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Chapter 47

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    Lin Fufu was not a wimp, seeing that Jun Tao was about to make a move, he quickly grabbed his hand and threw it out heavily.

    "Dong Juntao, don't push your nose and face. If it weren't for our previous friendship, I would have fought back. What kind of gang? There is no one like you who wronged people so casually. Relatives belong to relatives, I am not confused  Egg. This is not our personal matter, it is the matter of the village collective, can we talk to Xi Ni? "

    Jun Tao widened his eyes, "The check was always issued in the name of your village collective? I didn't expect that, you people in Nanxi Village look honest. I didn't expect that such a terrible thing would actually give you a fake check. It's a trap.  What a disaster for us!"

    Hearing this, Lin Fu's cheeks bulged, his mouth moved for a long while, but he couldn't speak.  How many years have I been the secretary of the village party committee, the wind comes and the rain goes, I will not talk about the hardships.

    The check was fraudulent, it was irrefutable, what else could he say?

    "Well, come with me, and I'll take you to find that bastard. Let's see when he hides!" Lin Fu patted his thigh, and immediately took the Dong family siblings to Wang Zhuo's house.

    After days of rain, the roads in Nanxi Village were covered in gray and black.

    Dong Fang walked behind Lin Fufu, and her feet always felt a little muddy, which was very similar to her current situation of struggling with the helpless status quo.

    "It's like this in the village on rainy days. It's not as smooth as the asphalt road in your county town. It would be great if we can repair the asphalt road sometime." Lin Fu turned his head to look at Dong Fang, and suddenly sighed with emotion.

    There are always people passing by on the road, and when they see Dong Fang and his brother, they greet them, "Hey, the big girl is here."

    The phrase "big girl" expresses the most simple intimacy of the villagers.  Even though Dong Fang's heart sank, she still answered politely twice on her face.

    Wang Zhuozhuo's home is in the southwest of Nanxi Village. When he entered, the courtyard door was open.  A four or five-year-old girl drew a "lattice room" on the ground by herself, dancing there happily, her face flushed with sweat.

    Dong Fang looked at the figure of the child, with big red bows tied on the two shofar braids.  Every time you jump, the bow tie will rise up, like a little butterfly flying lightly.

    "Jing'er, where's your father?" Lin Fu called out in a loud voice.

    "I don't know, I didn't see it either. My mother is picking scallions in the back garden. If uncle needs something, he can go to my mother." The child said with a smile.

    The Wang family has a few acres of land outside, all planted with rice.  Farmers are the most industrious, and the land at home is not vacant, and they are rushing to grow various vegetables.

    Lin Fu took Dong Fang and Jun Tao around to the backyard, and saw a field of vegetable seedlings, the tender green ones could squeeze out water, which really meant a lot of business.

    The loofah has already climbed the vines, and the Shanghai is green, and there are also bean pods and scallions, which look gratifying.

    "Siblings! Where's the man at the table?" Lin Fu called out to the figure not far away.

    Jin Hua straightened her waist, tied a white towel around her neck, and wiped the sweat on her face, "Oh, it's Brother Fu."

    She hurriedly came out of the field, a pair of boots fell to the ground, and the soil fell like rain.

    "You guys wait for me to meet you, your body is dirty."

    Jin Hua tore off her jacket, then tossed her stinky rain boots aside, took a spoonful of water from the water tank, and began to wash her body.

    The water splashed, and all kinds of dirt polluted the ground.

    "Brother Fu, why are you looking for our table? He hasn't come home for a few days. Didn't you say you sent him out to do something?"

    Jin Hua raised her head and stared at Lin Fu, with a look of ignorance on her face.

    Lin Fu curled his lips, but for a while he didn't know where to start.

    It was Jun Tao who was the fastest, and shouted: "Wang Zhuo has cheated us badly. The chickens were taken away and a car was dead, and the checks were all fake. If he doesn't come out, give us an explanation, and we will have a good day."  But I can't go on!"

    Hearing this, Jin Hua immediately drooped her face, took a spoonful of water in her hand, and poured it in front of Jun Tao.

    "He hasn't come back yet. He doesn't know where he died." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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