Ling Shu looked at the bicycle with a puzzled expression: "Where did this bicycle come from?"
Ling Jiaojiao was stunned: "Dad, didn't you buy it?"
Ling Shu shook his head: "I didn't buy it."
How much does this iron lump cost, how can he have the money to buy this.
Ling Jiaojiao was stunned.
Ling Shu asked her, "Where did this come from?"
"It was in the yard when I came back..." Ling Jiaojiao said, "I thought you bought it."
It wasn't even Ling Shu who bought it.
Zhang Xiaoping also came out. Hearing the conversation between the two father and daughter, she followed strangely: "Didn't you buy it?"
"I have no money."
"… "
The three looked at each other for a while.
Zhang Xiaoping suddenly turned his attention to Chuzheng's room.
Those cloths she just took...
"Isn't she the one who brought it back?" Zhang Xiaoping pointed to the room.
Ling Jiaojiao retorted as soon as she heard it, "How is it possible, where did she get the money to buy it? I've inquired about it, and the cheapest new one costs more than two hundred."
"Uncle Ling Shu, I heard that your family bought a bicycle."
Suddenly, he came in from outside the yard, saw that there was really a bicycle parked in the yard, and immediately entered the door.
"This guy is beautiful, so new, Uncle Ling Shu, have you made a fortune?"
Ling Shu: "..."
He didn't even know where the car came from.
"How did you know?" Ling Shu asked the person.
"Someone in the village saw your big girl riding back." The man said, "Why, uncle, are you still hiding?"
Ling Shu's heart skipped a beat, is it really her
Ling Jiaojiao's face has completely sank, and jealousy and anger are intertwined in her heart.
"Uncle, give me a ride?"
Ling Shu pulled the man out: "I'll give you a ride another day, you can go home and eat quickly."
"Uncle, don't be so stingy, I'll just ride around!!"
"Go back quickly."
Ling Shu pulled the man out of the courtyard and closed the door.
The three of them faced the bicycles in the yard with indescribably strange expressions.
Finally, Ling Shu went to knock on Chuzheng's door.
Chuzheng took a while to open: "What are you doing?"
The girl's tone was cold, and her whole body was full of coldness. Ling Shu's prepared speech was instantly stuck.
Now facing this daughter, he always has a sense of fear.
Ling Shu: "The... bike outside, is it yours?"
"Yes." Chu Zheng leaned against the door and looked at him coldly.
"Where did you... get the money?"
"none of your business?"
"… "
Ling Shu took a while to ask, "Did you do something outside?"
"Even if I do anything, it won't affect you, don't worry."
boom!
The door was slammed, and Ling Shu was hit by the wind from the door.
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When Ling Shu went out, Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Jiaojiao gathered around.
"Where did she get the money?"
Ling Shu shook his head.
Zhang Xiaoping snorted bitterly: "She didn't do something shameful outside, did she?"
"What's the invisible thing?" Ling Jiaojiao asked.
"I heard that there is a woman in the village next door, doing that kind of thing outside..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Ling Shu frowned and let out a low sigh.
"Am I talking nonsense?" Zhang Xiaoping was not at all afraid of Ling Shu's scolding: "Just get the money here, or where would you say she got the money? This is not a small amount!!"
Ling Shu: "..."
Where did Chuzheng get the money, Ling Shu's family of three must not understand.
But this night, the three of them didn't sleep much.
Chuzheng got up the next day and found that the tire of the bicycle had been released.
You don't have to think to know who did it.
Chuzheng carried the water that had been kept outside for a long time, and poured it directly on Ling Jiaojiao's bed when she left the room.
When Ling Jiaojiao came back, she saw her soaked and stenched bed, and she screamed.
"Jiaojiao, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xiaoping shouted through the window.
"Mom!! Dad!!"
Ling Jiaojiao shouted and shouted.
Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Shu hurried out and gathered around Ling Jiaojiao's door.
"What happened?"
"Look!!" Ling Jiaojiao pointed to her bed, so angry that she wanted to cry: "I just left for a while, and it became like this!"
Zhang Xiaoping smelled the sour smell, and said, "Who did this?"
"Who else is there, she's alone here." Ling Jiaojiao pointed at Chuzheng, her eyes were full of resentment.
The gates are all closed.
Who can do it in such a short time!
"Ling Chuzheng, what do you want to do!!" Zhang Xiaoping rushed to Chuzheng angrily: "Why are you throwing your sister's bed on it?"
"No." I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
"You're still quibbling!"
Chuzheng said slowly: "Did you see me splashing?"
"Jiaojiao just left for a while, who are you?"
"This is just your subjective assumption, there is no evidence."
"??"
Zhang Xiaoping didn't understand.
Chuzheng continued slowly: "None of you saw that I poured it, but there is no evidence, so this matter has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Xiaoping's eyes widened: "You..."
Chuzheng said confidently, "Sue me if you have the ability."
Zhang Xiaoping: "..."
Zhang Xiaoping couldn't help Chuzheng and pulled Ling Shu to roar.
"Ling Shu, look at her, what is this, you must give me an explanation today!!"
Ling Shu: "..."
What can he say
"Da Ya, why are you doing this, she is your sister..."
"If you have evidence, say I did it, and I'll admit it." Chuzheng looked at Ling Shu: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence."
The girl's eyes were cold, and Ling Shu's heart sank.
It was as if at that moment, someone grabbed his throat, and he couldn't say a word again.
Ling Shu turned to look at Ling Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, Dad will wash you, don't be angry."
"dad!"
"Okay, okay." Ling Shu said, "You didn't see that it was your sister who did it."
"It's her!!"
Ling Jiaojiao's tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Dad washes for you, Dad washes for you."
Ling Shu hurried into the house to clean up. Zhang Xiaoping was a little scared, so she followed Ling Shu and quarreled directly with Ling Shu.
In this era of patriarchal preference, it is rare for Ling Shu to like a daughter so much.
If he wasn't partial, he would probably be a good father.
Chuzheng got up slowly and walked to Ling Jiaojiao.
Ling Jiaojiao glared at her resentfully.
Chuzheng pressed on Ling Jiaojiao's shoulder, her voice soft and calm: "Be good, and charge me up with the bicycle. Otherwise, I don't mind washing the bed for you every day."
Ling Jiaojiao's pupils shrank.
Chuzheng let go of her hand, left the yard and walked out the door, letting Ling Jiaojiao jump and scream behind her.
-
When Chuzheng returned, the tires of the bicycle were still the same.
Ling Jiaojiao's door was closed, and both Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Shu went down.
In this house, Ling Jiaojiao does not need to go to the ground.
In the past, only the original owner would follow him to earn work points.
Chu Zheng didn't say anything and went back to the room directly.
The next day, Ling Jiaojiao's bed suffered again.
This time, the family of three didn't even find Chuzheng's shadow, so naturally they couldn't find her theories.
Still the same on the third day.
Day 4…