Quickly wear the beautiful heroine who became a passerby

Goudan, Gousheng and a few others brought Fuling and her brother to a small mound, pulled aside a pile of leaves beside the mound, and took out a real weapon from underneath.

"This, this... this is a gun!"

Every year there are special people in the village who come to show movies, so several children are familiar with this thing.

Zhou Qingsheng's eyes were full of surprise. He reached out to touch it, but was stopped by Fuling.

"Celebrating your birthday, don't touch me!"

He pouted and retorted in a low voice, a little unhappy.

"Didn't Goudan touch it too?"

Fuling is not a real child. She knows that if a gun accidentally goes off, it can be very dangerous.

She swallowed, took two steps forward, stretched out her hand and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Goudan, give me the thing."

Goudan's eyes were full of reluctance, but when he met Fuling's oppressive gaze, he could only give the thing to Fuling obediently.

Fuling took it and checked it, and found that there was no bullet inside, so there would be no danger. She felt a little relieved.

She asked Goudan where this thing came from?

Goudan said that Gousheng picked it up from the reeds by the stream.

Fuling asked Goudan and the others to lead the way. They went to the place they mentioned and saw several suspicious footprints and some dried bloodstains in the reeds.

This matter is of great importance and cannot be solved by these children.

Fuling asked her younger brother to go play with Goudan and the others, while she went to find the village chief with a gun without bullets.

The village chief is a middle-aged man in his early fifties.

As soon as he saw what Fuling was holding in her hand, he lost his composure.

The pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

It's hard to speak anymore.

"Where did this thing come from?"

"Uncle Village Chief, this is what Goudan and his friends picked up from the reeds by the stream."

"By the creek, in the reeds!!"

The village chief followed Fuling to the stream and observed carefully for a while. Apart from a few footprints and some dried bloodstains, he could not see anything.

Professional things need to be done by professionals.

He realized the seriousness of the matter.

He told Fuling to keep today's events secret and let her go.

Then they found two honest villagers and asked them to watch the reeds by the stream to prevent other villagers from destroying the scene.

He carefully wrapped the gun in his hand with cloth, rode the only bicycle in the village, and headed towards the county police station.

The policeman who received him was a man in his early thirties. He was tall and had a determined look in his eyes. He looked no ordinary man. The village chief was just an ordinary man. When facing the police, he was always filled with fear. So he answered whatever the policeman asked.

He took the pistol brought by the village chief and examined it carefully, and found that it was not unique to China. Instead, it looked a bit like Sakura, a product from there.

He was afraid that he might make a wrong judgment.

I called a colleague who knew about it to check it out, and finally confirmed that the pistol was indeed produced by Xiaoying.

This matter is of great importance and the police station is also in charge, so they can only report it to their higher authorities.

The nearest military garrison received the news quickly and sent a small team to the village to check the situation.

In order not to attract attention, the man who came was called Fang Zongyuen, the eldest son of the village chief. He joined the army at the age of sixteen and is now a battalion commander at the age of twenty-six.

It just so happened that Fang Zongyuen had just returned from a mission, and his superiors handed the matter over to him, asking him to make sure to get to the bottom of it.

He was also thinking that after completing the mission, he would take a leave and go home. Now he can go home directly without taking a leave.

He was originally from the village, and his return did not arouse his suspicion.

He returned home and rested for a night, and learned some news from his father.

After breakfast, he went to investigate the reeds beside the stream and found Fuling and her brother just before lunch.

As usual, Fuling took her younger brother to improve her meals by the mountain stream.

This place is remote and villagers seldom come here.

It is convenient for Fuling and her brother.

Fang Zongyuen took some effort to find the two people.

He came to the two men carrying two pheasants and a hare, squatted down and waved the things in his hands.

"Would you mind joining us?"

Fuling and her brother had never seen Fang Zongyuan in the village, and both of them were wary of his arrival.

Zhou Qingsheng protected Fuling behind him like a little adult, staring at Fang Zongyuan vigilantly.

"Who are you? How did you come to our village?"

In order to facilitate the investigation, Fang Zongyuan did not wear military uniform.

But even so, the murderous aura that emanated from him still made people dare not underestimate him.

Fang Zongyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Qingsheng with bright eyes.

I thought: He is a good candidate for being a soldier.

It's good to be vigilant.

He was not angry at all, but instead introduced himself with a smile.

"Me? My name is Fang Zongyuan. You may not know me, but you should know my father."

"Your father?"

"Yes! My father."

"Then who is your father?"

"Listen carefully, my father is the mayor of a small fishing village... You can call me uncle."

"Uncle, you are the uncle that the village chief always talks about!"

Fang Zongyuan nodded.

"it's me."

"Now we know each other, right? Do you mind joining us? I'll provide two chickens."

Little Zhou Qingsheng did not agree, but turned his gaze to Fuling who was watching the show on the side.

After realizing that Fang Zongyuen had no ill intentions, Fuling sat back by the fire and continued to roast the two fish. The two fish were neither big nor small, weighing about four pounds in total. Together with the wild fruits they had just found in the woods, it was enough to fill the stomachs of the two of them.

He noticed his younger brother's eager gaze.

Fuling looked at Fang Zongyuan and spoke.

"We don't mind, let's go together!"

"Thank you!"

Although Fuling and the other two are children, Fang Zongyuan is also clear about the respect they should have.

After agreeing, Fang Zongyuan took the rabbit and pheasant and went to the nearby stream to deal with them.

Zhou Qingsheng glanced at his sister and saw her nod, then he stood up and walked to Fang Zongyuen to help.

Fang Zongyuan was not polite and directly instructed him to do things.

By the time they had processed the rabbit and pheasant, Fuling's fish had already been grilled.

She handed the smaller one to Fang Zongyuan, and she and her brother shared the larger one.

When the fish entered his mouth, it did not have the fishy smell that Fang Zongyuan had imagined.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

Before Fuling could speak, Zhou Qingsheng started chattering.

He talked about how great his sister was, and that not only was her grilled fish delicious, but her grilled chicken was also delicious.

Fang Zongyuan was very supportive.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingsheng spoke even more excitedly.

Then it was the shameless Fuling's turn. She was not embarrassed to praise him. She handed the fish wrapped in lotus leaves to Zhou Qingsheng.

"Celebrate your birthday. If you don't eat it now, it won't taste good when it gets cold."