Li Hongwei and Liu Lanxiang returned to the village.

Many people in the village knew that the Li family opened a fried skewers shop in the county town. It was with the money earned from the shop that they renovated the mud house built by the second son Li Hong and brought his wife back from her parents' home.

The second son continued to work outside, and his wife's mother stayed at his house, helping her daughter cook and look after the children.

The Li family's days are getting better and better.

I heard that he also wants to build a house for the third brother, Li Hongqiang.

In the village, some people were envious, some were jealous, but they still appeared to be warm and friendly.

"Hongwei, I heard that your fried skewers shop is closed and you opened a small restaurant?"

"You must have made a lot of money. I heard you bought a house in the county?"

Li Hongwei smiled naively: "No, no, I heard it from someone, the restaurant is open, but the house is rented, rented."

He knew that most people were good people, but there were a few who couldn't stand others doing well and would make sarcastic remarks behind their backs.

When he first opened the fried skewers shop, many people laughed at his mother Chen Xiaoying behind his back: Chen Xiaoying has been a rural woman all her life, and she is doing business in the county town? She is dreaming, it will definitely fail soon, and she will be in debt.

Now that the skewers shop is closed and a small restaurant has been opened, I wonder what these people will say.

He said so, but Lijia Village is close to the county town, and the villagers have seen with their own eyes that the business of that small restaurant seems to be more prosperous than the former fried skewers shop.

"Lanhua, you are so lucky. You are enjoying life with Hongwei."

Some people also teased Liu Lanxiang.

The couple had never been paid so much attention by so many people before. They said "no, no" and left quickly.

There was no one on the road, so Li Hongwei said with a sullen face: "When I had no money, everyone laughed at me and looked down on me. They ignored me when I greeted them on the way. Now that I have money, everyone says sour words to me. I just want to show them my bad luck. What kind of people are they?"

Liu Lanxiang said: "Who cares about them? We just need to live our own lives well."

The two men thought so, but there were some people with bad intentions who started to ask Li Hongwei to play cards. Li Hongwei couldn't avoid it. After going a few times, Li Hongwei found out that they were not joking, but a conspiracy to cheat him of his money. He didn't dare to offend them, so he said that there was a lot of work in the fields and he would not go next time.

In every village, there are a few people who are not doing their jobs properly. They are idle all day long and do not work properly.

This group of people also commit petty thefts.

When Li Hongwei came home from work one day, he found his house had been ransacked. Clothes in boxes and cupboards were scattered all over the floor, and the drawers of the table were all open.

"See if anything is missing." Li Hongwei said quickly.

Liu Lanxiang was frightened and looked for it quickly: "The twenty-plus yuan I used to support the bed is gone."

Li Hongwei thought for a moment and said, "Fortunately, we don't keep money at home. What about the coupons?"

Zhezi and his companions hid in a rat hole in the old pigpen in the yard. The two men hurried to look for them and found that the farm tools piled there were not moved, so they took Zhezi out.

"Forget it this time, but if it continues like this in the future, I won't dare to leave anything at home. It's just like on the street, people can come and go as they please." Liu Lanxiang said fearfully, holding the passbook.

I don't mind losing the passbook, as I can apply for a new one. But I'm afraid that if there is two thousand yuan in it, others will think her house is a rice jar, and thieves will come to her house to steal when they have nothing to eat.

"Half a bag of rice was lost, and half a jar of noodles." Li Hongwei came out of the kitchen, also frowning and looking angry.

This was the first time since the couple started making money that they felt that making money was not a good thing.

"What should we do? Should we call the police?" Liu Lanxiang said.

Li Hongwei thought about it and hurried to the old house to find Li Pingwang, in case his father's house was also stolen. His parents' valuables were all locked in the wooden box beside the bed. When the thief came, he could just pry open the lock and take away everything.

Li Pingwang's life is not easy now. His wife Chen Xiaoying went to the county town to open a restaurant, and took his third daughter-in-law, who lived in the same courtyard, with her. The courtyard, which usually used to be lively even when there were quarrels, has now become completely deserted.

His face became uglier day by day.

"Dad, my house was robbed. Did anyone ransack your house?" Li Hongwei asked Li Pingwang hurriedly.

Li Pingwang was sharpening his sickle. When he heard this, he was startled: "Were we robbed? I don't have anything here."

Just as he finished speaking, his wrinkled face became longer than a donkey's: "Oh, thieves all know that I am not the boss, so they are too lazy to steal from me."

Old wife Chen Xiaoying has made money and is a boss in the county. People say that he is enjoying a good life with his wife. What kind of happiness is she wanting?

He didn't see a penny.

"What happened? Did you lose anything?" Although he said that, he was also afraid of losing money.

Li Hongwei then said: "No."

"No, that's it." Li Pingwang breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained to his wife Chen Xiaoying: "You just know how to mess around. You didn't make much money, but you attracted thieves first."

"When you make money in the future, deposit it in a credit union. Don't keep it at home. It's not safe even in a rat hole."

Li Hongwei nodded randomly, saying that he didn't keep it at home because he was afraid of thieves stealing it.

When he got back, Li Hongwei was confused. After thinking about it, he decided to tell his mother Chen Xiaoying about this matter.

Chen Xiaoying is now independent and smart, and has become the backbone of her sons. Li Hongwei wants to hear what his mother has to say, and also tell her that no matter how much money she earns every day, she should deposit it in the credit union and never keep it in the store.

After riding a bicycle for about twenty minutes, Li Hongwei arrived at the store.

Chen Xiaoying was sitting at a table, peeling garlic with a little girl she didn't know. They were both wearing identical aprons and it was obvious that they were both working in the store.

It is also convenient for guests to call.

It was around four or five in the afternoon and there was only one table of guests eating.

"Hongwei, why are you here? What are you buying?"

The small supermarket in Lijia Village only sells oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. As for the extra items, even farm tools, people are willing to walk a few more steps to the market in the county town to pick them up.

"Mom, come out, I want to tell you." It's not a good thing, and I don't want anyone to know.

After the mother and son went out, Li Hongwei said this quietly.

Chen Xiaoying was also shocked. She knew that there were a few thieves in the village, but she didn't expect that her family would be targeted so soon.

"They dare to steal from our house because they think we don't have any powerful people. Even if they are caught, we are not afraid."

If a thief steals a lot of things, he will be sentenced to a few years in prison at most and will be released. But after he is released, if he still pesters you, steals your things, and makes your life miserable, what should you do?

Both mother and son were in a dilemma.

"Mom, do you think we should call the police?" Li Hongwei asked.

Report it, make a big fuss about it, but nothing was lost, it's embarrassing.

If I don’t report it, what if people think that his family members are scared and come again in the future? What should I do?

The more than 20 yuan, half a bag of rice, and half a jar of flour that his family lost were not blown away by the wind, but were all earned by their hard work.

"Do you know who it is?" Chen Xiaoying couldn't help but ask quietly. People from the same village knew most of them well, and she herself knew a few candidates: "Is it Lao Laizi?"