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Chapter 110 The Yellow-haired Thief
Early the next morning, Song Yu sent the courier first, and then sent a Penguin message to her father, and then took the things she had prepared, got on the bullet train, and set off.

The purpose of choosing to take the high-speed train is of course because the test field in Dongying is close to the high-speed train station. Brothers and sisters always choose this route when they go.

It's not because the travel expenses can be reimbursed for business trips, Song Yu is short of this money!

The land in Dongying is rented by local farms, while the land in Northeast China is owned by rented farmers. They are both low-yield fields with saline-alkali soil. They are considered cooperative projects and are supported by contracts.

The land here is owned by the farm, and it is managed by the original workers in the field. You don't have to worry about field work such as planting, fertilizing, and watering. You just need to tell the farm.

He doesn't know exactly how Mr. Zhang discussed with the person in charge of the farm. This is not Song Yu's business.

These students are also here to work. They come to the fields to take soil samples, take plant samples, and generally test the yield and quality of crops.

Song Yu came this time mainly to collect a large number of soil samples, at least three to four hundred kilograms of soil.

Of course, before coming here, the teacher has already said hello to this place. If his students want to come to sample, they can just find a piece of unused low-yield cultivated land near the project field, and collect the topsoil, which is 0-20cm in size.

However, I can’t go to the fields today, because there is no direct train from the ancient capital, and it’s already evening when I transfer here, so I’ve booked a hotel in advance.

This is a farm, and they will not provide a place to live. They can only find a hotel to live in and arrange themselves.

Fortunately, someone will pick him up tomorrow, at nine o'clock, he will go directly to the field.

Lying on the big bed room in the hotel, although Song Yu was a little tired, she was still quite excited.

Before this, he had never stayed in a hotel. It turned out to be like this. Two beds were set up, and he lived alone. It was a waste.

There are also TVs and computers. If you stay in the house for a day, it is okay.

"Cuckoo"

Uh, I'm hungry. I ate some snacks for lunch and didn't eat dinner. However, this hotel serves breakfast in the morning, so I must eat enough tomorrow morning.

"Cuckoo"

Let's settle this one first.

Holding the room card and mobile phone, Song Yu came out of the hotel, found a stir-fry restaurant by the road, and had dinner.

It was past ten o'clock, and the flow of people and cars on the street was obviously less. Song Yu was still a little curious, so he decided to take a stroll nearby.

Seeing a seafood restaurant, Song Yu decided to try it tomorrow night.

Come out to play, no, business trip, it’s not easy to come here, catch up with the delicious food, of course come to have a meal.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was sitting on a wooden bench by the roadside at the entrance of a hospital, with his head bowed, his arms stretched out on his legs, his body twitching and sobbing.

Song Yu strolled over step by step, but didn't find this man, mainly because he was dressed in black, he was not moving, and he was not in the light, so he didn't notice anyone here for a while.

But next to him was a young man with yellow hair who was walking back and forth maliciously in the area illuminated by a street lamp, as if he was thinking about something.

When Song Yu saw this yellow hair, he felt a little indecent.

But if we meet by chance, there is no need to judge others like this, and I am a little far away from the hotel, it is time to go back.

At this moment, Huang Mao finally made up his mind, jumped out with a brisk stride, went straight to the middle-aged man, snatched the middle-aged man's cell phone and ran forward quickly.

The man was already in the sad place, and he didn't react for a while, he just felt a force passing through his hand, and with a light touch, something like a gust of wind was still passing by him.

It took a few seconds for him to react. Just as he was about to get up, there was another gust of wind in front of him.

The middle-aged man took a closer look, and saw that the yellow-haired boy who was snatching his mobile phone in front of his head was running desperately forward, and was about to turn a corner!
And there was actually a young man following behind him. His speed was faster than that of Huang Mao, and he was about to catch up with more than ten meters away.

The middle-aged man froze for a second, then raised his foot to chase after him. There were still photos of himself, his wife and daughter in his phone.

That's right, the one behind who is fast is Song Yu, he has never met a thief before, let alone a thief who was robbed.

But this time he came across him, and out of instinct, he chased after him without even thinking about it.

Grandma, the skill of labor and capital is about to play its due value today, and I'm a little excited when I think about it.

Song Yu has been practicing aerobics for more than a month, and has hardly stopped. Today is the time to witness the effect!
Seeing that someone was chasing him, the yellow-haired man ran even faster, and flashed into the alley after a while.But he didn't dare to relax at all, because the nosy guy behind him was obviously running faster than him, so he ran forward with all his strength.

Song Yu followed closely, and was about to catch him a few meters away, but the kid actually abducted him.

Fortunately, his cardiopulmonary function has been greatly enhanced through the strengthening of aerobics, otherwise he might not be able to catch that yellow hair.

As the middle-aged man was getting older, his reaction was slow for a long time, leaving them far behind.

When Song Yu was about to reach out and grab the yellow hair, the kid happened to turn another corner and let go.

This pissed off Song Yu, a person like me with cheating skills can't keep up with you, a normal person!

Seeing the kid want to turn a corner again, Song Yu aimed at a plastic bottle on the ground, aimed at the yellow hair, and kicked it.

"what!"

Huang Mao fell down in response, and the mobile phone he just grabbed was also out of his hand, and it slid far away.

"Run again!" Song Yu panted slightly.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts..." Huang Mao shouted, trying to stand up and look at his injured knee.

Song Yu walked around him, trying to pick up the phone that had slipped out.

The yellow-haired man looked at his knee, there was already blood stains there, he watched Song Yu pass by viciously, with his back turned to pick up the phone.

Huang Mao looked around, he knew that no one would come to this small alley, there were not even a few street lights, and there were not many residents nearby, so he turned off the lights and went to sleep at this time.

Turning his eyes, he quickly took out a weapon from his pocket, and limped towards Song Yu.

[Mr. Song, be careful! 】 Xiaoye hastily reminded.

Song Yu had already got the mobile phone in his hand, and he was about to get up when he heard Xiaoye's prompt, and rolled to the side.

The yellow-haired man was holding a fruit knife in his hand, and he was cutting it into the air where Song Yu was just now.

【Xiaoye, thank you, but the knife can't hurt me yet. 】Song Yu stood up and looked at the yellow hair with some disgust.

Huang Mao was hit with one blow, but his leg injury brought him to the ground, and he lay down again.

At this time, half of his aura had gone down, and half of his viciousness had gone. Seeing Song Yu staring at him, he felt a little guilty.

But he won't lose with his mouth, Huang Mao asked fiercely: "Midget your own business, that man is your father? After chasing Laozi for so long, he even hurt Laozi!"

(End of this chapter)