Seven Evil Slips Chapter 142:

A village is a village, the first **** crows earlier than the alarm clock, Luo Ren rolled over from the bed almost instantly, opening his eyes after sitting up.

If you have enough time, you can try your best to observe the falsehoods and make false accusations, but the vision last night gave him an ominous feeling. Empty to be a good person.

Washing up and putting on a grooming bag, and within five minutes, when I opened the door and came out, the rain was still falling, and it had already subsided a lot.

However, Qingshan also said last night that there is an old saying in the village, "If it doesn't rain, it will pass seven days at once". Don't underestimate the light rain. Many mountains can withstand the pouring, but it is just behind this seemingly gentle rain. On the drizzle.

Like a flood that only overturns stones, dripping water can pierce stubborn stones. A hero survives a hail of bullets, but is spat with rouge powder on his neck. Fell to the ground, capsized the gutter.

Luo Ren felt that there was a plain but dangerous meaning, which was spreading all over the sky around him through the rain.

Qing Shan came out with a tooth jar yawning and pushing the door. Tomorrow is the wedding, and today he is going to the drying yard to set up a flower stand—he said hello to the young and old in the village last night, so he must get up early today.

But when I saw Luo Ren, I was still taken aback. Seeing that he was carrying a bag, I couldn't help asking: "Going?"

He no longer has any expectations for his cousin Daduner to come back to attend the wedding, and at the same time, he also feels that these so-called friends of his cousin are really elusive: one by one, this is just lodging, right?

Luo Ren said: "I have something to do."

He inquired about the address of Cao Jinhua's house from Qingshan, and went there in great strides despite the rain.

***

Cao Jinhua's mother died early, and there are only father and younger brother in the family. A few years ago, the younger brother married a wife and had a baby.

Because I want to help Qingshan, I got up early this day, the stove was hot, the chimney was rumbling and smoke was pouring into the rain, the dining table was small, and Cao Jinhua was a tall man, sitting on a pony with his legs bent, always felt aggrieved.

During the meal, her father chattered about Qingshan's wedding, but the drunkard's intention was not to drink, and the topic quickly turned to her, upside down, the third child.

Blame Beijing first.

——"The city of Beijing is so big, with a population of tens of millions, why is there no one suitable for you?"

Blame Cao Tudun again.

——"The little **** of the Cao family, let me see him, I will cut his skin!"

The last strange life.

——"This is fate. Your mother died early, and I don't have a backbone. I shouldn't have agreed with you to go to the big city. I didn't see any money, but I lost my age every year... "

These words set Cao Jinhua on fire.

"Don't marry and marry and marry all day. A woman can't pursue anything other than marrying? Can't she have some other self-worth?"

The sister-in-law who was breastfeeding her son sighed in her heart: This big sister is talking nonsense again, women are born to marry.

Father Jin Hua looked at a loss, words like "pursuit" and "value" were too vague for him.

"What do you mean by losing your age every year? Time creates value. You can't be so narrow-minded. You only see people getting old, but you can't see the changes in me over the years."

Sister-in-law and daughter-in-law continued to sigh: What a change, don't you just get old.

Father Jin Hua continued to be at a loss: What does it mean to be narrow?

Cao Jinhua is so angry, it's not because she doesn't like to go home, she can't talk together, let's say something they can understand.

She pointed at the gate aggressively: "Don't just nag about it when you see the sky? How many times have I said it, I will pay attention to it. It also depends on fate. Men don't fall from the sky. Just shout outside, and he came to the door? Huh?"

There was a short silence, the wood in the stove was cracked, and there was a crackling sound, and the porridge in the big iron pot was bubbling and bubbling.

The light at the door suddenly dimmed.

Standing at the door, Luo Ren looked around the faces of everyone, and quickly locked on to the target: "Cao Jinhua?"

Cao Jinhua was at a loss: "Huh?"

"Can you take a step to speak?"

"Oh."

Cao Jinhua went out in a daze, and took Luo Ren to her room, whoever he was, was better than being idle at the dinner table.

Sister-in-law and daughter-in-law recovered from the initial shock, and saw Jinhua's father's face was surprised and happy, and then turned to look at Cao Jinhua's back, but she was not happy, her heart suddenly felt sour, and her nose felt sour. There was a sound.

"Huh."

***

After entering the room, Cao Jinhua came back to his senses: "Who are you?"

Luo Ren didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so his face darkened: "Two days ago, when you were at Qingshan's house, did you chat with two people, a man and a woman?"

Of course, what a deep impression! That's her future client.

Wait a minute, he came to inquire about these two people, could he be the "brother" of those two?

Cao Jinhua's eyes lit up: "Are you Henry?"

Luo Ren frowned: "I heard we chatted for a long time, what were we talking about?"

"Insurance."

"Insurance?"

"It's about the protection of life. Each of us will encounter certain risks when we live in this world, so..."

Luo Ren was restless, stepped forward, grabbed Cao Jinhua by the collar, and slammed it against the wall.

Cao Jinhua's eloquence was stillborn, and her mind was blank. This morning was really the most turbulent and treacherous time in her life.

Luo Ren sneered: "Risks are everywhere, have you bought insurance for yourself?"

Cao Jinhua was frightened. When this man appeared at the door just now, he said "Take a step to talk", and his attitude was quite peaceful, but now, his whole body is wrapped in shadows, his eyes are cold. The next step, he pulls out the It's no surprise that a knife comes.

Maybe something has happened, Cao Jinhua thought to herself.

The company has given safety training to the salesmen. When encountering such a situation, don't panic, cooperate and obey. Your own safety is the most important thing, and the danger should be minimized.

She stammered: "I...I bought it, so...customers will be more convinced... If we...don't buy it ourselves, how can we convince customers?"

Luo Ren's brows were almost knit into a knot: Mudai and He traveled all the way here, and sat with her for a long time, just to talk about insurance?

"You... If you don't believe me, I still have... exhibition materials..."

Cao Jinhua cautiously moved her body from Luo Ren's restraints, reaching out to grab her bag, seeing Luo Ren's expression was wrong, she immediately withdrew her hand: "I have nothing in my bag, no spray or knife, don't believe yourself Take..."

Luo Ren stared at her, then reached out his hand and took out a stack of documents wrapped in plastic folders from his bag.

Shaking it open and flipping through it, they are all business development documents, insurance types introduction, single payment and annual payment rates, speech skills, business development process, it is estimated that Cao Jinhua read it very carefully, and many words are written with red pens. , and self-motivating annotations.

——One failure means nothing, don't be discouraged.

——Success must endure patience!

——One day, those who look down on me will look at me with admiration.

Luo Ren looked at Cao Jinhua again, and then at her bag.

A kind of glamor deliberately created, the bags are inferior cottages, the clothes are also high-end goods, life in the big city is not easy for such a woman who comes out of the mountain village, and it is rare that she does not lose her ambition and is neither crooked nor crooked.

If she hadn't harmed Kiyo, and it was really just talking about insurance, it would really be inappropriate for her to treat her like this.

Luo Ren let go of his hand and took two steps back: "Is it true that we only talked about insurance?"

Cao Jinhua heard that his attitude was relaxed, and his tone was much gentler, she felt relieved, and nodded quickly: "Really."

She showed him her mobile phone: "Later, the girl gave me a number, saying that her brother is in charge of all her money..."

When I found out the number, I suddenly thought of something and felt bad, but it was already too late.

Three birds with one stone.

It felt like being scratched by San Diao, and before he could recover, he was hit by another heart-piercing arrow.

Luo Ren wanted to laugh, he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and pressed it down again.

Cao Jinhua saw it, but didn't dare to say anything, suddenly felt in her heart that the person in front of her was actually not bad.

Luo Ren asked her: "And then?"

No more, Cao Jinhua answered honestly, the girl wanted to see the bride, Qingshan asked Aunt Seven to take her in, and after chatting for a few words, she came out-it was fine to just stay around, so she went home.

The above is the whole thing.

Luo Ren pondered for a while, there were figures on the frosted glass of the window, Cao Jinhua's sister-in-law nursed the child, and tiptoed to look in: What does this person have to do with the elder sister? It better be okay.

"Sorry, it seems I made a mistake."

Cao Jinhua looked at him in surprise, and it took him a long time to react, and hurriedly waved his hands: "It's all right, really all right."

She didn't expect much from Luo Ren, and she was thankful for not stabbing her, but she was so grateful to apologize to her.

Luo Ren smiled, turned and left, when he opened the door, the younger sister-in-law Huo turned around, babbling with the child in her arms, as if nothing had happened.

Luo Ren put down a sentence: "Don't let the child get wet in the rain."

Sister-in-law and daughter-in-law did not speak, watched him go away, walked into the house in twos and threes, chased after Cao Jinhua and asked questions: "Big sister, who is he, who is here to find you?

Cao Jinhua lowered her head and sorted out the exhibition materials, but she didn't say anything. She was really anxious to ask, so she said, "It's not who."

***

Passing by the drying yard, there was a lot of commotion, almost all the strong laborers in the village were there, piles were piled up and piled up, people stood on the heights, the huge red cloth was shaken down, and the gray world was much more block red.

Luo Ren sat down on the side of the drying yard, a group of children ran past screaming and laughing, the leader dragged a broken umbrella upside down, the ribs of the umbrella stood in a daze, scratching the ground in all directions.

It's the one he threw away.

Luo Ren smiled, lowered his head, and slowly closed his eyes, urging himself to withdraw his thoughts.

The more noisy the surrounding, the quieter the heart.

Caojiatun should have been just an ordinary village.

Not to mention Cao Yanhua, Mudai and Izumo came here, and they didn't have time to make enemies with others, and they didn't even express their position or show their intention to come here.

Kiyo and his bride, Yafeng, talked for a short time—accompanied by Aunt Seven throughout the whole process. This meeting was just a rough look and acquaintance, not an exchange of secrets or saving lives.

How could something go wrong? Still three people have accidents one after another.

Unless everything is planned, someone lures them here, and then strikes, Cao Yanhua, Kiyo, and Shisan, maybe they didn't know there was an enemy at the moment before the accident.

Who is the opponent?

Cheetah?

No, this is not Cheetah's style. Cheetah will be like that, wanting him to watch everything happen, but he can't do anything about it. He will even tell him the plan in advance.

Is Jane fierce?

Perhaps, starting from Xiang Silan, the conscious cooperation between Ji Jian and Ren has already appeared.

This root may be improving.

But what is quite interesting is, why does this root know that Kiyo and the others are enemies? Could it be that the guess of the magic stick is right, can the fierce Jane really communicate with each other?

More importantly, who does this root belong to now?

***

Qing Shan's house was quiet, Seventh Aunt was sitting at the door with a sewing dustpan, mending a pair of trousers.

The men are all busy, and someone has to be at home with the bride.

However, the old man is somewhat dazzled and deaf.

Luo Ren landed lightly from the top of the wall in the backyard, with his back turned to his Seventh Aunt who was threading the needle without noticing it at all.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you notice it, just put it down--it's just that you don't want to fight the old man.

The room where the bride stays is very recognizable. The wooden door is pasted with colorful cut flowers of dragons and phoenixes flying. Through the glass, one can vaguely see the figure inside, bent over, as if busy with something.

The door was unlocked, and Luo Ren quickly stepped in. Yafeng sat on the footboard of the bed, bent over, and was gently stroking a pair of red wedding shoes on the ground.

Hearing the movement, she raised her head blankly.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't seem very surprised when he saw a stranger, so he hesitated and asked, "Who are you?"

Luo Ren slowly approached Yafeng.

Abducted? Like, not like.

She was like an innocent and harmless girl, timid and helpless, which made him hardly have the heart to threaten or say harsh words.

Luo Ren knelt down in front of her and said, "I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone?"

"In the beginning, there was a fat man named Cao Yanhua, Qingshan's cousin. Then, there was a young girl who was brought in by Aunt Seven and had a conversation with you."

Yafeng's complexion gradually changed, her eyes slowly returned to light, her breathing became rapid, her chest heaved violently, she looked out of the window in horror, then at Luo Ren, and said in a low voice: " You go."

"You go, don't look for them, or... it will be too late."

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