Jiaohua

Chapter 701 Just find it (one more)
Since dusk, the little boy has been stalking here, and he was bitten by mosquitoes several times.

As a result, empty.

Annoyed, the little boy let go of the curtain and got down from the low rock.

The place on his body was itchy and uncomfortable, he scratched it a few times, and saw the militiaman who had started snoring, the boy thought for a while, and walked away.

This trip can't be watched in vain, otherwise it won't be a big loss.

However, I thought it was a stinky guard, but I didn't expect to find a rather interesting wallet on him.

This weight, let alone three taels of silver.

The irritability in his heart was swept away, and the boy put the wallet in his arms, ready to go home.

A tall militiaman walked down the stone steps not far away with a spear in his hand, and happened to see this scene.

"Little thief!" The militiaman immediately shouted angrily.

The little boy was startled, he didn't bother to look back, and ran away.

The tall and long-legged militiamen caught up and quickly arrested Xiaotong.

"Take it out for me!" The militiaman reached out to pick it up.

"Wow!!" The little boy grabbed his wrist with both hands, and a clear cry resounded through the night sky.

The sleeping militiamen were awakened.

Several nearby families were also awakened.

The sound of dogs barking in the village also rose in an instant.

Several generals in Zhan's house who were drawing lots frowned.

Fifth Master Mo went to the window and poked his head out to look around, then turned around and said, "It's just nonsense, ignore it."

He spread out the dice in his hand, it was six.

Six is ​​an even number, which means that the girl is allowed to stay.

"Wow!!" The child's voice wailed again.

Zhan Qiye was displeased, and looked at Zhan Jiuye: "Go, go out and have a look."

More and more people came to hear the sound.

Lin Shuanglan went to the north of the village to deliver the pork, and came back along the short road along the river. When she heard crying, she hurriedly trotted over.

The little boy cried embarrassingly, his voice was hoarse, and his face was full of innocence and bewilderment.

The militiaman, who was almost as tall as two children, was grabbing him by the skirt of his clothes and scolding him, while searching him for money.

"What are you doing!" Lin Shuanglan ran over loudly, "How can you bully a child!"

"He stole money!"

"I didn't take it!" The little boy cried loudly, "It's murdered!! Help!"

Several people nearby pointed to the militiaman as his assistant.

The militiaman who had just woken up anxiously touched his body for a long time, and the money bag was indeed lost.

"Be honest with me!" The big man pointed at the little boy and scolded, "Where's the money bag!"

The little boy broke away from him, sat on the ground and wiped his tears: "I didn't take it, woo woo woo..."

Several militiamen came forward and asked what was going on.

The big man pointed to the little boy and told what he saw.

"Didn't find the purse?"

"No." The big man was irritated.

"But my money bag is really gone!" said the militiaman who woke up.

"I've also lost it before..." a militiaman recalled, "It's also near here."

"Just leave it to me!" the little boy cried, "Anyway, I'm easy to bully when I'm young!"

"Let me search for it!" A militiaman walked towards the boy, "It may not be on him, maybe he threw it away."

The little boy screamed and ran towards Lin Shuanglan who was closest to him at an extremely fast speed.

Lin Shuanglan stretched out her hand subconsciously: "Don't run around..."

Xiaotong grabbed her hand and pushed her away from the militiamen who were chasing her.

She doesn't have much strength, but after walking for a day, Lin Shuanglan's feet were so sore that she almost lost her footing.

The militiaman hurriedly supported her, while the companions behind him continued to chase Xiaotong.

But he heard Xiaotong suddenly let out a sharp roar: "Get out!"

Lin Shuanglan hurriedly turned her head, and the boy seemed to be stopped by the downhill river.

There is a small lantern by the river, hanging high on a tree fixed in the wooden handle, which is specially used by the villagers to illuminate the road. The occasional evening breeze blows the lantern lightly.

Standing under the tree was a tall and thin young girl, wearing a long sky-blue dress with sleeves facing the wind. What stopped the little boy was the bamboo stick in her hand.

"Miss Ali!" Lin Shuanglan said.

The militiamen caught up and saw that the girl's facial features were beautiful and cold, as if the moonlight had been cut out and turned into her bones.

The boy avoided the bamboo stick and ran forward.

The girl's feet didn't move, but the bamboo stick she held in one hand seemed to have eyes, and she struck the boy's knees and elbows three times in a flash.

It's not a lot of strength, but the cleverness makes the child suffer.

Shouting and cursing, the little boy backed away, stretched out his hands to rub the place where he was hit, and glared at Xia Zhaoyi angrily.

"Miss Ali!" Lin Shuanglan ran over.

"You meddling, get out!" the boy raised his head and shouted at the girl.

"He stole my money!" The militiaman pointed at the boy, "He took my silver!"

Xia Zhaoyi glanced at him, then looked at Xiao Tong: "Where's the money?"

"I didn't take his money!! You go away!"

After speaking, I want to leave again.

was stopped again.

"Why did you push people just now?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"None of your shit!" The boy who was beaten up cursed, "Get lost! You stinking bastard!"

"Stop talking nonsense, your mouth is dirty!" Lin Shuanglan scolded.

"Bring out the money," Xia Zhaoyi said, "This is your last chance."

"Go away!!"

"Very good." Xia Zhaoyi said.

She put away the bamboo stick in her hand.

The little boy was about to run, and then he found himself flying up, and then there was a "plop".

It was too late for the little boy to cry, gurgling blisters came out of his mouth.

He has good water skills, but now he can't react well, and his limbs are so painful from being beaten.

The villagers by the river exclaimed.

A shrill female voice screamed, "Tiger!"

The little boy's mother pushed away the crowd and ran. Seeing this scene, her face turned pale, and she immediately looked at the girl standing by the water.

"You little bastard, why are you bullying my son!" the woman cursed, calling on the villagers to help them go into the water to find people.

"My son is only so old, how can you bully the child when you are old!" the woman turned her head and scolded.

"He stole Liu San's money!" the big man shouted, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Children know how to steal money! You bullied him as a child, so you slandered him! I see, it's clearly you who got Liu San's money!"

Xia Zhaoyi didn't speak, and put the hand holding the bamboo behind his back, looking at the woman calmly.

The woman's eyes were red, and she looked back at her: "If my son has something, I will fight you with my life!"

"Okay." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "plop", and the woman also fell into the water.

The mother and son made a icy splash in the water.

After stabilizing, they floated on the water trembling.

"Found it!" came the voice of a fellow militiaman from behind, "Found the money bag! He threw it in the grass!"

The militiaman was overjoyed and looked at Xia Zhaoyi: "Girl, I found my purse!"

"Just find it," Xia Zhaoyi said.

In the water, the angry and ashamed little Tong's mother yelled at her with foul language, which was unbearable to the ear.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Shuanglan was also angry, and shouted to the woman in the flushing water.

The woman pointed at Xia Zhaoyi: "...Smelly bitch, you shameless bastard, you will never be able to give birth to a son in your life, and if you do, you will have a bad ass hole! Find a beggar who smells like a street corner to marry you, and you will be married to me all day long!" Kill you! Slut!..."

She was too emotional, her voice was a little hoarse, and the scolding sounded very harsh in the night.

As soon as Lao Tong and Zhi Changle arrived, they heard such insults.

Together with them, Zhan Jiuye and Mo Wuye came.

(End of this chapter)