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Chapter 44 Fair Choice

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    "The moon sets and the black feet are always the wind and frost of a thousand years, and the sound of the waves still does not disappear from the night" Xiaoqin hummed a song in her heart, with a vague smile on her mouth.

    Thin fingers clenched the newly purchased backpack on his shoulders.

    In front of her, a few men pointed at her and laughed mockingly, cursing like Yang Xu blowing in the wind, slowly drifting in front of her eyes with ruthlessness and indifference.

    "Thief, what's in your bag? Did you steal something from me? You thief, you were born with two thieves!"

    The man in front stared at Xiaoqin with a pair of wolf-like eyes.

    With a smile on her face, Xiaoqin hummed the unfinished song in her heart.

    The disheveled hair was tied around the back of her head, she had a smile in her eyes, and her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

    In the end, the corner of his mouth was raised and he said: "Why do you say that I stole things, just because I stole your things before?"

    "Before!" another man yelled, snatching the backpack from her shoulder in his hands.

    He opened it randomly, and saw a few 100 yuan bills inside, and immediately took it out and waved the money in his hand to her.

    "Where did you get this money? My money disappeared a few days ago. Did you steal it?"

    Xiaoqin smiled and looked at the man who was talking, without explaining or saying anything, the man threw the empty bag on Xiaoqin's face.

    Xiaoqin took the empty bag with her eyes closed, looked at the money inside that was taken away by the man, and looked at the few people walking away with the money.

    The eyes of the smile are empty: "Yes, even if I use my hands to make money, I will be regarded as a thief. Is it because I was a thief before? Ironically."

    Mumbling to herself, she put the empty bag on her shoulder and walked forward silently.

    Because of stealing, I just got out of prison after a few days. Because I have been stealing since I was a child, I have been regarded as a suspect by countless people as a habitual offender.

    Fortunately, when those people came to find her, she always laughed and sang, imagining that they, like herself, were also a thief who was good at stealing other people's things.

    They are thieves, thieves like me, stealing my hard-earned money.

    It's ironic, they should go to jail, but it's a pity that I didn't sue them to jail when I met a kind person like me.

    She hated, hated the person who took her into prison, hated the informer, and because she was in prison, she couldn't see her grandma's death, and missed the last time she saw her.

    Hate it?

    Smiling ironically, he walked slowly on the road with a backpack without money.

    Imagining where to go next, earning some money to feed my stomach.

    There was no one on the road, only Yang Xu floating in the sky, she walked slowly.

    Following the path walked by several men, I came to this village unknowingly.

    The village where I grew up.

    The people chatting at the village head saw her pointing, Xiaoqin continued to walk forward indifferently, and reached the door of her house.

    There was a pile of tattered garbage at the door, I don¡¯t know who put it here, Xiaoqin smiled and looked at the half-open door.

    I don't know when the door was unlocked. It seems that when I came last time, I bought a lock myself.

    "To be continued" (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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