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Chapter 73(1/2)

Because Su Yingying said there was meat today, Mao Jilan and several sisters-in-law, who came to get the meat with yams, eggs and juema, joined the army looking for the child.

Su Yingying even thought about whether that naughty little kid was kidnapped by Niu Baipo's people.

Despite the fact that people don’t pick up things on the road or close the door at night, in Qinzhou, it is really easy to lose a child. Many women can lose a child just by going to the market. Moreover, in rural areas, there is no universal census.

, whichever family has more children and more sets of dishes and chopsticks, the commune generally doesn't care much about it. As for the person who lost the child, the meat baby, no one will be sad after losing it, but the problem is hard to find.

Who else could see that Tom has long yellow hair, fair skin, and is soft, chubby and cute, and stole it away, right?

This is someone else's child. Someone stole it. How will Deng Kunlun explain to his grandfather in the future?

His grandfather is a general-level figure. Once he is rehabilitated in the future, he will work in a ministry-level unit.

He was devolved because of the wrong route. The old man had made great contributions to the liberation. Su Yingtao had to lose his child to support him. How could he explain it to others?

After asking around the factory, his three friends firmly said that they were there at noon and during class in the afternoon, but after school, Tom disappeared.

I've searched every house, but I can't find Tom.

This was scary enough. This was the first time Su Qingying was so nervous. She made two special trips to the jungle farm, because in her memory, Tom was once whipped in the jungle farm, and he almost had a tamarisk whip.

die.

Deng Kunlun couldn't go to work either. The most important thing for the family was to find their children.



When Tom appeared in Xiaobailou carrying his little green schoolbag and holding a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth, the entire Xiaobailou people went crazy looking for him.

"What are you doing?" Tom was very curious and followed everyone to look for it, thinking there was another treasure here.

Aunt Gong picked up the child and said, "Cherry, don't run to the mass grave again. Your child is here."

Su Yingying looked back and saw that it was really Tom, carrying his small schoolbag, his feet were covered in dust, and the sand in his hair was falling.

Lifting it up to Aunt Gong, she still had a curious expression on her face: "What are you looking for? Is there anything good?"

"Where are you going? You, why is this child so disobedient? Do you know that you are wasting my son's time like this?" Mao Jilan was very angry at first and poked Tom's nose with his finger: "My son is

I shouldn’t have raised you, you will only cause trouble and cause trouble.”

The sisters-in-law didn't bother to peck at it. After all, there was meat. Now they just wanted to go home quickly and give meat to the children.

Su Yingying's roar finally stopped the old lady's curse: "Mom, put down my child. Even my grandson can't educate you like this. Don't frighten the child."

"Cherry, Mom is gone. As you know, Mom has done a lot of work on the farm. Now it's time to choose the farm director. No matter what, the farm director must be Mom, okay?" Mao Jilan is not worried about Tom, a little foreigner, today.

I came here just for my position as farm director.

"Mom, please go home first. I don't have time to tell you about this today?" Su Yingying pulled the child and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mao Jilan's superstition about Su Qingtai now makes the remaining daughters-in-law hope that the old lady will not be chosen as the chief.

Alas, jealousy makes people feel unbalanced. What good will it do if the old lady is not elected and better than them?

But everyone’s heart is unbalanced, what should we do?

Not to mention the complicated and difficult psychology of several sisters-in-law.

Deng Kunlun took a telescope and went out of the factory. He searched everywhere outside the factory, but of course he couldn't find it. Just when he was about to walk a little further, the old lady Mao Jilan came out of the factory and called her son.

He said: "Okay, hurry up and go home. Your foreign kid went home for a while after being naughty outside."

Just a naughty lap?

It was now 9 o'clock in the evening, and Deng Kunlun called a few students to wait for him from 6:30. They had already waited until now. Tom's naughty circle wasted two and a half hours of his working time.

Deng Kunlun entered the small white building and just jumped out of the car. Aunt Gong also said: "The child went outside for a naughty circle and has come back. Educate him and don't let him go out and run around in the future. If it happens to those little H soldiers,

Take him away, such a white and tender foreign child."

Although Deng Kunlun grew up in country M, he stayed in China until he was four years old, while Mao Jilan and his grandmother were both women who liked corporal punishment.

Deng Kunlun has always had an inherent understanding that Westerners do not punish children corporally, which actually spoils their children. Therefore, he always wanted Tom to be spanked when he made a mistake, and he would not be lenient.

Men who are upright and responsible are created.

Usually it's a slap. If the mistake is really serious, shouldn't it be slapped with a belt?

So when he entered the door, he was already taking off his belt.

"What are you doing?" As soon as the door opened, Su Yingying came to open the door for him with a kitchen knife, while Tom and Jenny were facing each other, sitting at the dinner table doing homework. It looked like they were a family of three, enjoying themselves happily?

It almost caused a sensation in the entire Xiaobailou. After wasting two and a half hours of his time, the little kid actually still looked like he was smiling?

"Let the child explain to you first. You can hit him after he explains it, but you must listen to his explanation." Su Yingtao blocked Deng Kunlun, with the kitchen knife still in her hand, but refused to let him hit her.

Tom looked triumphant and stretched out his hands: "Uncle, I found another key, the key to the treasure."

Deng Kunlun was stunned for a while, then buckled the belt back on: "Tell uncle, where did you find it?"

Seeing his uncle actually kneeling on the ground with his head raised and a look of approval on his face, Tom became even more proud and proud. He announced it as seriously as if it was a big deal: "I've searched all the people in our factory, and I've searched everywhere."

I picked up all the little H soldiers, and then I found the key on an uncle’s belt, and he was someone we knew.”

He is actually an acquaintance and has the key to the treasure?

Tom looked proud and wanted to announce to Deng Kunlun who that person was: "It's the uncle who sold us wild boar meat on the black market. He was also in the factory today, following little H soldier, and came again in the afternoon.

I specifically followed him all the way to their home."

"Where is his home?" Deng Kunlun asked again.

At this time, the students in the workshop couldn't wait any longer and came to Deng Kunlun. They waved outside the window. Deng Kunlun signaled them to wait a moment and ask Tom seriously.

Tom's current behavior gives Deng Kunlun reason to believe that he will really become a rogue lawyer who can win his defense in the future.

The young man gave himself a thumbs up and said: "On the road leading to the desert, there is the only village called Xingshu Village. I went to the entrance of the village to inquire about it before I came back. The children in the village even gave me a gift as a gift.

A few apricots and a piece of dogtail grass, you see, eating dogtail grass is delicious this way."

Road, direction, village, for such a big kid, Deng Kunlun remembered that the village was nearly 5 kilometers away, and he walked back and forth.

"Okay, uncle will investigate this matter. Do your homework carefully. You won't mention this matter in the future, okay." Deng Kunlun said.

Tom turned around, pointed his thumb at himself seriously: "The treasure belongs to my aunt, you can't give it to anyone, because I found the key."

Deng Kunlun took the lunch box from Su Yingtao and took a deep breath: "What belongs to you, I will not give it to anyone."

It was such a close call that he beat the child without knowing why. Fortunately, he didn't.

Almost as soon as Deng Kunlun left, Xu Yan came as a guest with Zhang Maiyue.

Although Xu Yan doesn't have a good temper, she is good at cooking. She put a bowl of cornmeal, green onion, chicken cake in Su Yingying's bowl. It was soft and fluffy, and it was especially delicious.

Xu Yan had long guessed that Zheng Kai's sister was raped by Niu Baipo, and secretly guessed that Su Yingtao probably wanted Zheng Xia to come forward to testify against Niu Baipo, and he was here to give her some advice: "Isn't the farm going to be going bad recently?"

Choose the director, give the director's position to Zheng Kai and ask him to call out his sister and testify for you. If Niu Baipo is not the end, that guy should be shot!"

With the departure of Zhang Yuezhai, the farm has to elect a director by popular vote, but the director in Su Yingying's heart is not Zheng Kai. With him, everyone has to continue to hunt for treasures.

And how can Zheng Xia come forward to testify against Niu Baipo? Su Yingying is really worried about this.

But she couldn't tell Xu Yan too much about this matter, after all, it would be bad for Zheng Xia's reputation.

"I have my own mind on this matter, Sister Xu, don't worry about it," Su Yingying said.



This was probably the first time in his life that Deng Kunlun was so depressed.

It was not because of Niu Baipo, nor because of things at work, but because of the troubles in life. No, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon of the next day when I finally finished my work.

On normal days, he would definitely have to chat with the students and teach them something more before leaving. After all, from nuclear physics to mechanical heavy industry, as well as control engineering and science, as long as the students have questions, he would have to answer them.

Tell them about it.

Everyone sits at the table or gathers around to chat and talk. This is the time when Deng Kunlun is most relaxed.

But today he left in a very hurry, went home early, and was in a very unhappy mood.

Aunt Gong, with her hands on her hips, was picking her own persimmons in the yard. When she saw the doctor coming back, she smiled and asked, "Is the doctor back?"

Deng Kunlun nodded, but the look on his face was still not good.

Seeing Su Yingying in the yard, Deng Kunlun was very happy: she seemed to get off work very early today.

But seeing Tom fighting with Xu Chongchong across the fence, Dr. Deng had a sudden realization: Today is the weekend, no wonder his wife is at home and so are the children.

He was so busy that he forgot whether it was the weekend or the week.

Sister-in-law Xu was also in her small garden. Seeing Dr. Deng pick up a hoe for the first time, she asked curiously: "Doctor came back very early today. Are you... going to hoe vegetables?"

Deng Kunlun nodded and watched carefully how Aunt Gong operated for a while. She actually bent down to hoe the ground.

Sister-in-law Xu stared blankly for a while, then came in angrily. She reached out and picked up the ears of Director Xu Xu Shuo, who was holding a cup of tea and reading the newspaper: "Let's go, Xu Shuo, go out and have a look. Ren Deng

Kunlun's hands worth tens of thousands of dollars are hoeing. Look at you again. Are you a dead pig? Aren't Dr. Ren busy? Isn't his work not as tiring as yours? Get up quickly and wash the dishes for lunch."

Director Xu looked out of the window and saw that Dr. Deng was actually digging ditches and ridges with a hoe.

Doesn’t this allow people to live?

Every time the doctor was washing dishes in the kitchen, Xiao Shengbai would curse and curse. Director Xu's life was really difficult under the contrast of the neighbor next door.
To be continued...
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