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There was such a big movement that even the village chief was alarmed.

In the brigade, the village chief had heard the whole story from the villagers. He came to Lao Li's house with a cold face and reprimanded Zhang Aihua, his aunt, Lao Li Tou and Li Qiang in front of everyone.

"Miss Leng came to our village with the directors to do a show. You really think she is the daughter-in-law of your old Li family!"

"I think you are the ones who are so lawless that you actually want to hit someone!"

"Thankfully Miss Leng is generous, otherwise she could have called the police!"

The village chief is worthy of being a village chief, and his speech is organized and bold. After he spoke, everyone in the huge yard was as quiet as a chicken.

Everyone in Lao Li's family lowered their heads, and Li Qiang also shrank his neck. When he heard the word 'call the police', a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Leng Qingqing held her cell phone and turned around in surprise: "Village Chief, how did you know that I was about to call the police?"

Zhang Aihua raised her head suddenly and looked away guiltily the moment her eyes met hers.

The village chief considered the words: "Miss Leng, you see, Li Qiang didn't really hit you after all. I want to apologize to you for him. Don't get along with him. He has never gone to school and is just a rough guy! Let's do this. , how about I make the decision to find a new family for you?"

It's indeed a good idea.

If the person standing here wasn't Leng Qingqing, I'm afraid he would have accepted it with the mentality of "turning big things into small things."

But Leng Qingqing won’t.

"Village Chief, I'm not going anywhere." Leng Qingqing smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I still have feelings for my mother-in-law and the Li family. Although it makes me very sad that they treat me like this, I still decided to stay and show my love to you. To influence them. I believe that sincerity can change sincerity. As long as I treat them with sincerity, they will feel it sooner or later."

Leng Qingqing was not knocked down. Even if he called the police, Li Qiang would not be punished much.

village head:"……"

He sounded a little sincere.

Leng Qingqing was very stubborn about staying. The village chief had no choice but to tell Lao Li's family to take it easy before leaving.

Before leaving, the neighbors in the village were still praising Leng Qingqing for his kind-heartedness, which made the old Li family very angry.

Today, not only was the whole village laughing at him, but the whole family was also lectured by the village chief. How could the whole Li family be so angry?

After a few scribbles, Li Qiang drank himself to death and threw himself into the smelly bed in the main room to sleep.

In the afternoon, Zhang Aihua knocked on the door and asked Leng Qingqing to go pull weeds in the field.

Leng Qingqing knew that she had intentions, but he didn't refuse, so he took the hoe and set off.

In one afternoon, Leng Qingqing hoeed out all the crops in half of the field.

"I've worked really hard today."

As the sun set, I stood in the field desertedly, raising my hand to wipe the thin sweat from my forehead.

**

On the first day of the first episode of the first season of "Guest Star", the female guests participating in the show were bullied to varying degrees by their families.

It can be said that there are flowers everywhere, and no one is safe.

As the most mild-tempered of the guests, Zhang Li's whole family united to bully her to the point of crying on the first day. She sat alone in the room and shed tears of grievance.

Zhang Li really felt that it was unfair. Her mother-in-law favored her sister-in-law and her sister-in-law, and would not listen to her at all.

It's really no fun for a family to unite to bully her 'new daughter-in-law'.

The first day alone was so difficult, and she couldn't imagine how she would spend the next six days.

Thinking of this, Zhang Li cried even more sadly.

Especially when she thought that in order to please her mother-in-law, she gave her the gold necklace she wore in the hope that they could live in peace.

My mother-in-law smiled happily when she received the gifts, but when it came time to get down to business, she couldn't be more partial.

Zhang Li sat on the bedside, biting her lower lip and hesitated.

Should I get my gold necklace back?

This little thing is nothing to her, but there is no such thing as collecting things and not doing anything.

The situation at Jiajia and Zhou Meng's side was similar. From morning to afternoon, they had been doing farm work, doing housework, cooking, cutting firewood and feeding pigs... it was simply miserable.

Over the course of a day, calluses formed on my originally delicate palms, blisters appeared on my feet, and my limbs ached, as if they had been run over countless times by trucks.

In the afternoon, Zhou Meng stood on the ridge of the field, holding a hoe in his hand. He was so tired that he almost fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Tired, so tired.

Ever since I became a star, I have never been as tired as I am today no matter how many announcements I catch up with.

But there are still six days to go in such a tiring life.

There are few entertainment programs in the countryside. There are opera singers in the neighboring villages tonight, but the guests are too tired. They just want to cook and go to bed after eating. They can no longer think of anything else.

After dinner, the guests all went to bed early and fell asleep almost as soon as they closed their eyes.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the night in the countryside was very quiet. Only a few dogs barking in the distance could be heard here and there.

Before going to bed, Leng Qingqing carefully checked the latch of the door lock, put the phone next to the pillow, put on the eye mask, and went to sleep.

Next to the pillow, the phone screen lit up slightly with blue light, and a new WeChat message came in.

[Mountain Pao]: Are you tired?

The weak blue light illuminated the deserted side face, and the airtight silk eye mask covered most of his face. He could only hear his breathing evenly, but he was already asleep.

In the middle of the night, a rustling sound suddenly appeared outside the door that should have been silent.

Someone said in a breathy voice: "Small! Click! Sound!"

Outside the door, two people came together, their bodies almost touching the door panel, their movements sneaky.

The other person made an OK gesture. After all, it was the first time he had done this kind of thing and he was not very skilled. Fortunately, he was not discovered.

A piece of wire stuck through the crack in the door, and after a moment of exploration, he found the latch.

Just hear a click.

The door was gently pushed open, and taking advantage of the darkness, two figures walked in slowly.

The frosty silver moonlight shines on the ground behind the door, and also shines through the cracks in the broken glass window, very bright. You can see clearly inside the house without using a flashlight.

The cell phone is lying next to the pillow.

The two looked at each other in the dark, walked forward quietly, took the phone away without waking anyone, and put it in their arms.

Until the two left and closed the door again.

None of the figures on the bed moved.

The peace was broken the next morning when the bald director saw Leng Qingqing making a call on her mobile phone.

Leng Qingqing holds a toothbrush in her left hand and a disposable paper cup in her right hand.

The phone was put on speakerphone and placed on the stone pillar next to it.

A sweet little milky voice came from the phone.

"Then when will you come back."

Leng Qingqing spat out the mouthwash and said, "Tomorrow afternoon when you get home from school, you can see your mother."

As for the two days she was away, she was not worried at all that Huo Yanheng would be disobedient. After all, he was a full-level human child and had very strong self-management abilities.

"By the way," she picked up her phone and swiped to the WeChat interface: "Did your dad go back last night?"

When I woke up in the morning, Leng Qingqing saw Huo Jingsen’s WeChat message. Unfortunately, she had fallen asleep last night.

"Yes." Huo Yanheng said, "Dad is with me."

Leng Qingqing's fingertips touched the on-screen keyboard interface, and after hearing Hengheng's answer, he took it away again.

Forget it, I won’t reply. trouble.

Turning her head, Leng Qingqing found the bald director rubbing his chin and looking at her with a wandering gaze.

She smiled and arched her eyebrows: "Good morning, director, did you sleep well last night?"

Under the instructions of the bald director, the two staff members ran as fast as they could to the place where they had "destroyed the body and traces" last night, and dug up the remains of the mobile phone again.

Picking it up to compare, the two looked at each other, dumbfounded.

TMD.

——Model machine.