That evening, after Yang Zhaozhao and his family had parked their car and were heading home, a neighbor next door came to visit and asked, "Did you lose anything? Several houses next door and on the street ahead have been burglarized."
Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling looked at each other and said, "Let's go back and take a look."
Fortunately, the house had not been ransacked, and the surveillance camera didn't show anyone coming in, proving that nothing was stolen. "I guess they knew we didn't have anything valuable, so nothing was stolen."
"Oh, this thief is so picky about what he steals?" The older brother said, "Don't be so modest. Everyone knows that your family is rich. You are the only ones in this alley who can afford a car."
Not only do they eat meat every day, but every time they pass by, the smell of meat wafting from their house makes people salivate. Who wouldn't want to have a bite? The neighbors are so greedy that they can't help but curse at home.
Fortunately, Yang Zhaozhao knows how to behave. Whenever he has something delicious that can be shared, he will ask Xiao Cui to run errands and send it to the neighbors to eat together. They get along pretty well.
"All our family money was spent on buying a car, and now we're almost broke for Chinese New Year. I guess thieves know this and won't come to my house to steal."
Yang Zhaozhao stamped his feet and said, "It's getting cold. Let's talk about it another day. Let's go back and rest first."
"Okay!" The older brother nodded, then thought of something and said, "It's not safe to leave no one at home. When you go out, take your valuables with you so they don't get lost."
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, closed the door, stomped his feet, and walked home on the doormat. The yard was covered with snow, and he didn't want to clean it.
Li Yiling was a hardworking man. Knowing that Yang Zhaozhao was afraid of the cold, he was busy in the yard. After Yang Zhaozhao finished boiling water, he knocked on the glass and said, "Come out and take a look."
Putting down the things in his hands, Yang Zhaozhao stepped out to take a look, and saw two snowmen as tall as three-year-old children in the yard under the pomegranate tree.
Li Yiling wrote their names on the snowman's belly, one was Yang Zhaozhao and the other was Li Yiling.
Seeing this, Yang Zhaozhao smiled and looked over for a while, then asked Li Yiling to take a picture of her with a camera so that she could develop the picture later.
Finally, the camera was placed on the windowsill, Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling stood behind the snowman, and Yang Zhaozhao sneaked a kiss on Li Yiling.
Li Yiling's lips curled up and his eyes were gentle.
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It was snowing, and Yang Taotao's life was even more difficult. She had almost spent all the money she had, and the two of them were about to starve. Sun Hui looked at Yang Taotao with a sad face and gave her a belt: "Take this and sell it. It should be worth a few hundred."
"How many hundreds for a belt?" Yang Taotao didn't believe it.
"This is Hermès, a big foreign brand. I spent several thousand to buy it. If I had the money, I would not have sold it." Sun Hui never thought that a painting would make him a fugitive.
That Yang Zhaozhao deserves to die.
When his wound heals, I'll find an opportunity to teach that bitch a lesson.
Yang Taotao didn't understand what love was... Hermès, she only knew that a belt cost thousands of dollars, and only a fool would buy it. Couldn't a hemp rope be used as a belt?
Yang Taotao frowned: "How many hundreds can it really be sold for?"
"Well, if it wasn't inconvenient for me to show up, I wouldn't have let you go." Sun Hui touched her face: "I'll use the money to buy some meat to eat and satisfy my craving."
Yang Taotao was also greedy, but she had no money.
She sneaked out of the house. There were few people on the street. She didn't know where to buy belts in the house. She didn't dare to go to Yang Zhaozhao. In the end, she could only ask passers-by: "Do you want a belt?"
"I'll sell it to you at a lower price!"
"You said you love... you love Mama belts, but they're too expensive, and they're imported from abroad." Yang Taotao didn't expect that belts would be so difficult to sell.
Passersby didn't believe her at all. Yang Taotao wandered around the street for a while before someone finally approached her and asked, "How much is your belt?"
"Five... no, three hundred!" Yang Taotao was afraid that it was too expensive and could not be sold.
The man who asked the price glared, choking at the khaki belt, and then made sure he hadn't misheard: "Let me try it on to see if it works."
Yang Taotao happily handed the belt over. Seeing that the man's hands were numb from the cold, it took him some time to put it on. A capital H looked pretty good.
The man was satisfied and asked, "How much did you say?"
Seeing that he liked it, Yang Taotao said cunningly: "Four hundred!"
The man was tempted when he heard the price go up, and suddenly pointed behind her: "Why is your man here?"
Yang Taotao thought Sun Hui had come, and wondered why he ran out in such a cold weather. Wasn’t he afraid of being caught?
When I turned around, Sun Hui was nowhere to be found, not even a ghost.
Realizing that she had been cheated, she looked back and saw the man who had already run a few steps away and was riding his bicycle away desperately. Yang Taotao caught up with him.
"Come back, come back quickly and give me back my belt!" Yang Taotao was almost frozen, and there was no way she could outrun a bicycle. After running a few steps, the ground was too slippery, and she slipped and fell flat on her face.
Sun Hui saw that it was getting dark and Yang Taotao still hadn't returned. He frowned and asked, "Could that woman have run away with my belt?"
Not long after, footsteps were heard, and then the door opened. Yang Taotao limped into the house in a disheveled manner, her hands red from the cold, and came back carrying a sack of millet.
Looking at the dirty and injured Yang Taotao, Sun Hui frowned: "What happened? Did someone hit you?"
It would have been fine if Sun Hui hadn't asked. But when he did, Yang Taotao lay on the quilt and cried, feeling wronged. While crying, she told him about her experience. Sun Hui was so angry that he cursed: "You idiot! If I hadn't been injured, would they have the right to be so arrogant?"
"It's just a belt. If it's gone, it's gone. It's okay as long as the person is fine." Sun Hui thought Yang Taotao had run away, fortunately she had some conscience.
"But we have no meat to eat. This is the last bit of money we have to buy some millet. I will go out and find a job tomorrow. It will be fine if I can earn some food in return." Yang Taotao wiped away her tears.
Sun Hui stroked the watch on his wrist, a Patek Philippe watch, not cheap.
Sun Hui didn't want to exchange it for money unless it was absolutely necessary.
I wonder how Aqiang is doing now?
In the evening, I drank millet porridge, but my stomach was still rumbling.
Yang Taotao poured a cup of warm water, and each of them drank a large cup, then fell asleep again. They had to endure the hunger because they couldn't afford to buy food.
When he returned home this time, Yang Zhaozhao realized something was wrong. His house had been ransacked.
The rice jar was emptied, not a single grain was left. Yang Zhaozhao remembered that there were still about five or six pounds of rice. She thought that people would look down on it, but who knew that the rice was taken away as well.
Not to mention other things, even the pot on the stove was gone, and it was a stainless steel pot that Yang Zhaozhao used exclusively to boil water.
Li Yiling knew that his house had been robbed and his face turned grim.
Yang Zhaozhao checked the surveillance footage and discovered that it was not just one man, but two men who worked together to steal large and small bags. If the quilt hadn't been so big, they would have taken it away.
Yang Zhaozhao also lost her coat, scarf and several hats.
Knowing that Yang Zhaozhao's clothes and hats were valuable items, they took them away.
The thief came prepared, with his face covered and only his eyes exposed. Yang Zhaozhao couldn't see his face and didn't recognize him. His figure looked different from the one before.
Li Yiling went out to ask around and learned that their house had also been robbed. The neighbors felt relieved. They couldn't just rob them and not Yang Zhaozhao and the others!
There's no point in reporting the case to the police station. The damage isn't that big, there's no evidence, and they can't arrest anyone. All they can do is remind them to keep an eye on the door and take good care of their finances.
Yang Zhaozhao regretted that he was just an ordinary thief and was not after the painting.
Things are lost, so they are lost. If you can't find the person who lost them, you can't find them back. But Yang Zhaozhao felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about his clothes and hats being worn by others.
When Cui Nai found out her house had been robbed, she was furious: "If I were home, they wouldn't dare come. Why don't we move back home?"
"Let's wait and see. We can't take any risks." Yang Zhaozhao said cautiously.
Cui Nai was unhappy and pouted: "You just feel that we are disturbing your life, right?"
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Yang Zhaozhao was almost wronged to death. She thought that Li Yiling was too straightforward. He said that he would not sleep with her unless they got married, which made Yang Zhaozhao seem a bit frivolous.
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