The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

Lai Yanping was indeed a police veteran for decades and was smart. He calmed Song Zhiyao's emotions immediately, knowing that his niece would be frightened this time, so he just pretended to be calm in front of them.

After seeing her emotions slowly calming down, Lai Yanping looked serious and his tone was cold, "Zhiyao, please leave this matter alone and leave it to your uncle."

She wanted to take care of it but was helpless, so she nodded after hearing it.

After checking that it was getting late, Song Zhiyao thought that if she went back late, it would disturb her family's rest, "Uncle, cousin, then I will go back first."

Lai Yanping originally wanted to keep her at home for one night, but seeing that she was eager to return home, he didn't try to persuade her to stay. He ordered Lai Minghua who was beside him, "Minghua, you know Yao is not safe if she goes back in the dark at night."

Upon hearing Lai Yanping's words, Lai Minghua quickly picked up the clothes on the side and put them on. He looked at Song Zhiyao who was about to refuse and said, "Zhiyao, it's not safe in the city recently. Many educated youths have returned to the city with nothing to do. There have been a lot of troubles recently."

After hearing Lai Minghua's words, Song Zhiyao did not refuse. When he was in Jiangshen, he heard the nurses saying that the educated youth could not find a job and had no idea what to do when they returned to the city, and thefts happened one after another.

They usually go home in a group after get off work because they are afraid of meeting those homeless bastards. Every time they talk about it, they shake their heads quickly. They never imagined that the intellectuals in the past would look like this now.

After the two of them left, Huang Li came out of the room. Even though their voices were not loud, she could naturally hear them even in this small part of the house.

Seeing the worried look on her face, Lai Yanping knew what she wanted to say, "Just don't worry about it, and don't tell Yan Ling, I will arrange these things tomorrow.

At other times, I will go to the textile factory with Minghua for more walks. "

Huang Li swallowed her worried words after hearing his words, and then thought of the recent commotion caused by the Luo family in the textile factory, "If you want me to say that you and Minghua are fine, go over there and let the Luo family know that the Song family is not doing well. Bully."

Luo Meixin has been crazy for some time recently. She comes to the house from time to time to cause trouble, saying that Song Zhiyao has harmed her.

Thinking of Luo Meixin, Huang Li looked curious, "Do you think Luo Meixin's face will be better?"

Last time she went to the textile factory, she saw a lot of red spots on Luo Meixin's face. Lai Yanling said it was allergies, but she kept saying it was Song Zhiyao's poison.

After hearing this, everyone thought it was Luo Meixin's delusion. Song Zhiyao was just a pediatrician and didn't understand the poisons of traditional Chinese medicine at all. Even if she knew, she wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Lai Yanping had a headache when he heard about Luo Meixin. He had grown up watching and loving his niece, and he still had feelings for her even if she wasn't his biological daughter. Now she was making trouble at her sister's house every day.

No matter how deep the emotion is, it will disappear completely. When she heard what Huang Li said, her face also frowned. He was not a doctor who couldn't understand this.

He could only frown and say, "I'm not a doctor, so it's hard to say. I'm afraid that the Luo family will focus on Zhiyao in the future."

After Song Zhiyao came back, Lai Yanping inquired about the Luo family's character and found it hard to describe, especially the factory director Luo Hongxing, who had done some shady things behind the scenes.

As soon as Huang Li heard what he said, she quickly scolded her, "If they dare to set their sights on Zhiyao, I will make them look good."

Seeing Huang Li's eager look, Lai Yanping shook his head.

Seeing him like this, Huang Li suddenly became furious and twisted his arm. This time she used a lot of strength.

After hearing Lai Yanping's hiss, "You woman, don't you know how to speak well?"

"What's your expression? Are you questioning me? I'm still gentle when I twist you. Fortunately, you are still an uncle, so you are not nervous at all. Niece." Huang Li's questioning words left Lai Yanping speechless. " Which of your eyes can see that I'm not nervous? I just think you are impulsive. Do I have to say the same thing to you and teach the Luo family a lesson?"

Xiao Yu, who was in the room, heard the two of them starting to talk again. She thought these two were very funny. They usually cared about each other, but they would say something bad to each other from time to time.

In fact, the two of them have lived together for so long, and they both know each other's character, but they are used to quarreling with each other, mostly over harmless things. This is how they get along.

The two cousins ​​here are not very familiar with each other, and they have met twice last time and this time, so they chatted with each other all the way.

Fortunately, Lai Minghua knew how to read people's words and knew what Song Zhiyao liked to hear, so he found the right topic to talk about. What he talked about the most was the childhood of her two younger brothers and sisters.

Speaking of the two Song Zhiyao who couldn't wait to get home early, Lai Minghua felt very happy when he saw the anxious look of his cousin in front of him. At the same time, he also felt that they were related by blood, and the three strangers got along well with each other so quickly.

Thinking of Luo Meixin's previous dealings with them, they would either fight or make trouble. She has never had a good time since she was a child. She usually got bruises all over her body in fights.

After talking about this, Song Zhiyao's mood was more relaxed than when she was at their home. Lai Minghua hated those human traffickers even more, and at the same time he was extremely disgusted with Cai Xiumei as she said.

He also thought about finding connections to check on Cai Xiumei tomorrow.

Song Zhiyao also knew that her cousin's action was to let her relax and not think about what happened on the train before, and she felt warm in her heart.

Is this what it's like to be protected by your brother?Thinking of the two elder brothers of the Luo family, I have not been close to them since they were young. They were bullied when they were young and they did not help me.

When he learned that she was not their sister, he immediately turned to Luo Meixin's side. Thinking about it, it felt ironic that her cousin, whom she had only met twice, took action to protect her.

On the way back, he kept his eyes and ears open in all directions, carefully guarding her and blocking her as soon as there was any movement.

Soon after arriving at the entrance of the textile factory, the two brothers and sister stopped talking.

Uncle Liang was very happy to see Song Zhiyao come back, and he also knew Lai Minghua, "Minghua, you are a good cousin and know how to send your sister home."

Thinking of what happened recently and what Song Zhiyao said today, I couldn't help but say to Uncle Liang, "Uncle Liang, there have been a lot of petty thefts recently. Please take more care of my aunt and her family."

Seeing how solemn he was, Uncle Liang said quickly, "Even if you don't tell me, I will take more care of them. It is my duty to guard against these petty thieves."

When Lai Minghua heard what Uncle Liang said, he wasn't that worried and told Song Zhiyao to go home early in the future. He would come here more often recently when he had nothing to do.

Lai Minghua repeated a lot, but Song Zhiyao didn't think he was verbose. He turned around and left after he finished speaking completely. Lai Minghua didn't leave until he saw her back.

Walking in the familiar textile factory compound, Song Zhiyao felt inexplicably at peace.

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