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Chapter 102 - I Can't Kill You

Chapter 102 I can’t trick you to death

Su Qian frowned, regardless of whether Qiao Mu ignored her or not, "Qiao Mu, don't do anything today. You are not allowed to go to work. Have a good rest and drink more hot water!"

Qiao Mu had already reached the door of the kitchen house. He lowered his head and walked in. He didn't know whether he heard it or not.

After breakfast, Xu Zhiqiang asked the female educated youth to cut fish grass. The fry had already been bought. He would first cut the fish grass and feed it to any big fish that might be in the lake. When they were full, he would then spread fish feed mixed with bran to feed the fry.

Otherwise, the big fish will steal all the fish feed and the small fish will starve to death.

Susie wore a pair of labor protection gloves and cut quite quickly.

At noon, Su Qian went back to the collective household to cook and was chopping vegetables when Rui'er ran in from the door and said, "Sister Qian, I have something to ask you. Come with me."

Susie thought it was Uncle Liao who was looking for her, so she put down the knife in her hand and followed Ruier out.

When I came out and walked to a secluded corner outside the courtyard wall, I was shocked to see Ruan Zhonghua standing here with a bicycle parked next to him.

Su Qian said in surprise: "Hua Zi! Why are you here? Why don't you go in even though you're here? You're so mysterious?"

Ruan Zhonghua sent Rui'er away with an urgent tone, "I went to Qingshi Town today and happened to meet Xu Chengcai from your team. He asked me to report to you that someone reported that the educated youths of your Yangjiao Production Team had illegal things. The commune militiamen have gone there.

Here it comes.”

"When I first arrived, the militiamen were preparing to set out. I rode faster than them, but not much faster. Hurry up and move if there is something."

Susie was shocked and couldn't care less about who went to the commune to report. The most important thing now was to pack her things.

She turned around and left, "Then I'll pack my things first."

Ruan Zhonghua stopped her and said, "Pack your things and give them to me. I will take them and hide them."

Su Qian nodded and walked to Qiao Mu's house first. It was noon now. After work, Qiao Mu, Yuan Gang, and Zhu Zhicheng were all there.

Susie closed the door and said quickly: "There are militiamen who are coming to check for prohibited items. You should look for them quickly and sort them out and give them to me later."

She pointed to some smoked rabbits hanging in the room, "You have to take this one away too."

Rabbits are not considered contraband, but I am afraid that someone will make a fuss about them.

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and walked towards her room. Qin Man was the only one in the room.

Susie said calmly: "Please go out for a moment, I have something to do."

When Qin Man heard Su Qian's words, he quickly put down his woolen pants and came out.

Ever since she saw the scene where Su Xi threw Huang Zhaodi that day, she was very afraid of Su Xi and tried to avoid Su Xi when walking.

Susie closed the door, found her travel bag, and put the Xuande stove and bronze mirror in the cabinet into the bag, the blue and white bowl, the Ru kiln brush washer, wrapped them in a thin blanket, her own correspondence, and the scrap collection station.

The pile of letters I bought was all put into the bag.

She looked around again and put in some of Tian Xiaohui's novels. Feeling uneasy, she also put in the pheasant feathers inserted into the pen holder on the table.

Finally, Susie's eyes fell on the screen and wardrobe.

The outside of the screen was not only covered with newspapers, but also placed a few wooden boards, completely blocking the screen. It looked like a pile of wooden boards stacked in the corner.

There are two layers of newspapers pasted on the wardrobe, and not a single bit of wood can be seen.

Susie wasn't sure what was forbidden, but the wardrobe and screen couldn't be moved now, so she had to leave them to their fate.

When she came out with her travel bag, she saw Zhu Zhicheng holding a packet of newspapers in his hand, and Qiao Mu standing at the door as if looking at her, but also as if he wasn't looking at anyone.

Seeing that there was no one else outside, Su Qian quickly opened her travel bag, and Zhu Zhicheng put the rabbit meat wrapped in newspaper in his hand.

"Where do you plan to put these things?" Zhu Zhicheng asked.

Su Qian whispered: "Hua Zi is outside. It's the letter he came to report. I'll take it to him first."

Zhu Zhicheng and Su Qian came out together and walked to a quiet place. Ruan Zhonghua was still waiting here. He took the travel bag and said, "I will go up the mountain behind and find a place to hide."

Zhu Zhicheng said: "I'll go, I'm familiar with the mountains behind here."

Ruan Zhonghua shook his head, "I'd better go. If the militiamen get up later and one person is missing from the inspection, they might be suspicious of something."

"I'm not from your team, so it's not good for me to appear here."

Zhu Zhicheng felt that what Ruan Zhonghua said made sense, so he took him to the backyard and pointed to the path on the mountain, "Follow that road up the mountain."

Ruan Zhonghua walked up the mountain quickly with his travel bag in hand.

Su Qian composed herself and said to Zhu Zhicheng: "Brother Zhu, push Hua Zi's bicycle to Uncle Liao's house and say it belongs to my friend and leave it at their house for a while."

Zhu Zhicheng came out and pushed his bicycle away.

When Su Qian passed by Chen Changqing's house, she glanced inside. Niu Jianguo and Zhang Weidong were playing chess in the house, but Chen Jun was not there.

Chen Changqing is currently cooking in the kitchen.

Su Qian suspected that the whistleblower was Chen Jun.

Last time Chen Jun reported them for stealing fish from the collective, but Xu Changgui did not criticize or punish them for this matter. Presumably, Chen Jun was unwilling to give up, and he did not know what he had caught this time.

Next door, Yuan Gang was whispering to Qiao Mu, "Did we offend anyone? Okay, why did you report us?"

Qiao Mu has lost a lot of weight in the past two days, his cheeks are somewhat sunken, and his eyes are colder than before. He said lightly: "If you report us, you must have grasped some situations."

"We rarely have outsiders come here, and the only people who are familiar with our collective household are the educated youth who live here."

Yuan Gang said in surprise: "You mean the educated youth reported it? Who could that be?"

He mouthed to the next door, "Over there?"

Qiao Mu nodded slightly, "I guess it's Chen Jun."

Chen Jun reported them last time, and after Su Qian told them, they tried their best to pay attention.

Just as he was talking, Chen Changqing was heard outside shouting "It's time to eat!" Then Zhang Weidong and Niu Jianguo passed by the door and went to the kitchen house.

Qiao Mu winked at Yuan Gang, and the two of them walked out.

Watching Chen Changqing and the others enter the kitchen house, Qiao Mu whispered: "You keep an eye on it, and if someone comes, you cough to remind me."

Yuan Gang was still a little confused about the situation when he saw Qiao Mu quickly entering Chen Changqing's house.

Usually male educated youth rarely lock the door. We are all poor and carry little money with us, so there is nothing to steal in the house.

Qiao Mu entered the room and went straight to Chen Jun's bed.

There were only pillows and quilts on Chen Jun's bed. Qiao Mu bent down and looked under the bed, and there was a canvas box.

He opened the box and took a look. It was filled with Chen Jun's clothes and nothing else.

Qiao Mu closed the box and was about to leave when he reached out and lifted up Chen Jun's pillow.

Under the pillow, there is a book of quotations.

In just a moment, Qiao Mu had an idea. He opened the book of quotations, quickly tore up a page inside, then closed the book and put it under the pillow.
Chapter completed!
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