Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

Uncle Deng has always been honest and loyal, and he rarely gets so flustered.

Shen Ningning blinked her big round eyes: "Uncle Deng, please tell me slowly, what's wrong?"

She looked calm on the surface, but her little feet were whistling like the wind as she rushed towards the village.

Could it be that something happened to grandma?

Unexpectedly, Uncle Deng said: "Our home has been robbed!"

Shen Ningning suddenly frowned in confusion: "Were you robbed?"

"Yes, half of the firewood stored in my firewood shed was stolen." Uncle Deng said, almost crying.

Shen Ningning's heart sank: "How could it be? Firewood is not something that is easy to hide. There are people coming and going in the village. How could someone steal half the house's firewood without noticing it?"

She stopped and listened to Uncle Deng tell what happened.

It turned out that in the afternoon, three or four strangers with strange faces came to the village to visit the old village chief.

They said they were here to buy excess cotton quilts.

The old village chief had already sold it once, but he thought that if he sold more points, he could make another fortune.

So I asked Uncle Deng to lead two people to the back room to look at quilts and mink furs.

Taking advantage of this time, the remaining two people gathered around the old village chief to talk about home affairs, very enthusiastically.

The old village chief was wary at first, but he saw that these people were well-dressed and did not look like bandits.

What's more, we are in a village now, and villagers are coming and going outside. Even if these people are really gangsters, they don't dare to make any mistakes.

But this group of people spent a long time choosing. Either they disliked the quilt being too thin, or they thought the mink fur coat was too expensive.

In short, nothing was bought in the end, and these people left in the carriage again.

After they left, a while later, Uncle Deng went to the woodshed to get wood for a fire and prepare to cook.

Only then did I realize that half of the woodshed had been evacuated!

When Uncle Deng explained the reason to Shen Ningning, he happened to return to the old village chief's house.

Many villagers have gathered around the house. The old villager has a head full of white hair and looks haggard and tired in the light of the lights.

He just fainted once and kept covering his heart.

He murmured in his mouth: "It's over, it's over, most of the firewood is gone, how can the rest be enough?"

"I can't survive this disaster year, I can't survive..."

The villagers expressed their condolences.

When Shen Ningning entered the room, everyone consciously kept silent and stepped aside to make way for the little guy.

Seeing Shen Ningning, the old village chief felt like he saw a savior.

He almost choked and said: "Ning Ning, how can this be done!"

Shen Ningning still remained calm: "Grandpa, village chief, don't worry. Wait until I ask clearly. If it doesn't work, just report it to the official. Those people can't go far."

As he spoke, the little guy looked at the surrounding villagers.

"Has any of you clearly seen what they look like?"

The villagers looked at each other.

Sister-in-law Liu said in embarrassment: "It's evening. It doesn't matter whether it's dark or not. You can just see the outline of it."

A villager followed up and said, "I did see them carrying things, coming in and out."

"But I thought it was people from outside who came to buy things from the old village chief."

"When I passed the door, I saw our village chief laughing with that man. How could I have thought that this was stealing!"

Come in the evening, before the lights are lit.

The division of labor was even, with two people entangled Uncle Deng and two people guarding the old village chief.

The accomplices outside were responsible for the transportation.

A horse-drawn carriage would definitely not be able to transport half of the firewood in the woodshed.

Shen Ningning just looked at the ruts outside the house and estimated that three carriages came back and forth.

Uncle Liu said in a serious voice: "Let's chase the guys right now and follow the car tracks. Are we afraid that we won't be able to catch them?"

Everyone joined in.

But Shen Ningning shook her head: "No, after leaving the village entrance and walking another mile, you will reach the official road."

"The ruts there are criss-crossed. If they come prepared, they will not let us find them easily." The old village chief wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Those pieces of wood were given to me by Ning Ning."

"It's really hateful to let these thieves steal it!"

Shen Ningning said soothingly: "Don't worry, village chief, we will report to the official soon."

After hearing this, the old village chief could only shake his head silently and sigh, with a sad look on his face.

Everyone knows that once something like firewood is stolen, those people will store all the wood separately.

Even if I file a police report, what will happen?
There is no name written on the wood. How can you prove that it was the old village chief who lost it?

Shen Ningning's voice was soft and childlike, with a calmness that soothed people's hearts.

"It may take some time to investigate the case. There are too many people reporting to the government now, and the people in the government are too busy."

"But it doesn't matter. In the meantime, the village chief will use the emergency wood first."

Previously, Shen Ningning reminded the villagers to find a place to store some wood for emergency use.

Now comes in handy.

The old village chief suddenly woke up from his dream and hurriedly looked at Uncle Deng: "That's right, son, hurry up and call Hei Wazi to transport our firewood back."

Uncle Deng paused and nodded.

Shen Ningning generously lent them his carriage.

After dealing with it, the villagers went back to their homes, leaving only two men to accompany the old village chief to prevent him from thinking too hard.

Shen Ningning returned to her village house. Wolf Si and several wolves came down the mountain at some point and were playing in the snow in the yard.

Grandma Qin heard the noise and walked slowly to the door with a cane.

"Ning Ning is back? What happened at the village chief's side? It's so noisy. I want to go see your friend Mr. Jiang, but grandma is not allowed to go out."

Grandma Qin said with a smile.

Jiang Zhi is helping wash vegetables and light the fire in the kitchen.

Hearing this, he shouted: "Grandma Qin, you can't run around now, be careful if you fall again."

"I'll go and find out what's going on as soon as I cook the meal. Don't worry."

Shen Ningning smiled and patted the snow on her trouser legs, then walked into the yard with a round and cute face.

She rubbed the Wolf Si who came over.

He told grandma, "It's nothing. The firewood from the village chief's grandpa's house was stolen."

Grandma Qin was startled: "There are still thieves in full view of everyone?"

After all, Xiangyun Village now has a good reputation because it is backed by Langshan Mountain.

Not to mention thieves, during the worst drought, a vicious bandit was killed once. Since then, no one has dared to come to Xiangyun Village to cause trouble.

People who are on the road want to avoid it when they pass Langshan Mountain.

Shen Ningning took out a washed red fruit from the basket, opened her mouth and bit it in one bite.

Sweet juice flows down the tip of the tongue.

She groaned: "It was probably an acquaintance who instigated the crime."

"That person must know the Deng family very well and know that there is only an old man and Uncle Deng in the family."

Therefore, we can arrange a few people to come over and pester the Deng family father and son respectively.

Moreover, if you choose to go there at dusk, you must know Xiangyun Village well.

The man knew that at this time, every household in the villagers was cooking, and he was not afraid of attracting attention even if people came and went.

When anyone asked, he explained that he came to the old village chief to buy things, which would dispel the villagers' suspicion.

Grandma Qin looked serious: "Could it be the village chief's former wife, Wang Qiao'er, who went after the Deng family?"

Shen Ningning finished eating the red fruit and smiled lightly.

"Then I don't know." Anyway, she didn't tell the old village chief about her guess for the time being, for fear that he would faint again from anger.

Shen Ningning and Jiang Zhi accompanied Grandma Qin to finish dinner.

It happened that the Black Wolf King also wandered down the mountain.

As soon as Shen Ningning sat on the Black Wolf King's back and wanted to go back to the mountain, she saw Sister-in-law Liu coming in a hurry.

"Ning Ning, it's not good. You should go to the village chief's house and have a look. Their family is really in bad luck this time."