Chapter 64: The Thief

Zhao Qiang, Report to the Police at Dawn Before Liu Mingan approached, he heard the Third Uncle's wife crying heartbreakingly: "Oh~Oh~Mingan! Why is your life so hard? You just passed the exam and passed the exam, why did you pass the exam? God, you are blind, you are blind..."

The Third Uncle was supporting the Third Uncle's wife, patting her back and comforting her from time to time, and he was also wiping his eyes with his sleeves.

Liu Mingan looked again, and He Yiyi's family had all come. Aunt Lin wiped her tears and muttered "Poor, how could a good person pass away like this", He Yiyi cried so hard that she couldn't speak, squatting on the ground and staring at the fire in a daze, her brother He Dong lowered his head and accompanied her.

It seemed that everyone thought he was dead. Liu Ming'an looked at the people who were sad for him, and his heart was filled with warmth.

The first person to discover Liu Ming'an was the village chief's grandson, Zhuzi.

"Brother Ming'an?"

This shout was filled with incredible and irrepressible joy. Everyone turned their heads and saw Liu Ming'an standing behind them.

"Ming'an!" The third aunt rushed over in surprise, tears still on her face. She grabbed Liu Ming'an's hand and turned him over and over.

"You're okay, you're okay... You're fine, you're okay, that's great, that's great..." From great sorrow to great joy, the third aunt's voice trembled with emotion.

Seeing the old lady lose her composure because of her concern for him, Liu Ming'an was very moved, and he quickly comforted her in a gentle voice: "Third aunt, I'm fine, don't worry."

Everyone gathered around, and after confirming that Liu Ming'an was really fine, the sorrow that weighed on everyone's heart finally dissipated.

"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine." Everyone said sincerely.

Liu Ming'an nodded at them, and then walked towards the fire.

"Ming'an, don't go, it's all burned..." Third aunt held him and frowned.

Liu Ming'an looked at the house that was almost burned, and said solemnly: "I know, I won't go in, I'll just take a look."

"Ah~" Third aunt sighed, not knowing what to say, she knew that the remains of Liu Ming'an's parents must be in there.

"Ming'an, where did you go? Everyone is worried about you." The village chief asked.

Previously, everyone was busy celebrating Liu Ming'an's "resurrection" and ignored this question. When the village chief asked, everyone's attention was focused on this question again. They asked Liu Ming'an:

"Yes, Ming'an, where did you go so late at night?"

"Ming'an, did you offend someone?"

"Ming'an, where is the girl you bought? Her name is Jiang Ning. She won't be in the fire, right?"

...

Liu Ming'an knew that everyone had good intentions, but his mind was like a mess and he couldn't answer anything.

"Liu Ming'an and I went to catch a thief."

A female voice rang out from outside the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found a girl with disheveled hair and a masked face. At her feet, there was a man lying with his hands and feet tied with cloth strips.

"It's this man, Coach Zhao. He came to steal things and was discovered by us. Liu Ming'an and I chased him out and caught him. I didn't expect he had an accomplice. It must be his accomplice who burned our house." Jiang Ning kicked the man on the ground with her foot, but the man didn't respond at all. It was obvious that he had fainted.

Everyone was shocked by these words. The village chief was the first to react. He ran to Jiang Ning and squatted down. He turned the man over and saw his face clearly.

"It's really Coach Zhao!" the village chief said loudly, his tone full of disbelief.

"How could it be? Coach Zhao is at least half an official, how could he come to steal things?" He Ping, He Yiyi's younger brother, was young and couldn't hold back his words, so he asked his own questions.

"Yes, and besides, Liu Ming'an's family is so poor, what is there to steal?" Mrs. Zhang also echoed.

Although the others didn't say anything, Jiang Ning knew that they had the same idea.

"Anyway, the person has been caught. If you don't believe it, you can wait until he wakes up and ask him in person." Jiang Ning glanced at the crowd and said coldly.

The village chief stood up at this time. When something like this happened in the village, he needed to take charge of the overall situation.

"It's too late today, everyone go back and rest," the village chief said to the others first, then looked at Jiang Ning: "Tomorrow morning, Zhuzi and I will accompany you to report to the police, and let the county magistrate seek justice for you."

Logically, this Jiang Ning was bought by Liu Mingan, but for some reason, the village chief always felt that Jiang Ning was much stronger between the two of them, and Jiang Ning could make the decision, so the village chief said this to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at Liu Mingan, but saw that he was staring at the fire house that was gradually going out. He seemed to be shrouded in a heavy layer of sadness, and he was indifferent to the outside world.

"Okay, trouble the village chief." Jiang Ning responded politely.

The crowd dispersed and went home to sleep. Third Uncle walked to Liu Ming'an and said with concern: "Ming'an, don't be too sad. Your parents in heaven would definitely hope that you can be safe and sound."

Liu Ming'an forced a smile at the kind-hearted old man in front of him and replied: "Third Uncle, I know."

"Then where are you going to sleep tonight since your house is gone? Do you want to go back to your original home to spend the night and think about it tomorrow?" Third Uncle asked again.

Liu Ming'an shook his head and saw that the old woman was frowning. He comforted her in return: "Third Uncle, don't worry about me. It's too late and the dew is heavy. You should go back and rest early."

On the other side, the village chief made an appointment with Third Uncle to borrow his ox cart to escort Zhao Qiang to the government office early tomorrow morning. At the same time, Zhuzi helped Jiang Ning move Zhao Qiang under a big tree and tied him up with a cloth strip.

Everyone left, and the fire in the house was almost burned out, with only a few sparks dancing in the darkness.

Jiang Ning walked to Liu Ming'an's side, and watched the house turned into ashes with him, without saying a word.

"Jiang Ning, there are many things I don't understand." Liu Ming'an suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Ning beside him.

"What don't you understand?" Jiang Ning was not in a good mood, so she asked casually.

Liu Ming'an did not answer Jiang Ning's words, but just looked at her deeply, with complicated and indistinguishable thoughts in his eyes.

Why am I drugged but you are fine?

Why can you subdue the skilled coach Zhao so easily?

Why did I just sleep for a while and wake up to a mess?

Jiang Ning could feel Liu Ming'an's probing gaze on her face. She sighed silently and said, "Liu Ming'an, no matter what, I will protect you. I will help you get rid of all the people or things that may threaten you."

Then she left with peace of mind.

Jiang Ning added the last sentence in her heart.

Liu Ming'an looked at Jiang Ning. The two were very close, but he had never felt that they were so far away. What kind of person is the girl he likes? Liu Ming'an felt that he would never be able to see through her. Jiang

Ning listened to Liu Ming'an's low sigh, and then smiled gently and said to her, "Let me help you comb your hair. It's inconvenient to move with your hair loose all the time."

"Okay."

Jiang Ning moved her hands hanging by her side, and the dagger in her sleeve slipped into her palm. With a "sizzle" sound, the knife fell and another long strip of cloth was cut off from the hem of Jiang Ning's clothes. The strips cut earlier were used as ropes to tie Zhao Qiang's hands and feet.

Jiang Ning handed the strip of cloth to Liu Ming'an, sat on the ground, and let Liu Ming'an tie her hair.

It was Yin time, and there were still two hours before dawn. This night was a bit long.