A chill surged up in Meng Beiwan's heart.
At this moment, Wanwan thought of many things.
For example, in modern movies, there is the female ghost in red who often appears in the dead of night, or the hideous little zombies in the zombie war.
"Buddha Tathagata, Goddess Guanyin, please show up soon."
As she spoke, Wanwan clasped her hands together in the dark and bowed several times towards the night sky in a formal manner.
"Ahem~Haha" a burst of suppressed laughter came from behind Wanwan.
Don’t be anxious, this voice sounds so familiar.
Wanwan covered her eyes with her hands, leaving only a tiny gap between her fingers.
He suppressed his inner fear and turned his head around.
Well, unfortunately, the person behind me just accidentally shone the flashlight into his face.
You know what, the white light shining on her cheeks made her face look abnormally white, and in the middle of the night, it gave off a different kind of weird feeling.
I don’t know if everyone is scared, but Wanwan is extremely scared.
"Ghost!" A loud roar quickly spread in the quiet little village.
The big yellow dog at the entrance of the village was so frightened that it shook its body and barked twice.
"It's me, it's me, Song Zhouxing."
Song Zhouxing quickly covered Wanwan's mouth and suppressed her punches and kicks.
The two of them were going to do something sneaky in the middle of the night, so what was the point of waking everyone up?
"Song Zhouxing, what are you doing so late at night? Are you really trying to scare people?"
Wanwan was a little angry. No one would feel good if someone patted them on the back while walking on the street in the middle of the night.
After saying this, Wanwan walked forward without looking back, and rolled her eyes at Song Zhouxing. I don’t know if he received it.
Song Zhouxing also realized that his behavior just now was inappropriate, and he might have really scared Meng Zhiqing.
He touched his nose and gave a rare smirk. He quickly caught up with Bei Wan. It was so late at night, and he didn't know where Meng Zhiqing had gone.
Song Zhouxing had no idea that Wanwan and he were going to the same destination. He looked at the familiar big peach tree in front of him and watched the girl digging the soil with great effort.
Song Zhouxing was unusually silent. It seemed this educated young man, Meng, had quite a few secrets.
Song Zhouxing felt an unprecedented curiosity about Wanwan, but he subconsciously ignored the indescribable emotion in his heart.
"You, come here to dig in the middle of the night?" Song Zhouxing asked in surprise.
Wanwan rolled her eyes at him again. Why did this good villain seem to be a little bit stupid?
"Yeah, that's right. I suddenly felt like I had nothing to do in the middle of the night, so I thought of coming here to dig some dirt and have some fun."
Bei Wan replied unhappily.
Song Zhou regretted his words the moment they came out of his mouth. How could he say such meaningless things?
The atmosphere suddenly fell into an inexplicable awkwardness.
Well, it should be just Song Zhouxing's unilateral embarrassment. Bei Wan's family is busy digging the soil and doesn't care about the surrounding environment at all.
The account book was buried quite deep, and Wanwan dug for a long time before she found a hard object.
I flipped through it with the help of the flashlight Song Zhouxing was holding. Judging from the contents, it should be the old account book.
Song Zhouxing also saw this thing and expressed his incomparable surprise at the right time.
Seeing Song Zhouxing revealing an expression that was completely inconsistent with his usual image, Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.
After all, not everyone can make the villain look like this.
Although I did use the power of space this time, I still felt a sense of accomplishment when I finally got to the front of the extremely smart villain in the book.
"Well, isn't this the old account book we've been looking for these past two days? Then last night when I was sleeping, I suddenly had an idea.
Putting myself in the shoes of the Wang family, where would I put such an important thing? Then, after careful reasoning, I felt that it would be safer to keep it under my own nose than anywhere else. Didn't I just want to come to the Wang family to take a look?
Then I…"
"Anyway, I just feel that this old account book will be under this big peach tree. You don't understand, it's called intuition."
In the end, Wanwan couldn't continue her story and could only stammer and make up a bunch of nonsense.
Song Zhouxing held back his laughter
"Oh, so that's how it is. Your intuition is really quite accurate then." He answered seriously and nodded with a look of belief.
Wanwan had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go home when the lights in the house behind them suddenly came on.
A loud questioning voice was heard, "Who's outside?"
Song Zhouxing and Meng Beiwan looked at each other, then stood up tacitly, turned off the flashlights, and ran into the darkness hand in hand.
Hearing the loud cursing and the sound of a door opening behind them, they looked at each other and laughed in tacit understanding.
Early the next morning, as soon as the rooster crowed, Wanwan, who had been in a deep sleep, struggled to get up.
She and Song Zhouxing have something big to do today!
Wanwan got up and made breakfast. After eating, the two of them walked towards the old village chief's house with high spirits.
"Hey, Wanwan, Zhouxing, why are you two here? Is there something wrong?" Aunt Jiang asked with a puzzled look.
It's no wonder Aunt Jiang is so curious. Since the two children went to the countryside, they came to his house once on the first day. The old man wanted to help the two children, but he didn't expect them to be so sensible.
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