As the 'village guard', whenever there is something happening in the village, he will come to help immediately. He is the kind of person who is willing to do the dirty and tiring work without complaint, and does not ask for anything else but just a meal. However, even for a meal, no one is willing to sit at the same table with the village guard. Su Ran does not despise this old man, and usually invites him to eat with him when he eats a lot of things in the village.
"Su Ran, are there guests at home?" Uncle Qin, who was busy chopping firewood, asked after wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Yes, some of my friends are here. Uncle Qin, you can chop wood later. I brought you some clothes. Come with me to try them on."
"You bought me clothes?"
"right."
"No, you quit. I don't need you."
"I've already bought it, I can't return it, let's go."
"Okay."
Uncle Qin threw down the axe and happily followed Su Ran away.
In fact, Su Ran didn't buy clothes for him specifically, but seeing that he was wearing tattered winter clothes, she planned to find two warm winter clothes for him.
Although Uncle Qin is mentally ill, he looks very upright and dignified. After all, he used to work as a diplomatic translator in London, England, representing China, so this is naturally not bad. But no one knows what happened, things have changed, and he ended up here, becoming a village guard.
"You go in, I'll be waiting at the door."
Uncle Qin was very tactful. He stood in the yard and didn't go in, for fear that the dust on his body would dirty the house.
"It's okay, come in."
"No."
This old man is quite stubborn.
"Okay, wait a moment."
Su Ran glanced at the sausages under the eaves. They were all dried and no holes were pecked by birds. This showed that Uncle Qin was really concerned about him. She guessed that he was sitting in the yard all day long, guarding this pile of sausages and bacon.
In the house.
Su Ran entered the room and did not see the four of them. He called out twice and heard an echo from the second bedroom.
"Oh shit! This is bad."
Su Ran suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to lock the second bedroom. In that room was the special equipment after the mushroom house was upgraded - an iron cage, a large bathtub, and a bunch of ancient torture instruments.
The society is going to die.
Rush forward and push the door open.
"Listen to my explanation..."
Before he could finish the explanation of the word, Su Ran was shocked by the scene in front of him. He almost vomited blood and died.
Ah, this...
But it was Liu Jinyu who was tied to the "torture device" by three women.
"You bastards, let me go quickly, Su Ran, come and save your sister."
"Sorry to bother you."
Su Ran is going to close the door.
"Come in."
Xiao Wanqing called out, and Su Ran came in obediently.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xiao Wanqing looked incredulous. "Su Ran, Su Ran, so you are this kind of man. What's in this room? What do you want to do by bringing us here? Have you been having too much fun?"
"I feel very uncomfortable." Xie Yinren felt very uncomfortable when he looked at the iron cage.
"It's a bit perverted." Aina said.
Su Ran: "Actually, it's not what you think. The things in here, uh... are... um... oh oh oh, our village used to have a government office in ancient times, and the torture instruments here are all antiques. I think they are valuable, so I collected them. A complete set is very valuable."
Xiao Wanqing: "You think we are stupid. I am embarrassed to tell you what this torture device is."
Girls nowadays are not stupid and cannot be fooled.
Su Ran: "Okay, I'm going to be honest. I sent the wrong pictures to the renovation company when I was renovating. When I came back from my trip, they had already messed up the place. I've never used them before. If you don't believe me, check for yourself to see if these things are new."
The three little ones checked it and found that it was indeed new.
Xiao Wanqing: "Okay, let's just assume what you said is true. Now let's play a little bit, let's play with your sister Jinyu."
Liu Jinyu struggled: "Xiao Wanqing, you've gone too far. Let me go quickly, or I'll beat you to death later."
Xiao Wanqing: "Oh my god, you're still being stubborn. Ayi Na, turn on the switch."
"Great." Aina excitedly pressed the switch of the 'bubble machine'.
Liu Jinyu: "Stop, stop, stop, don't press it. I'm wrong, okay? You're the one who caused this, little brother."
Suranshe is dead.
I really want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Xiao Wanqing: "Okay, I don't need to torture you. Let me ask you a question. Do you want to get burned?"
Liu Jinyu nodded without thinking: "I am burning, I am burning, I am the most burning. You, Xiao Wanqing, are the most innocent and pure. Is that okay? Let me go."
Su Ran: Poof...
Xiao Wanqing smiled and said, "That's more like it. Ayi Na let him go."
Liu Jinyu immediately turned hostile after the chains were removed.
"Damn Wanqing, you still dare to torture me? I'm going to make you pay today."
Two women started fighting, the kind that couldn't be pulled apart, and they wanted to tie each other up and torture each other.
Su Ran: "Take your time to play. I'll tie you all up and torture you at night."
The four little ones: "You dare!"
Su Ran smiled and walked out of the room, and Xie Yinren followed him out.
"Yin Ren, help me pack some clothes."
"What are you cleaning up for?"
"I told you about Uncle Qin. He has no clothes to wear in the middle of winter. Give him a few pieces so he doesn't have to move."
"Um."
I went to the master bedroom and helped fold the winter clothes that Su Ran took out from the cloakroom. They were all luxury goods, all belonging to Su Ran. Moreover, the Mushroom House was very powerful. In the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, when luxury clothing brands released new products, the system would automatically upgrade the cloakroom through the Mushroom House and update the host's new clothes.
"Is that all?"
"I'll find two more pairs of shoes."
"Then I'll give these to Uncle Qin first."
"Okay, he's right at the door."
"Um."
At the door.
Uncle Qin sat under the eaves, smoking a pipe, looking at the desolate yard, the biting cold wind blowing across his weathered face.
The next second, a voice came from his ear, waking him from his daze.
"Uncle Qin."
Uncle Qin uttered a sigh, turned around and looked behind him, only to see a girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old walking out of the house with a few clothes in her arms and a sweet smile on her face.
A long-lost smile appeared on Uncle Qin's weathered face. He trembled and opened his mouth, calling out the long-forgotten name in a hoarse voice, "Shumin..."
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