Chapter 43 Who Stole the Money
Cui Chengjun led the two of them back home. Because it was the busy farming season, everyone in the family, young and old, had gone to work, so there was no one at home at the moment.
He went back to the house, took out 700 yuan, and led them to his brother-in-law's house. Unexpectedly, Qian Yehai, the vice president, was drinking tea and walking in the yard to digest his food.
Cui Chengjun came forward, and the two of them whispered for a long time. During this time, Qian Yehai looked back at the An brothers and sisters from time to time, and his face changed. Finally, Qian Yehai gritted his teeth and went into the house to get 1,300 yuan, handed it to Cui Chengjun, looked at the An brothers and sisters and said, "I can give you the money, but you have to keep the receipt, so that you don't have to deny it later and no one can explain it."
"Will you write down the things you did to buy the credit?"
"Write that the Cui family pays off your debt of two thousand, plus the method of the first aid booklet, which you learned from Tianhao."
An Zhixia didn't know what she was thinking of. A smile flashed across her eyes. She pulled her brother and said, "Write it then. Who's afraid of who?" Then she took out a pen from her pocket and asked Vice President Qian for stationery.
She wrote down every word according to his request.
"You also need to put your fingerprints on it," the former vice president stared at the letter for a long time, and when he saw that there was no room for further changes, he requested.
An Zhixia used a pen to blacken her and her brother's thumbs, and carefully pressed them on the letter paper, leaving clear fingerprints with great pleasure.
There were three copies, and they each kept them.
An Zhixia took the two thousand yuan and put it in her pocket, then took it back to the supermarket. Then she stuffed the repayment slip to her brother and walked forward briskly with her hands behind her back.
"Xia Xia, um, why did you agree to leave a repayment slip for Vice President Qian? He has gone from being a farmer to where he is now, so he must have become a veteran. What if he tricks us? With your handwriting and our fingerprints, we can do a lot of things." An Zhiqiu felt uneasy and stared at the paper in his hand worriedly.
"Brother, am I such a fool?" She smiled like a cat stealing fish, shaking the pen in her hand: "He is the vice president, so what? It's just his bad last name. He will step down sooner or later. Look, this is a treasure. I spent half a year working for others to earn it."
"What treasure? Isn't it just an ordinary pen?"
“When you get home and look at the paper in your hand, you’ll know what kind of incredible treasure it is!” After keeping the person in suspense, she smiled, turned around and continued walking.
"Brother, what are your plans for this money?"
An Zhiqiu didn't put the paper in his pocket, but held it in his hand, wanting to see what was so magical about it. He smiled and replied, "You keep the money first, and when they are all defeated, we will use the money to help the village develop, and you can go to the commune and be a small cadre."
This time it was An Zhixia's turn to be curious. She walked side by side with her brother and tugged at his clothes. "Brother, tell me, how do we get them off their horses?"
An Zhiqiu kept the secret and shook his head with a smile. Seeing that the girl was getting anxious, he said slowly, "I don't know either. Brother Yuan asked you to write the manuscript and wait for the news."
An Zhixia chuckled twice, turned around and left, thinking that her brother had learned bad things.
It was already past breakfast time and there was still some time before lunch, so the two of them went home to have something to eat.
When they reached the door, An Zhiqiu couldn't help but open the paper and looked at it, blinking in disbelief: "Xia Xia, can you perform magic? Where are the words on it?" he asked in a low voice.
An Zhixia smiled proudly: "It's not that I can perform magic tricks, but the ink in this pen is magical. It can make the words completely evaporate into the air and disappear after half an hour. Even if you use vinegar or ultraviolet rays, you can't restore it."
An Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. Is there such a magical thing?
"Brother, did you go to high school for nothing? Science is amazing, right? Magicians and jugglers also use science to accomplish seemingly impossible things."
"So, we can blackmail them again?"
"Brother, what do you mean by blackmail? We deserve this, otherwise they would fight to the death and not give up. Besides, they don't have much money left. We won't bother with it."
"I just said it casually, and you're scolding me again?" An Zhiqiu shook his head helplessly.
As they were talking, they walked into the yard and saw that the lock on the kitchen door had been broken, so they hurried over to take a look.
There was no meat, rice, flour, eggs or her pickled duck eggs left in the kitchen, and the other pickles in the jar were covered with sand and were no longer edible.
"Let's go inside," An Zhiqiu said with a sullen face, and he and his sister went back to their rooms.
When An Zhixia entered the room, she saw Chen Sike covering her mouth with her hands and laughing in gloating, while Qi Yunlan was expressionless with an egg rolled on her face. She took a deep breath and checked her things. The quilt on the bed was gone, and the new clothes and cashmere sweaters were gone. The locks on the dressing table and the kang table were also broken.
There were very few things in it that she had put out in the open, and even the money was only in notes, less than ten dollars in total. In fact, she knew who had done it even if she used her toes to think.
The man who could act so brazenly and then take advantage of others, and also cause the two people in the room to react like that, could only be Kang Xiaohua, who had been restrained for a whole Spring Festival and finally acted!
An Zhixia stepped forward, grabbed each of them by the hair, and dragged them into the yard amid their screams.
"Brother," she winked at An Zhiqiu and said angrily, "These two women stole our things and money. I lost more than 1,300 yuan!"
When Qi Yunlan heard her report this number, her expression immediately changed. "Xiao An, the educated youth, please stop slandering me. How could we possibly steal your things? It was clearly..."
"Who else could it be if not you? Everyone knows that Chen Zhiqing came back to catch up on his sleep after distributing tools to the villagers, and you didn't go to work after returning from the village committee. There are two living people here, how could I be robbed? Unless you have a grudge against me and committed the crime together!"
"You're talking nonsense," Chen Sike was very angry, but her hair was in someone else's hands, so she could only curse: "How much money do you have that is worth my concern? It's 1,300 yuan, don't open your mouth, maybe you haven't even seen a few big unity, and you dare to say that. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"I just lost these," An Zhixia said coldly. "Brother, losing money is a big deal. Even if 1,300 yuan is reported to the town police station, it will be enough to cause a sensation. What's more, there are my newly made quilts and clothes, which have been used for the entire Spring Festival. Besides, if the thief dares to steal money today, he will dare to burn the rice fields tomorrow. We can't tolerate her."
"I'll go call someone," An Zhiqiu nodded and strode away with a gloomy face.
Not only were his own belongings looted, but also Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei's belongings. This was no small matter, even though it was the busy farming season, he had to get people to come over and catch the thief as soon as possible!
Haha, thank you for your support and messages, I read them one by one, I am an expert at giving likes~
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
