A small peasant girl

Chapter 297 The Strange Thief
"Hold, I'll listen to my second brother." Wenzi was also feeling very uncomfortable. Logically speaking, the rural people in her impression are honest and simple people. Stealing things from home, and carrying the name of a thief on his back will shame him for a lifetime.

On the second day, Liu Kangdi and Liu Zhuzi were still arranged by Wen Zi to stay beside Liu Meihua. If a thief really came to the family, the two little children saw them, and the thief would suffer a heavy loss if he murdered them with evil intentions.

However, Wenzi is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she quietly put something similar to thumbtacks in her previous life at the kitchen door, if the thieves dare to come today, they will definitely leave a clue.

After a busy day at the shop, Wenzi came home and saw that there was an extra bundle of firewood at the door of the kitchen, and there were fewer thumbtacks on the ground.

Wenzi squatted down to take a closer look, and found some bloodstains on the ground, and immediately called Liu Kangtu over, "Second brother, take a quick look, what's going on?"

The missing thumbtacks and the faintly visible bloodstains on the ground combined Wenzi’s idea to some extent, but what was the meaning behind the bundle of firewood at the door? Wenzi who couldn’t solve the mystery could only ask Liu Kangtu beside him, "Second brother, what do you think this bundle of firewood means?"

Wenzi couldn't figure out what happened, but the only thing she could be sure of was that a thief really entered the house, but this thief was really strange, he only stole some food, and didn't enter other houses at all.

According to common sense, if you are a habitual criminal or a slightly professional thief, you should go straight to the bedroom to steal things. Normal people's money is stored in the house.

"Wenzi, the second brother also can't understand." Although Liu Kangtu is older, he can't understand the sudden situation in front of him. He followed the direction of the blood and found the missing piece on the ground in the corner. Thumbtack, "Wenzi, it seems that the thief pulled out the pushpin here and escaped."

"Second brother, this thief's foot is injured, I'm afraid he won't be able to go far." Wenzi expressed his opinion.

"Well, let's walk in the direction of the blood and see if we can find out the thief." Liu Kangtu picked up the thumbtack and looked at it, and put the rest of the thumbtacks away, so that the younger siblings at home would not be disturbed later. Be careful if you step on it, it's not good.

Following the bloodstains, Liu Kangtu took Wenzi to find the bamboo forest. In the quiet bamboo forest at the moment, only the cries of insects and birds could be heard. Fortunately, the sky had not completely darkened, otherwise Wenzi would not have dared to come to the bamboo forest alone.

"Wenzi, when the second brother is free, let's make the wall of the backyard higher, lest these thieves keep sneaking into the house and get angry when they see it." Liu Kangtu analyzed that the thieves crawled in through the courtyard wall to steal things. Yes, he especially doesn't like people with dirty hands and feet. If he catches them, he will beat them up severely. If the thieves have a bad attitude, he will directly report them to the police and arrest them.

"Second brother, what you reminded is that even if you don't have time, you have to find someone to fix the courtyard wall if you spend some money." Wenzi will never blink an eyelid for a problem that can be solved by spending money. Not many, but being remembered by the thieves is an invisible thorn to the people and things in the second room of the Liu family, which makes people feel uncomfortable thinking about it.

Halfway up the mountain, Liu Kangtu couldn't find anything suspicious, so he had to say to Wenzi behind him, "Wenzi, stand here and wait, don't go far, let's go in and have a look."
I don't know who built a simple thatched hut on the mountainside. Although it has been many years, the thatched hut is also dilapidated and torn, but if the passers-by see it, they will add something to make up for it. This is a thoughtful little gesture. , It is convenient for myself and future generations to say.

(End of this chapter)