Send me to the countryside? Turn around and make you homeless!

Depend on!

Both of them were stunned. Why was there blood on the knife?!

There was no yelling as expected. Tan Yuan started to run, but she didn't escape. Instead, she ran quickly to the corner, picked up a shovel on the ground and hit Wang Xing on the head without any hesitation.

"No, no, no, I'm not... This is all a misunderstanding..."

This female comrade is still as tough as before, and would never use words unless she could use action.

Wang Xing really didn't dare to confront Tan Yuan head-on. It was obvious that Tan Yuan was going for his head. If Tan Yuan succeeded, he might not see the sun tomorrow. And if he accidentally hurt Tan Yuan, he would also be in trouble.

Neither option is what Wang Xing wants. All he can do now is run away.

While running, I explained, but I also had to make sure my voice wasn't too loud, as it would be bad if others heard me.

Wang Xing really regrets it now. He feels really bad about taking this tough job. He doesn’t know what he was thinking at the time.

"Misunderstanding? Where does this misunderstanding come from?"

Tan Yuan raised her shovel and slashed. In her eyes, if she was not ruthless enough now, she would be the one to die.

One was running and the other was chasing. Zhao Sanni was coaxing her younger brother to sleep at home. Just as she fell asleep, she heard a commotion outside.

Getting a child to sleep is never an easy task. Zhao Sanni was immediately furious. She put her hands on her hips and pushed the door open angrily: "Who is making a fuss outside? If you keep making a fuss, I'll scold you to death!"

This young person has already called herself "old lady", and with her childish voice, she really looks a bit like the little Nezha in the mythological story.

This was completely different from Tan Yuan's impression of Zhao Sanni, who was soft and sticky like a glutinous rice ball. When she turned around, she saw a little girl with her hands on her hips.

Zhao Sanni also saw her and was petrified for a moment, motionless: It's over, her image is completely gone, will Sister Tan hate her...

Her expression quickly changed, and it was Zhao Sanni, the one that Tan Yuan was familiar with, and she showed a sweet smile.

"Sister Tan, why are you here? Is there something going on next door?"

She stretched her neck to look, but didn't see anything. She only saw Sister Tan holding a shovel high. Could it be that she encountered a rat?

The female educated youth from the city were like this. They would be scared to death when they saw a mouse, even though their family had eaten mouse meat in the past.

Thinking of the taste of rat meat, Zhao Sanni felt a little greedy. She licked her lips, and after Tan Yuan nodded, she became even more excited: "Sister Tan, I'll come over and help you catch rats!"

The little guy rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it. Guan Jianguo and Wang Xing, who were separated by a wall, squatted on the ground with their hands clasped together. They looked at Tan Yuan with pleading eyes and opened their mouths to beg for mercy silently, asking Tan Yuan not to let him be discovered. The bloody kitchen knife was thrown on the ground casually.

For some unknown reason, Tan Yuan didn't expose him: "It's okay, Sanni, I can handle it myself. You go back first, I'll be gone as soon as I'm done."

"Okay then, Sister Tan, if you can't handle it, be sure to call me..."

Zhao Sanni turned around and walked back in disappointment. She did not wait for Tan Yuan's call for help.

Only after the door next door was closed did Wang Xing on the other end of the room breathe a sigh of relief and speak in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Comrade, I'm really not a bad person. It was Comrade Guan Jianguo who asked me to come here."

Guan Jianguo?

It is true that people cannot talk about things in their minds. Once they talk about something in their minds, it will definitely appear. When Tan Yuan heard Guan Jianguo's name, she was willing to give Wang Xing, who was hiding on the ground, a little trust.

"What's wrong with your kitchen knife? Where did the owner of this house go?"

Gay men are naturally stronger than lesbians. Even though this person mentioned Guan Jianguo and Tan Yuan, they did not take it lightly, but first asked clearly about his purpose.

"When I arrived, there was no one in the house. Boss... Comrade Guan Jianguo told me not to be seen by others, so I climbed over the wall to get in. As for the blood on the kitchen knife, it was because I had just been killing fish."

Hearing that the eldest brother Guan Jianguo's adoptive father was not in good health, Wang Xing brought a fish over specially hoping to please him. However, before he could kill the fish, let alone put it into the pot to make soup, he met this girl.

Wang Xing doesn’t know whether his luck is good or bad.

Tan Yuan asked some more details and found no loopholes, so she put down the shovel in her hand.

This woman was finally willing to believe what he said, and Wang Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "Comrade Tan Yuan, our boss asked me to send you something."

As he spoke, Wang Xing took out a letter from his pocket. The letter was sealed with glue. Tan Yuan looked at it carefully and found no signs of it having been opened.

The handwriting inside was Guan Jianguo's. Even though this place was far away from the brigade, there was no guarantee that no one would come. Other people were not as easy to fool as that little girl Zhao Sanni. Tan Yuan asked Wang Xing to follow, and the two of them went into the house together.

Sure enough, there was a large wooden chopping board right at the door of the house, with a fish on it and blood all over the place.

It was exactly the same as what he said. Tan Yuan ignored Wang Xing and read the contents of the letter carefully.

Wang Xing was disappointed. He was not curious about the specific content of the letter at all, but continued to pick up the kitchen knife to kill the fish.

The eldest brother's adoptive father must be pleased, otherwise all his worries today will be in vain.

With the idea that he must not suffer any loss, Wang Xing's clumsy movements became faster.

After reading the contents of the letter, Tan Yuan was calmer than she had imagined: "Where is Guan Jianguo?"

The tone was calm and non-threatening, but Wang Xing felt tremendous pressure. Reason told him that he had to tell the truth now.

"I don't know. He just asked me to come and give you the letter. He didn't say anything else."

"Why you? How did you recognize me? If I remember correctly, have we met somewhere before?"

She and Guan Jianguo knew each other, so the first choice should be to let Zeng Erwa deliver the letter. How could she let someone she was not familiar with come, unless something happened to Zeng Erwa?

Thinking of this, Tan Yuan was surprised to realize that she had not seen Zeng Erwa for a long time.

Wang Xing's playful smile was tinged with nervousness and tentativeness. He observed the changes in Tan Yuan's expression and explained carefully, "We've met before. I don't know if you remember. It was in the woods on the mountain outside the brigade... That brother of mine... the one you and the boss chopped off his arm! Oh, and there was another coward that day, a woman..."

He tried hard to help Tan Yuan recall what happened that day and attempted to make Tan Yuan remember what he looked like.

The female coward, could it be referring to Tian Cuiying?

Cut off the arm...but there is no need to go into such detail...