happened?"
"I heard that Song Daqiang was caught hoarding small yellow croakers and was reported. I heard that the police found more than a dozen small yellow croakers on the spot."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ning immediately realized what was going on.
It must have been that wicked stepmother, Lin Xiuzhi, who reported Song Daqiang.
It's probably because they're dissatisfied with Song Daqiang's indifference towards Lin Peng and Song Xue.
After all, he was the original owner's biological father. Although he was a scumbag, he was still her biological father, and she wouldn't go so far as to kill him. So at the time, she only signed her scumbag father up for a rural assignment.
This Lin Xiuzhi is truly vicious, after all, she's his wife.
"Song Ning, don't worry. Maybe things will take a turn for the better."
Seeing that she was not speaking, Li Yun assumed that she was too anxious and quickly comforted her.
"It's okay, Mom."
Song Ning wasn't in a hurry at all.
Song Daqiang and Lin Xiuzhi are like dogs fighting, getting into a fight, so it's better for her to stay out of it.
However, Lin Xiuzhi shouldn't be too happy, because the real show is about to start.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Song Daqiang is her father, and it wouldn't be right for him to ignore her completely.
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