In a lightning-fast journey, Lin Deshui went straight to Lin Qianqian's mother-in-law's house.

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle outside the door, Wu Xiuzhi climbed up from the kang.

He opened the curtains and looked outside. A young man with a strong physique and a Lei Feng hat climbed over the wall.

The posture was similar to that of the bandits who came down to rob the mountain decades ago, and Wu Xiuzhi was immediately frightened.

Lin Deshui took three steps at a time and kicked the door open. He stood in the middle of the hall, holding his neck and shouted, "Lin Qianqian, get out of here!"

Seeing no one responded to him, Lin Deshui was furious. He glanced at the two rooms on the left and right. The curtains hanging on the doors. The curtain in the east room was an embroidered curtain that had been washed and turned yellow, while the one in the west room was washed and turned white. red mandarin duck cloth door curtain.

No need to think about it, Lin Qianqian lives in the West Room.

Lin Deshui kicked open the door of the west room again. It was empty. The quilts on the kang were not folded and were piled randomly in the corner.

OK! Damn that stinky girl, you knew you were in trouble, so you ran away overnight, right?

Lin Deshui was so angry that he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find valuable things.

Last night his father had an operation and stitches, and the medical expenses cost more than 200 yuan. He was short of money, so Song Wenjun paid for it in advance.

Whoever caused the trouble is responsible. Finally, he found something wrapped in a floral handkerchief in the kang cabinet. When he opened it, he saw that it was a pair of gold bracelets.

hehe! Damn girl, you are quite rich!

Putting the gold bracelet in her arms, Lin Deshui jumped off the kang and pushed the door open. She saw a black shadow entering the east room with a "swish".

He didn't pay attention to it. It was probably Lin Qianqian's weird mother-in-law, a dead old woman who could be cruel to his own daughter. This shows how bad her character can be. If she dared to stop him, he wouldn't mind giving her a big fight. Speak out for Sister Wenjun.

After returning the same way, the roar of the motorcycle gradually faded away, and Wu Xiuzhi dared to get out of the door.

Damn it, they even robbed her house, don’t you know who her son is? It’s so disrespectful to the literary giant.

I went to the west room with trepidation and saw that the bed was covered with clothes all over the floor, which had been turned over in a mess. Not knowing how much money was taken away, Wu Xiuzhi sat down on the ground and started crying.

"You've committed evil, Lin Qianqian, you little vixen, what kind of trouble did you cause outside, and you were found at home to take revenge?"

Chishuigou Village.

When he learned that Lin Qianqian had fainted due to fever, Song Wenjun immediately asked the villagers for help, carried her into a carriage, and took her to the hospital by boat for rescue.

"Sister-in-law Yuqin, I have something to do and I can't leave. Can you help me go to the hospital to take care of Teacher Lin?"

Coincidentally, several leaders from the county came to the island by boat early in the morning. Township Chief Li personally brought people over. She couldn't leave people here to take care of an irrelevant person.

Zhao Yuqin looked embarrassed. Her youngest son was making trouble today and she couldn't carry her child to the hospital.

Just when she was worried, Ma Xiuli said, "Let me go. My children are all grown up, so I don't need to watch them."

Song Wenjun looked at her in surprise, knowing that she was Wen Nengwen's sister-in-law, but the two of them often interacted with each other and never spoke more than five sentences.

"You don't have to look at me like this. I came to you to tell you that I will take over the job of village women's director."

"Ah? Okay, sister-in-law, I'll trouble you. This is one hundred yuan. You can take it and advance Teacher Lin's medical expenses."

Ma Xiuli was not polite, took a stack of ten-dollar bills, tightened her headscarf, and left with the carriage.

At the entrance of the village, Old Man Song was limping. He didn't pay attention to his feet just now and fell. His butt still hurts even now.

The carriage taking Lin Qianqian to the dock passed by his head, making him curse in anger.

Ma Xiuli turned around and looked at him. He looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before. What a strange old man! Standing in the middle of the road, if she hadn't been good at driving, the horse's hooves would have kicked him. (End of chapter)

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