He was about to take two steps outside when he tripped and lost his balance in an instant, about to fall.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, he grabbed the door frame in time with his hands.
"Ouch, what is that!"
He almost got himself hurt by the fall.
Then I saw a suitcase at my feet.
He was a little strange.
Who is this person? Why did he put the box right in front of his door?
Isn't this intentional harming of others?
The door was opened again, and before anyone came out, Bai Lingzhi's voice rang out:
"What happened? I heard your screams in the kitchen."
If you didn’t know, you would think that robbers had broken into the house.
"I don't know who put a box at our door."
"Who put it there?"
It looked like a new box, and it looked more like it was placed there intentionally than accidentally.
"How about we take it home and see what it is?"
"Why do you have to bring everything home? What if there's something deadly in here? Wouldn't that harm the whole family?"
"How could something dangerous be in broad daylight? Could there be a bomb in here?"
"Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know? Things are chaotic right now, and there might be a box of fingers or even internal organs in here! The police will be here the moment you take it in!"
Song Laowu opened his mouth with some difficulty.
Then he stared at the box that had tripped him in a strange manner.
Is it really the same as what my wife said?
Song Rushuang was in a dark place and was quite close, so she could clearly hear the conversation between her fifth uncle and fifth aunt.
System Xiao Ai couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Hahaha, their imagination is so funny, isn't it? Just a suitcase, and they can imagine so many things?"
System Xiao Ai naturally felt that they were making a fuss out of nothing.
But Song Rushuang noticed a strange aura in Bai Lingzhi's expression.
In Song Rushuang's cognition, Bai Lingzhi has always been bold and capable. If she hadn't encountered any situation, she would not have become like this now.
Song Rushuang's expression was serious, and she said in a muffled voice:
"Xiao Ai, isn't there a term for symptoms of persecution?"
To be more precise, it is a symptom of stress.
Because of something that happened in the past, it left a psychological shadow in my heart.
After that, if you encounter dangerous things again, you will become suspicious.
System Xiao Ai seemed a little shocked:
"You mean to say she's suffering from paranoia?"
Song Rushuang nodded solemnly:
"Well, I have such suspicions."
Just based on Bai Lingzhi's words, Song Rushuang made such a guess.
This is really unrealistic.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it?"
"For this kind of thing, it is better to believe it exists than not to believe it exists."
“…”
In front of the shop, Song Laowu and Bai Lingzhi looked at each other. For a moment, both of them were at a loss.
If the shop wants to open for business, this box cannot just be left here.
Otherwise, it would be almost the same as openly driving away guests.
"There's nothing we can do. We don't know what's in this box. We might as well just put it aside. If someone put it there, someone will definitely come to take it. It has nothing to do with us anyway."
Song Laowu agreed with what his wife said.
Plus, he is a wife slave.
So, naturally, he did whatever Bai Lingzhi said.
Song Laowu dragged the suitcase to the other side, and then entered the store with Bai Lingzhi.
With a bang, the shop door closed.
There really wasn't any hesitation at all.
Behind the stone pillar, Song Rushuang sighed slightly.
Even though she had guessed that this might happen a long time ago, Song Rushuang felt helpless and relieved.
The reason for the helplessness was that it was extremely difficult to send the money without revealing one's identity.
I feel relieved because my family members are very vigilant.
Vigilance is a good word, anyway.
"What do we do next? Just leave the suitcase like that?"
"I just bought a new suitcase, and if you leave it there, it's inevitable that no one will take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man walked towards the suitcase.
It’s not that Song Rushuang is prejudiced against the elderly. Those who like to take advantage of others must be the elderly.
If it was just a suitcase, it would be fine, but there were 70,000 yuan in it!
This is not just money for the Song family, but also the key to whether Song Rushuang can complete the task.
Therefore, the situation did not give Song Rushuang time to think too much.
She immediately raised her legs and chased after him.
When the old man wanted to stretch out his foot to touch the suitcase, she successfully stopped him:
"This box belongs to someone else. Please don't touch it!"
Song Rushuang felt that she had been very polite.
"Your box? If you call it, will it answer you?"
Song Rushuang said quickly:
"Other boxes may not work, but mine will definitely work."
The person on the other side immediately showed an expression of disbelief.
System Xiao Ai didn't expect Song Rushuang to say such a thing.
"Huh? The box you bought can actually talk?"
"What do you think?"
System Xiao Ai thought about it and felt that it was unlikely.
After all, this box was bought at the market and there is nothing special about it.
"and you?"
What do you want to do?
Song Rushuang said quickly and sincerely:
"Depending on you, you can do it!"
"Huh?"
Song Rushuang shouted, and then System Xiao Ai was stunned for a moment. Although her brain had not yet reacted, she had already begun to agree with him.
"Gah!"
The scene was really too weird.
It was broad daylight and the sun was scorching, but the old man still felt a chill on his back.
Even without Song Rushuang saying anything more, his face changed, and then he thought of something and ran away.
Song Rushuang looked at the old man walking away and smiled.
You want her things just like this?
Is this too good to be true?
When Song Rushuang was so proud of herself, she forgot where she was.
Until a familiar voice came from behind:
"Little sister, is this suitcase yours?"
It is no exaggeration to say that in such a short moment, Song Rushuang couldn't help but get goosebumps.
She didn't even dare to turn her head.
The people behind him naturally also felt something strange.
Until another old male voice sounded:
"Old Five, why do you always run to the door? You can't stay on the bench?"
It’s grandpa!
Song Rushuang's whole body suddenly seemed to stiffen.
However, Song Rushuang felt fortunate that the person who came was her grandfather, not her grandmother.
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