Because of a lie, Chen Shuning had to get up in the middle of the night. After confirming that Chen Jiandang was sound asleep on the other side of the kang cabinet, he secretly entered the space and resigned himself to starting to copy books.
Chen Shuning had no intention of training Chen Jiandang to become an antique appraisal master, so he only copied some knowledge about antique furniture and the hidden mechanisms in ancient furniture.
After drinking four cups of coffee in a row, Chen Shuning finally couldn't take it anymore.
He tossed the pen aside and left the space, then crawled into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Chen Shuning was woken up by the noise in the courtyard again the next day.
He sat up groggily and habitually called out, "Jian Dang, go see what's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"
After calling out for a long time without receiving a reply, Chen Shuning knew that the kid must have run away again.
The noise outside continued, and Chen Shuning was curious about what was going on, so she quickly grabbed the clothes at her feet and put them on.
When he arrived at the front yard, there were already quite a few people standing there, including educated youth and villagers, but the most conspicuous were the police officers in uniform in the middle of the crowd.
Finding Chen Jiandang in the crowd, Chen Shuning approached him and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? What are the police doing here so early in the morning?"
Chen Jiandang, who was engrossed in watching the commotion, was startled when someone suddenly pulled him. Just as he was about to retaliate, he met his sister's eyes, which were as bright as a national treasure's, and was startled again.
Forget about watching the commotion, she hurriedly pulled Chen Shuning aside and asked, "Sister, did you go out to steal last night or what? Why are your eyes so dark?"
Chen Jiandang's words caused several police officers in the crowd to turn and look in their direction.
Enraged, Chen Shuning slapped Chen Jiandang hard on the shoulder and yelled, "What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat? Don't you know how much work I did yesterday? My shoulder ached all night, and you were the only one who slept soundly. I bet you wouldn't even know if I died of illness in the house."
At this moment, Chen Jiandang had no idea that his words had almost led to an unwarranted interrogation of his sister.
Hearing Chen Shuning say that her shoulders ached all night yesterday, her tension and concern were no longer fake.
“I told you you should have taken mine with you when you went shopping yesterday. You carried so much stuff by yourself, how could your shoulders not hurt?”
"Okay, okay, stop looking. Come on, let's go back quickly, I'll give you a massage."
Seeing that the police were no longer paying attention to this side, Chen Shuning glared at Chen Jiandang with annoyance and said in the same annoyed tone, "Alright, you've been in pain all night, a little longer won't make a difference."
"Tell me quickly what happened! Why are the police here so early in the morning?"
Upon hearing Chen Shuning mention the police, Chen Jiandang realized what he had just said and stuck out his tongue guiltily.
He whispered, "It seems the police are here because of Shen Wenge's death in the cabin. They're here to find out more about the situation."
Although he didn't understand why the police came to the educated youth settlement to find out what was going on after Shen Wenge's death, he figured it had nothing to do with him, so he said with little interest, "Oh, then you wait here for now. If you need me, just call me. I'm going back to cook."
"By the way, what would you like to eat for breakfast? How about cornbread and a potato soup?"
Chen Jiandang truly felt sorry for his older sister. Upon hearing this, he quickly reached out and pulled Chen Shuning, saying, "Sister, your shoulder hurts. Why don't you wait here while I go back and cook?"
"Alright, you can stay here and watch. It's freezing cold, only you would want to watch this show. I'll go ask Eighth Grandpa for a couple of plasters to fix it up."
"You wait here. If the police need anything, you can come find me in the backyard. I'm going back to cook."
After saying that, Chen Shuning hugged his arms and ran back to the backyard. It was really cold that day, and Chen Shuning, who was only wearing a small cotton-padded jacket, felt that if he stayed any longer, he would freeze into an ice cube.
Seeing Chen Shuning return to the house, the others in the backyard also headed towards the backyard. Many of them had just gotten up in this cold weather, and it would have been better to go home and have dinner instead.
After returning to her small house, Chen Shuning started cooking, but Chen Jiandang did not return even after she had finished cooking.
So Chen Shuning had to pour the half-filled dish back into the pot, put his coat back on, and go out to take a look.
Who would have thought that she had just grabbed her coat and hadn't even had a chance to put it on when she saw Chen Jiandang leading two policemen into the house.
One of the young policemen looked somewhat familiar, but Chen Shuning couldn't quite place him.
As soon as Chu Qiao entered, she greeted him familiarly: "Hello, Chen Zhiqing, I am Chu Qiao. It's nice to see you again."
Last night, when Chu Qiao heard that the person who came to report the case was from the Qingshan Brigade, she thought of that quirky young educated youth.
Although he could tell from that time that the soldier's gaze was off, he could also tell that Chen Shuning had no romantic feelings for him.
So he thought he might still have a chance, so yesterday when their captain said he was coming to Qingshan Brigade to investigate the disappearance of a villager.
So Chu Qiao went to work early this morning, checked and started the car, and drove over at high speed after everyone arrived.
He spotted Chen Shuning talking to this guy in the crowd at a glance. After asking, he learned that the guy was her brother. So he volunteered to take Chen Jiandang to the backyard to find out what was going on.
It wasn't until Chen Shuning heard the name Chu Qiao that he remembered that the policeman who took He Chaoyang to the 358th Regiment Hospital when He Chaoyang was injured last time seemed to have this name.
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