Spring is coming

Chapter 17 Who stole the money
Mrs. Zhou ran to the village chief at night to complain. Her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. She was crying and couldn't say anything clearly. She only knew that the money was lost.

The village chief was so frightened that he thought something had happened, so he quickly picked up the oil lamp on his straw sandals and followed her outside.

He thought that there was a robber in the Mo family, and they were so arrogant in stealing money that they beat him up.

By the way, he quickly asked his wife to notify the head of the Mo family and a bunch of more prestigious clan elders in the village, and also asked his eldest son to go to the fields to retrieve the Gao family.

Gao and the others just finished their work and met the village chief's son on the way. By the way, they also met Bo Qingshan and Hang Sheng who were out for a walk after dinner.

Out of politeness, the village chief's son told Zhou's situation just now.

Bo Qingshan clicked his tongue and said, "This kind of unscrupulous person must be caught. Let me go with my servant to have a look. He knows some skills and can help the village chief catch the thief."

Several people were a little embarrassed. This was a family scandal, something happened in Mojia Village. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for them to let Bo Qingshan, an outsider, watch the fun?
The village chief's son couldn't make the decision. He looked at Mr. Gao. Mr. Gao was the elder. After thinking for a moment, he refused and said, "I won't bother you."

Bo Qingshan had no choice but to give up.

He had just arrived and was still unfamiliar to the people in the village. He originally wanted to use this incident to get closer to the people in Mojia Village and help them. What would he do in the village in the future so that he could speak well.

Most people in this village have the same surname. Although they usually play tricks, they are unusually united before big events.

The village chief's son followed Mrs. Gao and the others, and from a distance saw the bright lights at the door of Lao Mo's house, and a group of people surrounding Mrs. Zhou.

Mrs. Zhou, on the other hand, clapped her thighs and sat on the ground, crying: "She who killed me by a thousand cuts - my niece not only stole the money, but also beat me like this. Everyone is judging me. How can I, Zhou Ru, be the head of my family?" Are you sorry for her?"

Gao's expression changed, and she stopped moving forward. She held down Mo Qinglin beside her and stood in the crowd to see what she was going to say.

The village chief's son didn't know what was going on, but he stopped with them and stayed at the back.

The people in front had their heads pressed together and whispered: "Money was stolen from Yuan Lin's house. She said it was her niece who stole it?"

"No way. This girl seems to be quite well-behaved. Would she do something like this?"

"Oh, how accurate is that? Look at Yongzi next door to you. He was such a sweet and handsome boy when he was a child! Who would have thought that he would learn to gamble when he grows up!"

"Ugh"

They were all the families in the village who loved to get together and talk lively. When the village chief's son heard this, he thought, this is wrong, isn't he a burglar?How did you become Mo Jingchun?

He turned to look at Mrs. Gao's face and said awkwardly: "Aunt, maybe my sister-in-law made a mistake. I don't think Chun'er is that kind of person."

Gao's face was calm. After hearing his words, she just nodded and continued to pay attention to the movement in front.

The village chief took out a dry cigarette from the waistband of his trousers and took two puffs. Feeling that this matter was confusing, he frowned and said: "What is all this? How much money have you lost? You said that the child stole it. What do you have?" Is there any evidence?”

Mrs. Zhou wiped her tears and said, "Today my family was clamoring for meat, so I went to get the money bag and found that the money was missing.

This thief girl has been eating meat and soup at home for several days, and even made new clothes. I asked her where she got the money and if she had taken it from me. Who knew she suddenly pushed me hard? The door was pushed up and hit like this!There is no elder in his eyes! "

Her face looked really scary now. Although the nosebleeds no longer flowed, there were still blood marks on the corners of her mouth.

The village chief turned to look at Mo Jingchun, who was leaning on the door frame and watching her fuss quietly with a tired look on his face.

She was very upset when she was disturbed like this just because she was ill.

The village chief turned his head and looked back and forth between the two of them, and asked her with a serious face: "Girl Chun, do you agree with what your second sister-in-law said?"

Mo Jingchun immediately shook his head: "The clothes were made by my cousin, and I paid for the meat."

She hesitated for a moment and then said, "I earned it myself."

Zhou got up from the ground after hearing some terrible joke: "You earned it yourself? You earned it from my house? You are a yellow-haired girl, who hired you to work?" The village chief also agreed with Zhou's words and was impatient. Said: "It's late at night, tell the truth quickly, don't waste everyone's time."

"It's true. I cook for Brother Bo and he gives me the money."

She really didn't want to say it at first, fearing that it would cause trouble for Bo Qingshan.

"Uncle Changlu, don't listen to this girl's harsh words. Where has she cooked? And she cooks for others?"

Mrs. Zhou was shouting anxiously, but now she didn't believe anything Mo Jingchun said.

The village chief didn't quite believe it. She was a little girl who had never seen anything cooking at home before, and now she was working as a cook in other people's homes?
But seeing that her eyes were frank and didn't look like she was faking it, he still suspiciously asked someone to go to Bo's house to ask Bo Qingshan if this was the case.

Soon, the man came back with Bo Qingshan, separated from the crowd and stepped forward: "Village chief, I just met Mr. Bo on the road."

The village chief clicked his tongue and glared at the man. Who brought him here? Isn't that a joke to outsiders?

But facing Bo Qingshan, he still looked kind and cheerful.

Others may not know that this young man donated money to build bridges and roads in several nearby villages as soon as he arrived. He spent hundreds of millions of money and even the village chief greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Bo, I really bother you so late, eh"

"It's okay." Bo Qingshan smiled with a gentle attitude. He glanced at Zhou and said in a blink of an eye, "Miss Jingchun is indeed my cook. Her skills are very good."

He became the polite Bo Erlang again in front of others.

"That's fine, that's fine. Her second aunt has misunderstood. I'm sorry to trouble you." The village chief said soothingly, wanting to end this farce quickly.

Bo Qingshan refused to let it go: "Did this aunt lose her money at home? Since everyone is here, we must find out why it was lost. Otherwise, if someone is hiding in it and steals it from other families in the future, wouldn't it be wrong?" "

"Yes, sister-in-law, please stop howling for now and quickly take stock of how many things are missing from the house. Don't be robbed. Check to see if there are any footprints or anything like that."

After being reminded by everyone, Mrs. Zhou fearfully went to look for other things in the house. The village chief also brought people in to help her search for marks.

Unfortunately, nothing was found, and no other discarded items were found in Zhou's room.

Mrs. Zhou was surprised and doubtful: "Will this money be able to run away on its own?"

"Okay! Wife-in-law Yuan Lin, hurry up and go to bed. Don't waste everyone's time."

"Where's my money? Hey, don't even leave -"

Some people thought she was just fooling around and were very dissatisfied.

The village chief was old, fell asleep early, and had no extra energy at this time. He waved his hand impatiently and asked everyone to go home.

The crowd dispersed, and some people saw Gao, who had been watching the incident from behind, and smiled and said hello, as if nothing had happened.

As for Zhou's accusation that Mo Jingchun hurt her like this, everyone still didn't believe it.

Zhou's waist was almost as thick as three Mo Jingchun's. She probably bumped into it herself. Didn't you see that Mo Jingchun also had a wound on his forehead?

This matter was considered settled by everyone. Some believed in Mo Jingchun, while others had doubts in their hearts, but at least they would not show it on their faces.

There were also people who didn't like her, like Mo Yu who I heard later, who regarded stealing money as a stain on Mo Jingchun and laughed at her behind her back.

(End of this chapter)