Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Lin Qianqian tightened her cotton-padded jacket. This bright red cotton-padded jacket was brought back to her from abroad by Song Wenhao.

At that time, her mother-in-law Wu Xiuzhi saw it and wanted to grab it for her to wear, but Song Wenhao scolded her.

When she went out in the morning, she found some clothes. She couldn't bear to wear them at first. Sometimes she thought about how stupid she was, wearing new clothes instead of old clothes. Isn't this a lack of heart?

She didn't know whether it was due to physical reasons or because the weather was too cold, but she just felt chilled all over, and the cold wind went straight into her neck.

Being pushed by someone, I accidentally stepped on Mrs. Wang's foot.

"Hey, please watch carefully. Why are you squeezing? Your man is not at home. Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Lin Qianqian glanced at her coldly and walked aside.

Ma Xiuli didn't want to work with her, and she couldn't muster the energy to deal with her anymore. This was her true character, cold, arrogant, and pretentious.

Finding a place to sit down in the cabin, Lin Qianqian soon realized something was wrong.

To her left and right, two strangers sat.

Having lived with Song Wenhao for a long time, she also knows some things that ordinary people don't know, such as some "hostile" elements pretending to be ordinary people.

Her man works on a knife's edge outside and has warned her many times to be careful of strangers who suddenly appear.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian's face turned even paler.

As soon as she stood up and wanted to change places, Mrs. Wang from the same village deliberately hit her hard and blocked the way out.

At the other end was the ship's side, with no way to go.

"Get started, I want to get out!"

Mrs. Wang looked at her sideways and smiled maliciously, "Why are you the only one with so much trouble? Didn't you see there were people in front of you?"

"Give me a moment, I want to go out!"

"No, if you can, crawl over me."

"you!"

Lin Qianqian's teeth were itching with anger. She took a peek around and found several pairs of unfamiliar eyes staring at her, looking for Ma Xiuli to be brave, but she looked around and couldn't find her.

Lin Qianqian had no choice but to sit down with her heart beating like thunder.

About ten minutes later, the man on the left handed over a clean handkerchief.

"Comrade, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

At this time, Lin Qianqian's forehead and the tip of her nose were covered with fine beads of sweat.

She looked at the other person in shock, "No, it's okay."

"Wipe your sweat. I think you are recovering from a serious illness. It's so cold in the cabin, but you keep sweating."

Lin Qianqian's heart was filled with turmoil. Look, look, this man has been observing her. Damn it, what does he want to do? There must have been some manipulation done to that handkerchief.

As long as she takes the handkerchief, she might lose consciousness and be manipulated.

damn it!

Mrs. Wang was chatting with someone with her back to her, when suddenly her body was pushed hard, and then she felt someone climbing up.

Ma Xiuli came in from the outside, huffing, and saw Lin Qianqian, her face flushed and dazed, riding on Mrs. Wang's body, beating and scratching her.

There was a lot of noise around, and everyone stared at Lin Qianqian's every move with wide eyes.

Zhang and Tang were even more stunned. What happened? Is Lin Deshui's sister crazy? Why do you suddenly jump on someone else's head?

Mrs. Wang is not a light-saving lamp. Her hand strength is much stronger than that of Lin Qianqian who has no strength to tie a chicken.

In less than a round, Lin Qianqian was pushed to the ground by her, and she slapped her loudly.

"Grass mud horse..."

A series of obscene words spewed out from the mouth of a rural woman wearing a dirty headscarf and a mean look on her face. Several unfamiliar faces were dumbfounded.

"Help, help, help me!"

Wang Chuan grabbed the idiot who wanted a hero to save the beauty.

"You fool, one thing is worse than one less thing. Don't worry about it. Take a look at the old woman's nails and be careful to pluck out our eyeballs."