I was born again and I just want to concentrate on making money

Chapter 11 Returning to Xiaoshen Village

What Dong Mingzhu didn't know was that the reason why Lin Qing left the stock salon in a hurry this time was not because she was afraid of being scouted about her family background, but because she had to catch the train home.

Lin Qing thought for a while, since the stock and store affairs have been explained to others, then she can take time off to go home.

From Shencheng to Xiaoshen Village, his hometown, the train took four hours. Lin Qing calculated the time. He arrived home in the afternoon, and he could catch up with cooking a meal for his grandparents.

Lin Qing is used to the position by the window, and the scenery outside is changing all the time.

From high-rise buildings to small bungalows emitting smoke, from concrete roads to hilly fields.

After looking tired, Lin Qing narrowed her eyes a little, and when she opened her eyes again, she had just arrived at the station.

Lin Qing picked up her bag and left the station smoothly. Outside the train station, she boarded a chubby rural minibus. After about half an hour, she finally arrived at the entrance of the village.

Although it's only been two days since he left, but Lin Qing came back this time, but he felt like a lifetime away.

Probably because the density of these two days was too high and too many important things happened, it made people feel as if a long time had passed.

Lin Qing shook her head: "Stop dawdling, go home quickly, don't delay cooking."

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace.

However, when he first entered the border of the village and passed the big banyan tree, Lin Qing felt that something was wrong.

This banyan tree is older than Lin Qing's, and the villagers have a deep affection for it. They regard it as half of their own home, and they are very familiar with it.

But when Lin Qing passed by it today, he couldn't help feeling chilly and desolate.

As for why, Lin Qing couldn't figure it out for a moment.

She turned her head three times a step and continued to drive home.

But along the way, there was always a feeling that something was wrong wrapped around her.

She knew that although the journey back on the way would take up to 10 minutes, but the east and the west were short, and every family had to chat a few words, so naturally it would not be fast.

Especially if the folks see her carrying a bag, and it looks like she has gone to the city, then they should have a good chat.

This is the habit of Xiaoshen Village for many years. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and they are very close to each other.

Lin Qing recalled that she used to go to and from school, and once set a record of walking for a full two hours in 10 minutes.

If she is going to school in the city, Aunt Zhang's family and Uncle Li's family have to stuff her with some eggs or steamed buns. If Lin Qing comes back from school, she will give Aunt Zhang's family a piece of new soap and give it to Li's family. Uncle, a bag of useful fishhooks.

It wasn't until thinking of these scenes of going to and from school that Lin Qing finally realized what was wrong.

And why I feel desolate and feel chilly on my back.

There is no one in the village!

There is no one on the way!
And all behind closed doors!

Normally, under the big banyan tree, there should be a dozen or at least seven or eight people chatting about family affairs, but today there was none.

Coming from the big banyan tree is a small supermarket, which is not open today.

The whole village is surprisingly quiet today.

In an instant, at least three or four ominous premonitions, some reliable and some unreliable, hit Lin Qing's heart.

Could it be that the village was slaughtered?

Or did you say that you were in trouble?

A little more hanging, could it be that he has entered a different world?

Lin Qing's back broke out in cold sweat instantly.

"Ah, grandpa and grandma." Thinking of his family, Lin Qing couldn't care less about being afraid, gritted his teeth, and rushed home quickly.

Just when she was so focused on the journey until a layer of hot sweat broke out on her forehead, suddenly, a powerful big hand pulled her into the bamboo forest beside the road.

"Ah!" The defenseless Lin Qing exclaimed, and the whole person was dragged in.
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It's over, it's over.

Met a gangster.

Am I going to be killed?

Countless terrified thoughts flashed across at the same time, Lin Qing dared not vent his anger, dared not open his tightly closed eyes no matter what, and his whole body froze.

Just when she almost forgot to breathe, a familiar voice appeared next to her ear.

"Qingqing, why are you wandering outside alone?"

Hearing this voice, Lin Qing finally felt that his frozen body had just revived.

This was the voice of the village chief, Wu Jiang, who had watched her grow up and treated him like a daughter.

Lin Qing opened her eyes, and sure enough Wu Jiang's familiar face appeared in front of her.

Wu Jiang has been the head of Xiaoshen Village for many years. Fortunately, he is not a bully in the village, but a really good person.

It's just that good people have many hardships. His wife died early, and he didn't remarry. He raised his son Wu Xiaochun by himself.

Wu Xiaochun is a few years younger than Lin Qing, and he did not go to college. After graduating from high school, he has been working as a farmer at home.

Wu Xiaochun, who was already a head taller than his father, was also standing behind Wu Jiang at this time.

Lin Qing looked again, and it turned out that it was not only their father and son, but also Wu Yang Wu Yang followed a large group of men behind them.

Everyone still has things in their hands, sickles, digging hoes, kitchen knives, everything.

"Uncle Village Chief, what are you doing here?" Looking at his posture, he seemed to be gathering a crowd to find trouble in the next village.

"I just came here. Why is there no one in the village? Every house is closed."

Wu Jiang said solemnly: "When you came here, did you see any faceless people at the entrance of the village or somewhere else?"

"No, don't talk about the face, I haven't seen anyone in the village, what's the matter, uncle."

Wu Jiang heaved a sigh of relief when she said that she hadn't seen outsiders: "Ah, that's good."

"You were not at home yesterday, did you go to the city to run some errands? So you don't know, a wandering murderer came to our village recently."

"This person is on the news. He robbed and murdered several households. It's all on the news."

"Someone in the village saw it yesterday and said they were wandering around in our village. They probably came to check on the spot."

"No, we just let everyone close their doors, don't come out."

Hearing Wu Jiang's explanation, Lin Qing's heart ached.

Because she suddenly remembered an important thing.

Back then, the little sister Zhang Ting who grew up with him in the village died at the hands of this fugitive.

When I heard the news back then, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a thunderbolt, and I was sad for many, many years.

In other words, in this life, this incident will happen again?

"The village head uncle, who are you?"

Wu Xiaochun said: "Sister Qing, my dad is taking us to the entrance of the village to be vigilant. We discussed it and plan to put down the farm work in the next few days and concentrate on guarding the village."

Wu Jiang said with a worried face: "Yes, this time is to unite, Qingqing, you know, there are many households in our village with left-behind elderly and left-behind children, and there are no young adults in the family, so we must gather people and act in a unified way. "

Hearing what the village chief said, Lin Qing was relieved a little.

Wu Jiang said again: "Go back quickly and lock the door. If someone knocks on the door, you can only open it after asking for clarification? We have to go, go back quickly."

After saying that, Wu Jiang prepared to go to the entrance of the village with about twenty men behind him.

Lin Qing hurriedly said: "Uncle Village Chief, don't worry, I know what he wants to attack."

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped and exclaimed, "Huh?"

"What did you say, Qingqing?"

"how do you know?"

(End of this chapter)