"Uncle Li blames her, and also Uncle Zhang."
Li Cuntong was in dire straits. He kindly hoped that Zhang Yuying could pick up some old textbooks to help teach the children in the village. After all, he had already planned to focus on his pregnant wife.
I didn't expect that Zhang Chengxiao would come directly to the house, smash things, curse and turn the place upside down.
An unexpected disaster.
"Then Comrade Xu Ling..." Xu Shiqing was a little hesitant. The guys who harassed Xu Huachun and the others not only put things like small paper figures on the windows, but also put some very unlucky things, such as red shoes and red dates... The colors were originally festive, but in such a situation, there was only horror.
He searched the whole village and finally went to Uncle Zhang's house because the way he looked at him was strange and creepy. But other people in the village did not make Xu Shiqing feel this way.
"...Shi Qing." Xie Chongyue said, "Have you asked Xu Huachun and the others where these things were finally put?"
Xu Shiqing had never seen those things, but so many female comrades told him so, how could he possibly doubt it?
When Xie Chongyue asked this question at this moment, he was confused.
"Uncle Zhang put it there," the man said calmly, biting his cigarette. "It's easy to guess. When he was young, he learned a craft from someone in the county, making paper figurines for the dead. Later, the village thought it was unlucky, so he changed his path."
Xie Chongyue hadn't thought about it that way at first. When the young man first told him about what had happened to Xu Huachun and the others, although he was confused as to why these silly girls hadn't told him—after all, Xie Chongyue was definitely stronger than the frail scholar Xu Shiqing, right?—he still genuinely worried about them.
But the more he investigated, the more strange it seemed. He almost thought that this was a rumor made up by these girls in order to have more conversations with Xu Shiqing, the young master and handsome man from Beijing.
The villagers are talking a lot, and it is hard to tell the truth from the false, and even black and white are reversed.
"Uncle Li took a knife last night."
Xie Chongyue had lived in Xujia Village, a peaceful village, for more than 20 years since he could remember. But last night, it was as if a paper-covered pottery jar had suddenly been torn open, and the rotten and smelly pickles inside rushed straight into his eyes.
Their faces were hideous and their expressions were unpredictable. What made Xie Chongyue's back shiver was the slight smile on the faces of the other onlookers, their eyes narrowed, and their pupils glowed - like ghosts in the night.
"No one is hurt, right?" Xu Shiqing became anxious. If someone investigated this matter, Uncle Li would be finished.
"No." Xie Chongyue shrugged, leaned over, and whispered, "Everyone else is stopping them."
Xu Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief. It was no exaggeration to say that under those circumstances, it would have been perfectly normal for Li Cuntong to have simply killed Zhang Chengxiao. However, without evidence, Li Cuntong's actions would have been considered murder. If Zhang Chengxiao truly was the murderer, wouldn't that have been a boon to him, leaving the truth of Xu Ling's death uncertain forever?
"Don't worry about it," Xie Chongyue said. "This matter will be resolved. No one will hide the truth."
After all, they are not the murderers.
Xie Chongyue's eyes darkened. It is said that it is hardest for people to tell lies when they are emotionally upset. It would have been interesting if Zhang Yuying had said at that time, "I am not Lin Xufang! I do the same things as those civet cat princes!"
His adoptive parents made no secret of the fact that Xie Chongyue was an abandoned child they had found and raised. Lin Xufang, unable to bear children, treated Xie Chongyue like their own flesh and blood. He knew they hadn't treated him harshly over the years, so he wouldn't harbor any hatred for them just because of Zhang Yuying's words... He was just surprised his adoptive parents weren't as simple-minded as they let on.
But no one is perfect, and neither Lin Xufang nor Xu Chengan were ever perfect. In fact, no barren land can produce a perfect saint, just as rice cannot grow out of thin air in an unirrigated field.
Xujia Village is poor and has bad mountains and rivers, but this is not just a theory. It is just that the living conditions of the younger generation have improved and they have the opportunity to choose a more decent, civilized and beautiful lifestyle.
"That's good." Xu Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief.
Of the three tasks ahead, the one about "finding the culprit behind the strange happenings in the village" has been completed, and the sound of "ding-dong" indicates that the points have been credited to the account.
Xu Shiqing quickly opened the mall to see what technology he could exchange for - it would be even better if there were blueprints and other information about bombers that he urgently needed - after all, he had studied materials day and night, wasn't it just for the purpose of building airplanes and aircraft carriers?
He knew that he was undoubtedly a genius. After all, he could memorize most of the county's textbooks after reading them once. He learned the basics as if he was born with them, and the next level was something he could understand just by reading the book once - to this level, it was as if he had already known it before and was just reviewing it again.
Most of the technologies in the mall are very cheap. He looked at the really expensive technologies several times with greed, but then moved away regretfully. It was really impossible to make a laser cannon under the current conditions.
You need rice before you can cook.
Xu Shiqing was in high spirits after distributing the newly earned points in an orderly manner.
He felt that his journey in Xujia Village was coming to an end.
"Brother Chongyue! Do you want to go to the capital with me?" He made the invitation sound like it was no big deal, his eyes sparkling, "Don't you want to do business? You can come with my mother!"
"What do you want to do?" Xie Chongyue leaned sideways and lowered his head, with the tips of their noses almost touching. He actually didn't mean to get so close, it just happened naturally. He was also stunned when he noticed it.
Breathing blending.
Xu Shiqing was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away silently and said with a serious expression, "I just want you to be with me."
He had no specific understanding of the concept of "Duanxiu" in his mind, and naturally thought that Xie Chongyue was too handsome and too kind, so he liked being with him. As for the essence of this idea, Xu Shiqing could not think of it to this extent.
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