One acre of land requires two kilograms less grain. This statement made everyone present's eyes brighten.

Father Xia was the first to stand up: "I'll go."

As soon as he finished speaking, two more men stood up and said, "I'll go too."

Others also wanted to go, but before they could speak, they were interrupted by the village chief: "Okay, just you three, let's go together. Be careful on the road."

"I'll go back and ride my bike." Xia's father didn't waste any time, turned around and walked out.

Xia's mother looked at Xia's father's leaving figure, then looked at Xia Lan, hesitated for a moment, and then followed Xia's father back home. Before leaving, she said something.

"You and Wanyue will go back to stay later. Don't run around late at night. Go back early for breakfast tomorrow."

Xia Lan wanted to say that she would go to the city with Qiao Wanyue in the morning, but before she could open her mouth, Xia's mother had already squeezed out of the crowd, and she could only swallow the words that came to her lips.

Qiao Wanyue took out some anti-inflammatory medicine from the medical kit and handed it to the village chief's wife: "Aunt, this is anti-inflammatory medicine. You will feed the village chief some later, three pills each time, for several days in a row."

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, but if it weren't for you..." Before the village chief's wife could finish her words, her voice started to choke, and she was very grateful to Qiao Wanyue from the bottom of her heart.

Qiao Wanyue treated her son's illness, and Qiao Wanyue saved her husband. Qiao Wanyue was truly a great benefactor to their family.

The village chief also said, "Yes, Wanyue, thanks to you this time."

If it were anyone else, they would hear something moving in the sorghum field in the middle of the night and run faster than a rabbit. How could they go to the sorghum field to find out what was going on? In the past, everyone said that Qiao Wanyue was spoiled by Qiao Guangde. She was lazy and delicious. , look now, there is no girl or boy in the village who is more promising than her.

He can make money, he is bold, and he is getting more and more beautiful. Qiao Guangde has really found a treasure, and he will be blessed in the future.

Qiao Wanyue smiled modestly: "Village Chief, I didn't help much. Thanks to the villagers who helped carry you back. Otherwise, Xia Lan and I really don't know how to get you back."

When Xia Lan saw Qiao Wanyue mentioning herself, she quickly stood up and apologized to the village chief: "Village Chief, I have caused you trouble."

The village chief waved his hands feebly: "It's not your fault. No one wants this to happen. It's getting late. You all should go back to bed quickly."

Qiao Wanyue glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock, and she was indeed a little sleepy.

"Village Chief, then you have a good rest, we will go back first."

Qiao Wanyue left immediately without any delay. She led Xia Lan out of the village chief's house with the medical kit on her back. Qiao Guangde followed them silently. He was old and didn't like to be in the limelight and talk up.

Finally having a chance to talk alone, Xia Lan's tense spirit relaxed a lot: "Wanyue, the person who stabbed the village chief couldn't be the murderer of the serial murder case you mentioned before, right?"

After meeting Wanyue again this time, she always felt that Qiao Wanyue was very independent and subconsciously regarded Qiao Wanyue as a military advisor.

Qiao Wanyue shook her head: "I'm not sure, but there is a strong suspicion."

"You two, please don't go out at night. It's not safe. If you go to the city tomorrow, come back early." Qiao Guangde repeatedly warned him uneasily.

The three of them returned home. Qiao Wanyue washed herself and went to bed. During this period, her schedule was relatively regular, and she felt sleepy at one o'clock. At this time today, it was completely beyond her normal rest time. She fell asleep just a few minutes after lying on the bed. On fire.

But Xia Lan couldn't sleep, her mind was filled with the shadow of Kun Kun. It was almost dawn, and she had a nightmare just after she slept for a while. She dreamed that Kun Kun asked her why she didn't report the crime and why she didn't let the police arrest all the bad guys.Xia Lan woke up sweating profusely, only to find that Qiao Wanyue was already awake and talking to the police under the jujube tree.

As soon as she walked out, the police noticed her, pointed at her and asked Qiao Wanyue: "Is she the girl who was with you last night?"

Qiao Wanyue nodded: "It's her."

The policeman waved to Xia Lan, and Xialan nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes and walked over, saying hello politely: "Comrade policeman."

The policeman was a male policeman in his 40s. Seeing that Xia Lan was nervous, he comforted him: "Don't be afraid. I just want to ask you a few words. Just tell me what you know. You were in the sorghum field last night." what happened?"

Xia Lan nodded and repeated Qiao Wanyue's words truthfully. When the police saw that what she told Qiao Wanyue was consistent, they didn't ask too many questions and left with pen and paper.

Seeing the dark circles under Xia Lan's eyes, Qiao Wanyue knew that she had not slept well, and pointed to the kitchen: "There is porridge and noodles in the kitchen. When you are full, we will go to the city."

"it is good."

Xia Lan didn't dare to waste time, so she just drank a bowl of porridge and ate a piece of bread. When she came out, she remembered that she had never seen Qiao Guangde: "Where did Uncle Qiao go?"

"He went to cut the goat grass."

Qiao Wanyue pushed the bicycle out from under the eaves and drove Xia Lan to the city. Halfway through, Xia Lan remembered to ask what happened last night.

"Is the girl the village chief said okay?"

Qiao Wanyue stepped on the bicycle pedals, shook her head and replied: "I don't know, the police did not receive a report, and no body has been found so far."

Xia Lan guessed: "Maybe she ran away and went home last night. Many families would feel embarrassed about this kind of thing. As long as no one was killed, they would choose to cover it up and not make it public."

Qiao Wanyue also considered this: "The police have already visited nearby villages. If this is the case, I hope she can stand up bravely."

The two took turns riding bicycles, chatting on the way, and did not feel that time passed slowly. After a bumpy journey, they finally arrived in the city. Qiao Wanyue returned the bicycle to Aunt Li, and also bought ten buns to send to Aunt Li.

But Aunt Li was so happy: "Wanyue, you are finally back. I have missed you since I haven't seen you these days."

Qiao Wanyue said with a smile: "Madam, my family is busy building a house, and I have to go back for a few days."

When Aunt Li heard this, she immediately said that she could use the bicycle as she pleased, since she didn't usually need it anyway. However, Qiao Wanyue rejected Aunt Li's kindness.

"Auntie, I may stay for a long time when I go back this time, and I will buy a lot of things. I plan to take the bullock cart back."

It is true that the things pulled by the bullock cart are more, and Aunt Li did not force it. She turned her eyes to Xia Lan and asked curiously: "This girl is quite handsome. Is she your relative's sister?"

Qiao Wanyue smiled and nodded: "It's my sister next door, her name is Xia Lan, she plans to find a job in the city."

"It's not easy to find." Aunt Li said truthfully: "It's hard to find a job now. You have to have connections."

Qiao Wanyue smiled and said nothing, but Xia Lan felt nervous for a while. This aunt had a good relationship with Qiao Wanyue, and most of what she told was the truth. Where should she go from here? (End of chapter)

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