Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 114 The Resentful Sister Who Gave Her Stepsister a Golden Finger 21

As for what Song Chengcai said about the need to kick out the Qiao family members who had lived there, he didn't take it seriously.

As long as he has the title deed, he is the owner of the house. Who dares not to move? The Zhang family is not a pushover!

Besides, isn’t there Director Song in charge?

The son-in-law Qiao Yongjun still has to make a living under Director Song.

Just like that, after a while, Qiao Ruizhu and Uncle Zhang went to the Housing Management Office accompanied by Song Chengcai.

The transfer procedure went very smoothly.

The house was scheduled to be delivered in 3 days.

Before leaving Director Song's office, Qiao Ruizhu secretly put two bags of tea and 2 yuan in his drawer.

The tea was given to express gratitude for the help he had given. From the thick tea stains in the teapot, it was clear that Song Chengcai was a tea lover.

It just so happened that she had saved a lot of good tea in the previous small world.

As for the 200 yuan, it was the extra money that Director Song helped her sell.

Qiao Ruizhu doesn't lack this little money, as she will need others to help her clean up the mess later.

Just consider it as labor fee.

Of course, one thing is one thing, and Qiao Ruizhu still accepted this favor.

Director Song returned to the factory and sat down before he remembered to ask someone to call Liang Enhong and Qiao Yongjun over, wanting to scold them first to vent his anger.

Then I found out that both of them had taken leave early in the morning.

It was said that Qiao Yongjun broke his ribs and Liang Enhong was taking care of him in the hospital. Both of them took three days off.

"You deserve it!" Song Chengcai cursed angrily.

Suddenly I remembered that in three days Uncle Zhang and his family would go to move in and collect the house, and I couldn't help but feel in a good mood again.

I was looking for a document, so I reached into the drawer and happened to touch the two packets of tea and an envelope.

When Song Chengcai saw the money in the envelope, he was shocked.

He thought someone had secretly bribed him while he was away. This was unacceptable. Wouldn't this make him commit a principled mistake?

Just as he was about to ask someone to check, a light bulb suddenly turned on his head and he recognized the envelope. Wasn't it the one he gave to Ruizhu that morning?

I couldn't help but laugh: "This clever girl..."

It happened right under his nose, and he didn't know when the attack took place.

However, the way he did things was quite similar to that of Mr. Cheng back then.

She is worthy of being Qingqing’s daughter... What a pity for Qingqing... Hateful Qiao Yongjun and Liang Enhong!

After a while, Director Song's thoughts changed.

After get off work, I have to think about discussing with my wife and buy the house that Uncle Zhang vacated as soon as possible...

Then he would connect the upstairs and downstairs, so that when his sons got married, there would be enough space for them to live in, and he and his wife could still have some sweet time together...

At night, Liang Enhong did not come back, and asked someone to tell her that she had to stay in the hospital to take care of Qiao Yongjun that night.

Naturally, there is no one to cook at home.

Qiao Ruizhu felt that Liang Enhong must have done it on purpose.

After all, she is going to the countryside tomorrow. If the couple were at home, no matter how unhappy they were, they would have to show it on their face.

Well, there's no way around it if you're not home, right?

What a good excuse.

Anyway, Qiao Anhua, Qiao Jiaojiao and others have pocket money, so Liang Enhong doesn't have to worry about them going hungry.

Would Qiao Ruizhu care about this little trick?

No wonder!

It also saved her some drugs!

The next day, when Qiao Ruizhu boarded the train to the border province, Qiao Jiaojiao and her siblings were still sleeping soundly on the floor.

He had no idea that his courtyard gate and house door were wide open, and his entire house had been stripped bare, with not a hair left.

I didn't even hear the screams, cries, and curses from the neighbors...

In fact, Qiao Ruizhu only targeted the few families who usually mocked, squeezed, and suppressed the original owner the most.

It wasn't plundered as thoroughly as the Qiao family's.

I just took the part that people hid and were afraid to show.

But this is enough to change the original trajectory of their family in the previous life.

Qiao Ruizhu believes that a large amount of wealth also needs to be matched with corresponding virtues.

These ungrateful people don't deserve it.

It was almost late autumn.

But the grass and trees are still only slightly yellow, and the leaves have not fallen off completely.

There were not many people on the train to the border province, and you could even see a few empty seats.

Qiao Ruizhu was lucky, as her seat was next to the window.

The train wasn't moving very fast. After leaving the city, the scenery outside the window was gentle and beautiful.

It is different from the desolation of the end of the world, and also different from the primitiveness of ancient times.

It's like a plant hiding and waiting to sprout, thriving in a secret way.

After arriving in this small world, Qiao Ruizhu relaxed briefly for the first time and felt the potential energy of the world of laughter.

Sitting next to Qiao Ruizhu was me, a girl of about the same age as her.

The girl was wearing a plaid jacket that had been washed a little pale, black pants, and two pigtails. There was not a single patch on her body.

Sitting opposite was an elderly lady, holding tightly in her arms a chubby little boy of about 4 or 5 years old.

There was a slightly older little girl sitting next to him.

They have two pigtails. They must be the grandchildren of the old lady.

Sitting next to the old lady was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a clean Mao suit. He had been concentrating on reading a newspaper since he got on the bus.

The morning was quite quiet.

At noon, the train stopped at an unknown small station. The broadcast said that the train would stop for half an hour to replenish supplies, so passengers could get off the train to move around and keep an eye on their luggage.

Qiao Ruizhu's legs had been curled up all morning and were feeling a bit uncomfortable. After everyone got off the bus, she decided to get off and walk around.

At the station entrance, a man in a train station uniform was selling tea eggs and boxed lunches. Qiao Ruizhu bought one and was just looking for a place to eat lunch.

Suddenly, his consciousness moved.

He quickly ran through the crowd, grabbed the familiar suitcase from behind, and kicked the man face down on the ground.

The man let out a scream of "Ah" and the crowd around him instantly surrounded him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! What's going on?"

"Comrade, this comrade, what happened?"

Immediately, three or four train attendants came over, and the one who looked like a conductor asked questions in a dignified manner.

Everyone looked at Qiao Ruizhu.

Qiao Ruizhu said lightly:

"This guy is a thief. He took my suitcase and tried to run away. I saw him!"

At this time, the person who was kicked had already climbed up with difficulty.

He was covered in dust and his nosebleed covered the lower half of his face.

The man looked up and Qiao Ruizhu said:

"..."

Good guy.

Isn’t this the guy with glasses reading the newspaper across the street?

It's really unbelievable.

For the first time, Qiao Ruizhu felt that she could be wrong in judging people.

I thought he was an intellectual!

Several flight attendants also had doubts in their eyes and immediately verified it.

The items in the box were all used by young women, which easily proved that they belonged to Qiao Ruizhu.

At this moment, the young girl sitting next to Qiao Ruizhu and the lady opposite came over crying.

Oh my god, it turns out that the money of both of them was stolen.