Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Chapter 314 Golden Ball and Jade Gourd

The onlookers seemed to explode.

It suddenly dawned on me that this was really unexpected.

Someone said again: "I just feel like something is wrong. Look at the tall and skinny guy and the mean-looking old lady. How could such a beautiful girl be born?"

"Yes, yes. Not only is she good-looking, but she is also smart. This is a great idea. If you take her gold bracelet, she won't dare to recognize you and will instead accuse you of robbing her."

Someone else praised the old man: "The old comrade has great skills, and he looks like an old policeman at first glance."

Someone else said in shock: "Look at that man, why is he crying like that? Is it possible that the jade gourd that the old lady is wearing really belongs to him?"

Song Yunuan held the jade gourd in her hand and asked the man: "You said it was yours, do you have any evidence?"

There are a lot of scammers these days.

Wait a few years, more.

The word "liar" is next to the character "horse" and next to the character "flat", which means riding a horse to crush the liar!

Let's see who dares to lie.

The white-haired man was trembling all over, and he almost lost his mind and rushed forward to grab the jade pendant.

Song Yunuan believed it.

It must have belonged to the white-haired man.

Someone in his family must be hospitalized, otherwise he wouldn't be able to carry the lunch box, but at this time, the lunch box in his net pocket had long been thrown by the roadside.

The white-haired man was stopped by Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu was very fond of Song Yunuan, who was quick and decisive in his actions.

This little girl is really smart and calm in times of danger.

He said: "Don't be excited. This gourd looks like a good jade at first glance. We need to ask clearly. Tell us what evidence you have to prove that it belongs to your son."

The white-haired man didn't have time to think about anything else. He wiped away his tears, took a few deep breaths, and said, "This is what my mother gave to my son. My son's name is engraved on the bottom. I can do micro-carving. I engraved it myself." , three words: Lin Tianbao, nicknamed Xiaobao, lost when he was four years old..."

As I spoke, I burst into tears.

Song Yunuan asked who had a flashlight. The security guard quickly took it out and shined the flashlight. Sure enough, it was the three characters Lin Tianbao, either traditional Chinese or simplified Chinese. But if you don't pay attention, you shouldn't be able to tell.

Needless to say, this must be his son's thing.

The sky darkened and the street lights turned on, but Song Yunuan still used the flashlight to shine at the old lady and asked, "Where did you get your gourd?"

The old lady couldn't struggle and wanted to roll around, but everything was in Song Yunuan's hands. That scoundrel actually touched her gold bracelet.

She shouted: "Don't you see, I was robbed. I bought my gold bracelet and the jade gourd for a thousand yuan."

Song Yunuan laughed out loud: "Since you appeared, I haven't heard a single truth from your mouth. You can't tell me whether you bought it. Go tell the police. Don't worry, our principle is not to accuse people unjustly. A good person will never let a bad person go."

Song Yunuan handed the jade gourd to the white-haired man: "In principle, this is evidence. You have to hand it over to the police. Only when it is proven that it is indeed yours can it be returned. You can keep it for now."

The white-haired man held on tightly. He glanced at Song Yunuan gratefully, then went to grab the tall and thin man. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you kidnapped my son? Where is my son?" Where?"

The tall and lanky man didn't expect this, so naturally he wouldn't admit it. He saw that he was about to tear up again, but was stopped by the person next to him.

Someone comforted the white-haired man: "We have caught him. If they really did it, they will definitely know where your son is. If you try to fight him, it will be difficult to deal with."

The police station was not far away, and Mr. Gu had just sent someone to find the police from the police station.

After a while, three people came. After asking about the situation, they took the two people away.

Song Yunuan was also asked to go to the police station to explain the situation.

Of course this is what we have to do.

Song Yunuan explained the reason for the incident and handed the gold bracelet to the police. One of the policemen was startled when he saw the white-haired man and called him "Second Uncle" in a low voice.

At this time, it was difficult for Mr. Gu to follow him to the police station.

He took the security guard and left quietly.

Song Yunuan saw it, but didn't say anything. He probably had some status as an old comrade, so it wasn't easy for him to show up.

Song Yunuan cooperated very well and told the police station that the two people came from the alley just now. Maybe there might be her base camp in the alley or not far away.

The police immediately said they would send people to investigate quietly.

This is not something you just walk away from.

So, Ji Lao and Xiao Dizi hurried to the police station. Fortunately, it was not far away and they arrived quickly.

Ji Lao gave a false alarm. After understanding clearly, Ji Lao was not ready to let Song Yunuan come forward.

As a result, he immediately turned into a white-haired man.

The white-haired man was looking for his son, who was also his only child. He was lost when he was four years old, and his wife became ill.

Yesterday, his wife fell ill again. He sent her to the hospital. She was delivering food just now, and her niece was helping to take care of her. He still had to go back to work, and he also asked his classmates and friends from all over the world to help and keep an eye on her. Speaking of which, It has been ten years. His son is fourteen years old this year and is also a teenager.

But who would have thought that such a coincidence would happen here.

The deputy director is also the nephew of the white-haired man. With this relationship, the old lady and the tall and thin man will be exposed.

We will definitely not let them slip through the net.

At Mr. Gu's level, even if he thought Song Yunuan was very smart, he would not deliberately inquire about the little girl's background.

He had a granddaughter and a granddaughter, and he invited them all to have dinner together the next day. Then he talked about what happened yesterday, focusing on how to protect yourself when encountering danger.

Several little girls exclaimed, "Oh my god, is there such a thing?"

But it's too scary.

Mr. Gu: "There will be a strict investigation in the near future, but you should also be careful. If you encounter something, just learn from that little girl and respond tactfully without panic. Don't waste your energy with fierce rebuttals. Just go with the flow and just say it." Get out of trouble."

Several girls of different ages were very afraid of the old man. Seeing how serious he was, they all agreed.

Mr. Gu glanced at the girls and shook his head secretly. They were all well protected.

That little girl, I don’t know whose family she belongs to, is really brave and resourceful. If she had been in the war years, she would not have become a female general.

At this time, Song Yunuan had already arrived home.

When I picked her up from the station, I asked her about the cold and warmth along the way. When I got home, the bath water had been prepared and the sun was hot, washing away the dust along the way.

Mom is rolling noodles in the kitchen.

Made three kinds of marinades.

Shredded pork with peppers, leeks, eggs, and eggplant stew.

Everything in the garden can be eaten.

Freshly picked tomatoes were mixed with sugar, fresh cucumbers were washed whole, and the north window was opened to create a drafty atmosphere in the dining room.

Asking questions around her, Mrs. Song wiped her tears and said she had never cared about her child so much.

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