Jiang Yanxu belatedly answered her question, "Yes, but I can't guarantee complete accuracy. Even if I stop this incident, there will be another, even greater coincidence that will guide him to where he should go. This is destiny and cannot be changed."
He Ruixue touched his face and said, "You are always so negative. I destroyed the man of destiny, but can't that give you enough confidence?"
Jiang Yanxu just chuckled and shook his head without saying anything extra. Even the world consciousness cannot change the true destiny. Perhaps it is also seeking the possibility of breaking through?
The seemingly unreasonable actions of the man of destiny are just tentative attempts. As for the people who pave the way for him and are implicated by him, they are just insignificant sacrifices.
God loves the world, which has always been the biggest lie in all religions.
At this time, her hair was dry. He Ruixue nestled in his neck and lit a stick of incense.
The incense is homemade. The only good thing about this era is that some precious incense woods can be found at scrap yards.
It is just in a broken state, which has no effect on incense making. In later generations, these are good materials for making beads, and no one would be willing to burn them for fun.
After eating and washing up, the two went to bed to rest before falling into a deep sleep.
Jiang Yanxu whispered the time and address in her ear, like a feather caressing her earlobe. He Ruixue grabbed his waist and rubbed it against his chest, mumbling, "Got it, go to sleep."
"Do you want me to cooperate with you?"
"When I need you, I'll just ask."
For some reasons, Captain Zheng did not reveal that she had killed someone.
The attention of the compound and surrounding neighbors was focused on the Niu family. After all, many police comrades came to inquire about the matter and discovered the tunnel right under everyone's noses.
The half-hidden news was accompanied by many speculations. Over time, the rumor that the Niu family was sheltering an enemy spy, and the spy was actually a Japanese devil.
It was indeed despised and scorned by many people, so Zheng Yingwei sent someone over to explain in a more official tone.
Everyone then realized that the Niu family was not sheltering an enemy spy, but was hiding a murderer.
The neighbors in the compound were immediately in an uproar, especially those with children, who are still terrified when they think about it now.
"Zhong Guilan, what are you thinking? My dog came to your house to play a few days ago, why didn't you stop him? Luckily nothing happened, otherwise I would fight you to the death."
"Yeah, who would dare to go to your house from now on? Anyone with a conscience, a neighbor, should at least give you a heads up."
Zhong Guilan retorted, "I reminded you, but you didn't notice. We were forced to do this. We really had no choice."
"Oh, playing tricks is just a good idea you came up with. I think you must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. You're still threatening me? You were living comfortably at home before and even attended two wedding banquets. How come I didn't see how you were forced?"
"If she dares to hide a murderer today, she'll dare to raise a knife and kill someone tomorrow. Anyway, she can just say someone threatened her afterwards.
Zhong Guilan, if you don't give an explanation for this matter, don't blame me for smashing your windows every day."
The crowd was outraged. Some were really angry, while others felt it was understandable, but they still joined the army to attack the Niu family, just wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to gain an advantage.
In the end, it was Master Zhao who stepped forward, and both sides took a step back. Zhong Guilan promised to prepare several banquets to apologize to everyone in the courtyard, with at least six dishes on the table, two of which were meat dishes.
Not wanting to be ostracized by everyone in the yard, she had no choice but to agree.
After all, she and Niu Anjia were shameless and didn't care about what outsiders thought, so they got together. But their children still had to live in the yard and couldn't be bullied all the time.
Alas, she had finally managed to save up a few meat tickets after the murderer left, but she had to give them away before she could even eat a single bite.
Zhong Guilan just felt extremely unlucky.
Who did their family offend?
People from the street office also came over after hearing the news. In order to ensure the safety of the residents, they planned to set up a management staff in each courtyard.
The main responsibilities are to check suspicious people in the hospital and convey information from the street office. Every month, they can receive several kilograms of grain and half a kilogram of meat coupons.
When they heard there were benefits, everyone rushed to take up the job. In the end, the person chosen was Xu Laoer, who was responsible for opening and closing the gate.
After all, Uncle Zhao is old and not as smart as young people.
Xu Laoer lives next to the gate, so he can see at a glance if there are any strangers coming in. He is also serious and responsible in his work.
Except for the shadowy crawling Xu Laosan, everyone was quite convinced by the result.
Single-family households like He Ruixue will not encounter similar problems after listening to the news conveyed by the street office.
He Ruixue returned home and found Zhao Meiya building a stove with loess.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"I'll make you some fruit."
"Where's Dad?"
"He's out. He'll be back soon."
It is not difficult to build an earthen stove in the countryside. Just build a shape with loess and then bake it dry with fire.
She put half a bowl of oil and half a bowl of sugar in a bowl of flour. It seemed that she had invested a lot of money.
After adding water and kneading it into dough, cut it into small pieces the length of a finger and bake it on the stone slab in the oven. If conditions permit, you can add chopped walnuts or sprinkle with sesame seeds.
But at home, we don’t have to be so particular. The lu guo we make is purely sweet, a mixture of sugar and oil, and it won’t taste bad no matter how we cook it.
Jiang Yanxu was helping out.
Time passed, the fire in the stove went out and then was reignited. It took the whole afternoon to make a small bag of stove fruit.
Zhao Meiya stored most of them in the cabinet in the living room, and took out the rest, put them on a plate, and placed them on the coffee table in the living room.
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