Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Lin Nianhe also understood Zheng Lirong's worries. She smiled, used the wall to hide the dagger and put it into the space, then climbed over the wall and landed lightly in front of Zheng Lirong.

"Thank you, sister." Lin Nianhe smiled brightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing." Zheng Lirong stuffed the envelope into her arms and whispered, "My brother has sent people to follow the people who provided the information. If you need them, just give them a shout."

"Okay," Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly and asked, "Did you come with the truck?"

"Yes," Zheng Lirong nodded and gave her another bundle of money, "You can pay for the last payment."

"No need, I believe you." Lin Nianhe put the money in his pocket and said to Zheng Lirong, "Sister, please go inside and take a rest."

"No, I'm going back to the car now," Zheng Lirong pointed to the small bundle at her feet and said, "Here are the new clothes I made for Shanshan and Xiaojun. You can help me get them to them."

"Okay, no problem." Lin Nianhe picked up the baggage and threw it behind the courtyard wall with a twist of his wrist. "Sister, I won't keep you any longer. How long will it take for you to move the goods?"

"Another hour will be enough," Zheng Lirong was a little puzzled, "Are you going to send the things over tonight?"

"Well, we can't delay this matter," Lin Nianhe said, "I'll send the things out in two hours, and you should leave Lan County by then."

"Okay, I'll go back and let them take a break."

Zheng Lirong was not a gossip, so she left after setting a time.

Lin Nianhe watched her walking towards the man in the distance. They left one after the other. The man was obviously worried about Zheng Lirong walking in the middle of the night and followed her.

Lin Nianhe waited until he could no longer see the figure clearly before climbing over the wall and returning to the house.

As soon as she landed, she saw that the two lights diagonally opposite the door were on.

Lin Nianhe sighed softly, put the baggage back into the house, put the money and letters into the space, took a few apples and went to the opposite door.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Lin Nianhe pushed gently, and the door was indeed unlocked.

"Why are you sleeping? There is a ding-ding-ding-ding-dong-ding-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dang-dang-dang-dang-dong-dang-dang-dong-dang-dong-dang-dong-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang from the front yard.)

"okay."

Lin Nianhe put the apples on the stove and followed to Wen Lan's house.

Wen Lan lay on the kang and looked at Lin Nianhe helplessly: "What's wrong? Is there a gangster who climbed over the wall or is there a fight?"

Lin Nianhe was a little embarrassed: "It was Sister Lirong who gave me the money."

Wen Lan: "..."

Wen Lan rolled her eyes, immediately wilted, and turned around to go to bed.

"Why is she here in person today? Is there something wrong?" Wang Shumei frowned at Lin Nianhe and lowered her voice, "Is it about Shi Dongshan?"

Lin Nianhe nodded lightly and whispered: "The provincial capital got the news. Sister Lirong was afraid that the news would be leaked through other people's hands, so she sent it to me specially."

"It's hard for her." Wang Shumei pulled Lin Nianhe to sit on the edge of the Kang and asked her, "What's the news? Tell me."

"I haven't looked at it either."

Lin Nianhe reached into his pocket and took out the envelope from the space, skillfully pretending to take something from his pocket.

"Oh, so thick?" Wen Lan turned over again and her eyes widened when she looked at the thickness of the envelope.

Lin Nianhe also felt a little uneasy.

Judging from Zheng Lirong's nervous look, this thing must not be simple.

She took out the letter paper and saw that it was clearly marked with serial numbers, so she casually gave two copies to Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, and the three of them read them together.

The hut was extremely quiet, with the only sound of the three girls breathing gradually heavier.If Shi Chengkun is a moth, then Zhang Jian is a rat.

Zheng Lirong sent over a dozen pieces of paper, definitely not just because Zhang Jian's evil deeds could be accommodated by these pieces of paper, but because they only heard about this.

Framing and profiteering, in addition to these, there are countless daughters of capitalists who are well known to have been raped by their father and son...

The words "cannibalism" are written in the lines.

Wen Lan couldn't stand it at first, threw away the paper and jumped up from the kang: "Where is he? I'll beat him to death!"

Wang Shumei also put down the paper, frowned and pulled Wen Lan: "Xiao Lan, please stop making trouble. Are you going to wake up the whole village in the middle of the night?"

She finally pulled Wen Lan to sit down and turned to look at Lin Nianhe: "Nianhe, what should I do?"

Lin Nianhe was still reading those words that were so cold that she was silent. She didn't speak.

She has always felt that human nature in the apocalypse is already the most terrifying. In fact, the apocalypse just eliminates the need for these people to act in secret.

Ugly people will always be ugly, regardless of the times.

These two hours were really torturous, and Lin Nianhe wanted to go out to the village to help them move their goods.

After finally waiting for the minute hand to move twice, she immediately took the letter paper and flashlight and went out.

Su Yuncheng was working the night shift in the warehouse tonight. When Lin Nianhe entered, he was sitting on a wicker chair reading a book.

Seeing Lin Nianhe, Su Yuncheng was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Are you having a nightmare?"

He stood up and welcomed Lin Nianhe into the door.

Lin Nianhe's expression was really bad. She pursed her lips and handed the envelope to Su Yuncheng: "Sister Lirong just sent someone to deliver the letter to me... I read it."

Seeing Lin Nianhe's face, Su Yuncheng knew that there must be nothing good in the letter.

He took the envelope, put his arm around Lin Nianhe's shoulders, made her sit on the recliner, and wrapped her in the thin quilt.

Su Yuncheng poured a cup of hot water for Lin Nianhe, then pulled up a stool and sat down next to her, reading the letter.

Su Yuncheng's expression didn't change much. After reading every word, he raised his head and said to Lin Nianhe: "I will go to the provincial capital at dawn. You call Mr. Wang and ask him to find a way to remind Xie Chongli—— Sun Jun won’t arrive in the city until ten o’clock at the earliest. Before Sun Jun arrives, be sure to hold Shi Chengkun steady and don’t let him escape.”

Lin Nianhe listened carefully and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I understand. By the way, I'll give you a call. When you get to the provincial capital, you can find Sister Lirong. She has people keeping an eye on several important witnesses. If you have Let her help if needed.”

Lin Nianhe said, took the pen and wrote Zheng Lirong's phone number to Su Yuncheng.

The hand she held the pen with too much force was shaking slightly.

"Nianhe."

Su Yuncheng suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Lin Nianhe's hand paused, but he did not raise his head.

Su Yuncheng leaned over and got closer to her.

He reached out his hand and gently put his arm around her shoulders.

Patting her back soothingly, Su Yuncheng said: "People like Zhang Jian and Shi Chengkun are not exceptions. I can't stop evil people from doing evil. I can only remove such cancer as much as possible."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips lightly, looked up at him, and said, "But even if they are punished, those who have been harmed by them...their injuries will never heal."

Su Yuncheng frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer.

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, lowered his eyes and finished writing the last two numbers.Looking at the ink-colored white paper, she said softly: "I'm not blaming you. I know that you have worked very hard. I just... suddenly remembered what Principal Wu said, 'The daughters of capitalists also have to drink mung bean soup.' …”