Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

One hundred, that's the money for the five-gossip!

Su Chen immediately put away the folded newspaper: "Let's go."

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu turned his head and said to the shopkeeper behind him: "Brother Biao, help me watch the stall, I'll take grandma to Jiangwei."

The man called Brother Biao ran a hardware store. He was big and strong, with a cigarette in his mouth. Hearing this, he stood up and said: "Mom, you help me watch the store and the stall, I and Ayu will go to Jiangwei."

He walked out of the store: "Ayu, I'll call a few people to help me. The people in Jiangwei are very reckless. Don't look back and we will suffer."

"Yes, yes, Brother Biao, you have a good brain."

After leaving the West Street, several people drove towards the red taxi parked in front of Xinhui Department Store. Ten people squeezed into two cars and drove eastward.

An hour later, the taxi stopped under a big banyan tree in a village by the river.

Lin Jingyu supported grandma, and Brother Biao led six people with sticks. Su Chen calculated the position and quickly led the way forward.

Soon, he stopped in front of a courtyard.

Lin Jingyu was stunned: "Brother, here, here?"

Grandma was also surprised: "This is Yingying's home, could it be wrong?"

Su Chen pushed the door open without saying a word.

There was no one in the courtyard. Brother Biao took two quick steps to Lin Jingyu: "Yu, I remember that Yingying's husband Abao came to see grandma every New Year and festival in recent years? He is very filial!"

Lin Jingyu also nodded suspiciously: "Yes, is this buddy's calculation accurate?"

At this moment, Lin Jingyu also regretted that he came here with such an impulse.

To be honest, he had suspected Yingying was murdered by Abao, but in recent years, Abao has come to see grandma with a lot of bags during festivals. He was also worried that grandma would be sad when she saw him thinking of Yingying, so he didn't dare to go in. He put his things in the store in front. Not only that, he could occasionally see him going to the police station just to find someone, so he gradually dispelled his suspicion.

If Abao really killed someone, he would have escaped long ago. How could he do this?

Just thinking about it, he saw Su Chen stopped at the pigpen in the corner of the yard.

Two big white pigs were grunting in the pigpen. There was a stove next to the pigpen with two big pots on it. Su Chen was pointing his hand at the stove.

"Smash it, there's someone inside."

Brother Biao and Lin Jingyu looked at each other.

Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, smash it!"

"I've spent a hundred dollars, how much can this broken stove be worth? At worst, we'll have to pay for it if Abao finds out."

He waved his hand, and several men behind him hurried forward, unloaded two large iron pots, and smashed the stove.

They were all young and strong, and in just ten minutes, half of the stove was smashed down.

Lin Jingyu stretched his neck and squinted his eyes to look at it. The more he looked, the more nervous he became. Just at this moment, there was a burst of voices and footsteps at the gate of the courtyard, and then two men walked in, both in their thirties or forties.

The leading man was stunned when he saw the people in the yard, and his eyes narrowed when his eyes fell on the stove, and he immediately became furious.

"What are you doing?"

"Abao, I'm sorry, we are fortune-telling..." Lin Jingyu just opened his mouth to apologize, and a scream came from behind.

Brother Biao shouted loudly: "It's bones!"

This shout scared the man next to Abao. He looked at Abao in disbelief, then ran over again, took a look, and immediately ran out screaming: "No, no, someone is dead!"

Abao heard the sound and wanted to chase him, but before he could get out of the yard, he was kicked against the wall by Brother Biao.

"You want to run away after killing Yingying? Who gave you the courage? Everyone, tie him up!"

After that, people from Jiangwei Village came to watch. Lin Jingyu borrowed the phone of the village committee to call the police. About two hours later, the body in the stove was dug out. Grandma recognized Yingying from the abnormal big toe bone and cried so hard that she almost fainted.

The yard was blocked. Lin Jingyu talked to the man in police uniform for a long time before trotting to Su Chen.

"Brother, let's go. It will probably take until the evening. I'll take you back to the city first."

"By the way, there's your money. I don't have that much on me. I have to go home to get it."

Su Chen went back in the same car with Brother Biao Lin Jingyu. Both of them were silent in the car.

After a long time, Lin Jingyu spoke again: "Brother Biao, do you regret it?"

Brother Biao didn't say a word. Su Chen, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, heard faint sobbing.

When the car arrived at the intersection of West Street, Su Chen looked at Brother Biao again, and he looked ferocious again.

The 100 yuan promised by Lin Jingyu was soon in hand. Brother Biao turned around and stuffed him with another 50 yuan, saying: "Brother, thank you!"

Su Chen patted his shoulder: "My condolences."

The 150 yuan was not even warm in his hand, and he spent it.

A pair of women's leather shoes cost 18 yuan, and two children's cotton jackets cost 106 yuan after bargaining. Su Chen was hungry at this time. He looked at the noodle shop on the street, hesitated, and walked forward. He spent 13 yuan to buy a bag of milk powder, and then took the bus to the bus station to catch the last bus.

It gets dark quickly in winter. When the bus arrived in the town, it was already pitch black.

Su Chen hurried over two mountains and returned to the village. It was already an hour later.

Although the village has electricity, most people are reluctant to spend the electricity bill and basically turn off the lights early.

The lights in Su's house were on. From a distance, Su Chen saw a thin figure standing under the eaves, tiptoeing and looking at the intersection from time to time.

No need to guess, it must be Honghong.

Sure enough, before Su Chen approached, Hong Hong shouted in surprise and ran over.

"Dad!"

"Hey, Hong Hong, have you eaten yet?"

Hong Hong didn't say anything, her eyes fell on the bulging bag, and she was confused.

Su Chen smiled: "Dad went to the city to make some money today, and bought coats for you and A Peng. Try to wear them later and see if they are warm."

"Really?" Hong Hong was surprised, but soon her face sank again, and she bit her lip, "Dad, Third Aunt is back."

"Oh, isn't that good? It's okay."

Hong Hong heard this and followed him into the yard step by step.

The movement outside could not be hidden from the inside. When they arrived in front of the house, Old Man Su came out with a hookah.

"Oh, you are willing..." He originally wanted to ridicule him and mock his youngest son for falling down when he returned home at night, but when he spoke, he saw the bag in Su Chen's hand and was stunned for a moment, a little stunned.

Liu Chunhua's voice came from behind: "Ah Chen, you are asking for trouble. You went to the city in such a cold weather. Did you fall?"

Before Su Chen could answer, Liu Chunhua saw the bag in his hand: "What is this?"

Su Chen greeted Su Xiaoyan, the third sister behind Liu Chunhua, and said: "Mom, I went to the city to make some money today. Your cloth shoes are broken. It's the end of the year, so I bought you a pair of leather shoes. I also bought a coat for Honghong and Apeng. The little one is not even a month old yet. How can she drink rice soup every day? She needs milk powder. I bought a bag."

"This is a lot of money, right?" Liu Chunhua took the bag and flipped through it. She looked up at Su Chen nervously, hesitated for a moment, and pulled him to the side. "Ah Chen, although our family is poor, your mother has never been short of money. It's okay for us to spend a lot of money, but don't steal money. It's illegal and you will be shot!"