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Lu Chundi stepped forward and took the coat he took off. It was a bit cold late at night in late September, so Rong Quanguo wore an extra coat when going out.

Rongwei ate the canned food without saying anything, just listening to his parents talking.

Rong Quanguo stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying:

"Do you remember the woman who pushed Xiao Wei down the stairs and injured her last time? She wasn't home or at school late at night, so her two brothers asked the Lu family to help take care of her. That's why Elder Lu disappeared, and Elder Lu responsibly called me to ask someone to look for her."

"But it's so late now. I told the police to stop looking and wait until tomorrow."

"If he's really missing, there are only a few people in Liufeng who would go out at night, and there are only a few people who would kidnap or hide people. I'll quietly find someone to ask them tomorrow."

"If nothing's wrong, but a woman isn't home or at school so late at night, then something must have happened. Isn't this a good time to settle Xiao Wei's score?"

Rong Quanguo said this and took a sip of the hot tea handed to him by Lu Chundi.

After hearing this, Rongwei rolled his eyes and said:

"If it disappears, can you catch it and hide it for me—"

"What are you thinking!" Before he could finish, Lu Chundi slapped him on the head, not hard. "I definitely won't let her off easy. Who made her bully you and hit you so hard? So many people wanted to matchmake for you, but I wouldn't agree. And she actually hit you."

"You're such a loser—" Rong Quanguo cursed at Rong Wei after hearing what he said. "She's just a woman, isn't she? She fucked you, and as my son, you should fuck her back tenfold or a hundredfold. You're just thinking about that kind of thing. Teach your son a lesson. What kind of fool is this?"

Rong Wei finished the last piece of canned food, threw the glass bottle to the ground, and challenged Rong Quanguo:

"I just like her, so what?! Didn't she just happen to run into him this time? Dad, you can make her drop out of school. I already have a plan to make her look bad in Liufeng."

"What are you going to do?"

Rong Wei said, "She's been staying out all night. I plan to have someone secretly post big-character posters around the school and nearby criticizing her. Don't worry, I'll use this incident to crush her to death and never let her raise her head again."

"On the contrary, it was you, Dad, who wouldn't give that old man Lu any face, and ended up going against me, your son, right?"

Rong Quanguo watched his son's expression change again and again. In the end, he said nothing and just asked Lu Chundi to go back to her room to sleep.

Before returning to the bedroom, Lu Chundi touched Rongwei's head and said:

"You have school tomorrow, so go to bed quickly. Your dad isn't mad at you. If someone finds Jiang missing again, he'll definitely find a way to let you play for a few days."

"Your father has plenty of ways to find her, don't worry."

"Be careful not to step on the glass on the floor. I'll get up and clean it up tomorrow morning."

When Lu Chundi entered the bedroom, she heard Rong Quanguo laugh. His slightly fat round face looked quite friendly and amiable when he laughed.

"What Serena did just now was really something, but it's not as good as when I was young."

"How can my son be taught the way you teach him?" Lu Chundi said angrily. "Our son is not a coward at all. He is brave and resourceful, and he is also a good student. I guarantee he will be more successful than you in the future."

"That's how you have to teach boys. If you don't hit or suppress them, they won't grow any thorns and won't be able to suppress others in the future!"

"It's enough to have you and his grandfather pampering him."

…………

It was almost two o'clock when Lu Ze and his son Lu Jiaying returned home.

When they opened the door, they found that the light in Lu Qinghuan's room was still on. Zhang Qianlin walked out of the kitchen with a cup of hot water in her hand and went to Lu Qinghuan's room.

Seeing them coming back, he quickly gestured with his hands to ask them to speak in a low voice and was about to speak.

Lu Ze had already strode to the door of Lu Qinghuan's room and found that Old Madam Lu was also in her room. He frowned and said:

"What are you doing up at night? Grandma is so old, and you still wake her up to accompany you?"

Zhang Qianlin went over and slapped her son on the back, saying disdainfully:

"Huanhuan is having a nightmare, go away."

Old Madam Lu also glared at Lu Ze, then stroked Lu Qinghuan's hair and comforted her lovingly and softly:

"It's okay, it's okay. Dreams are always the opposite of reality. You go to school early tomorrow morning, and you might see that girl Jiang Yan."

"Come and drink some water, don't cry anymore--" Zhang Qianlin handed a cup of warm water to Lu Qinghuan.

Lu Qinghuan didn't know how long she had been crying. Her eyes were red and even that night they looked slightly swollen.

"I'll stay with her, Mom, Grandma, you all go to bed."

Seeing her like this, Lu Ze didn't say anything else, but he still didn't agree with Old Lady Lu and Zhang Qianlin staying up late at night to accompany Lu Qinghuan in her room.

He gave Lu Qinghuan a look. After all, they had been siblings for more than ten years. He took the water from Zhang Qianlin's hand and said in a hoarse voice:

"Grandma, Auntie, you guys go to sleep. I have my third brother to accompany me. I'll be asleep soon too."

"He's just a young boy himself..." Zhang Qianlin was very worried and disagreed.

Old Mrs. Lu also disagreed and planned to sleep here with Lu Qinghuan.

Lu Ze walked in and pushed them both out the door.

Lu Qinghuan also got out of bed to help, and helped Mrs. Lu to the door and said:

"Grandma, just go to sleep. I'm not afraid anymore. I'll ask Third Brother how his search is going and then I'll go to sleep."

"Okay, go to bed early. You have to go to school when the sun rises." After hearing what she said, Mrs. Lu had to nod.

Zhang Qianlin touched Lu Qinghuan's face and saw the expressions of Lu Ze and Lu Jiaying when they returned. She guessed whether the person had been found or not. Now she didn't dare to mention it. She only said comfortingly:

"It's okay. Your grandfather has already called her brother to inform him. Nothing will happen to her. Don't worry, she's fine. Your eyes are swollen from crying. Jiang Yan will be worried about you when she sees you, and you'll feel guilty and embarrassed."

"Ah."

After Zhang Qianlin and Old Lady Lu returned to their room, Lu Ze closed the door of Lu Qinghuan's bedroom, leaned against the door, looked at Lu Qinghuan sitting on the bed, and said:

"I didn't find him. I looked everywhere students go. I even rode my bike around a place farther from the city, but I didn't see Jiang Yan."

"You mentioned Jiang Yan's classmate. The police went to Liang Haoxue's house and found that she and her husband were not there. The police also searched the surrounding area of ​​the village but couldn't find them."

He talked a lot, but saw Lu Qinghuan sitting alone on the bed, lost in thought and not listening.

It would have been fine if his sister didn't listen, but not long after he finished speaking, she started thinking about her own things and started crying.

Lu Ze felt that she was indeed a little crazy tonight.

"Don't cry, it's useless. The police will continue looking for you tomorrow. Drink this glass of water and get some sleep."

Lu Ze walked over and put the water on the small table beside the bed into Lu Qinghuan's hand. He hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"...What nightmare scared you like this?"

Having nightmares and being scared to tears only happened when my sister was very young.

At that time, Lu Ze would still laugh at her.

Now that she has grown up and is still scared to tears by nightmares, he should have laughed at her.

But in this situation, Lu Ze didn't dare to say anything bad, for fear that Lu Qinghuan would cry uncontrollably.

When he was a child, he was a well-known crybaby. If he couldn't beat someone, he would cry and complain.

Moreover, he estimated that this nightmare might be related to Jiang Yan.