Ling Shu looked at the bicycle with doubts: "Where did the bicycle come from?"

Ling Jiaojiao was surprised: "Dad, didn't you buy it?"

Ling Shu shook his head: "I didn't buy it."

How much does this iron lump cost? How can he have the money to buy this.

Ling Jiaojiao was stunned.

Ling Shu asked her: "Where did it come from?"

"It was in the yard when I came back..." Ling Jiaojiao said, "I thought you bought it."

It was not bought by Ling Shu.

Zhang Xiaoping also came out. Hearing the conversation between the father and daughter, she followed strangely: "You didn't buy it?"

"How can I have money."

"..."

The three people looked at each other for a while.

Zhang Xiaoping suddenly turned his eyes to Chu Zheng's room.

The cloth she just took...

"Isn't she getting it back?" Zhang Xiaoping pointed to the room.

Ling Jiaojiao retorted as soon as she heard it, "How could it be possible? Where did she get the money to buy it? I have inquired about it. The cheapest new one is more than two hundred."

"Uncle Ling Shu, I heard that your family bought a bicycle."

Suddenly poking his head in outside the yard, he saw that there was a bicycle parked in the yard, and he immediately walked in.

"This guy is pretty, so new, Uncle Ling Shu, are you rich?"

Ling Shu: "..."

He didn't even know where this car came from.

"How did you know?" Ling Shu asked the person.

"Someone in the village saw your big girl riding back." The human said: "What, uncle, are you still hiding?"

Ling Shu's heart sighed, is it really her?

Ling Jiaojiao's face sank completely, jealousy and anger intertwined in her heart.

"Uncle, give me a ride?"

Ling Shu took the man out and said, "I'll ride for you another day. You can go home and eat quickly."

"Uncle, don't be so stingy, I'll just ride around!!"

"Go back quickly."

Ling Shu dragged the person out of the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.

The three of them faced the bicycles in the yard with unspeakable expressions.

Finally, Ling Shu knocked on Chu Zheng's door.

It took a long time before Chu Zheng opened: "What are you doing?"

The girl's tone was cold, and her whole body was full of coldness. Ling Shu's originally prepared remarks instantly got stuck.

He always has a sense of fear when facing this daughter.

Ling Shu: "That... the bike outside, is it yours?"

"Yes." Chu Zheng leaned against the door and looked at him coldly.

"Where did you... get the money?"

"none of your business?"

"..."

It took a long time for Ling Shu to say: "Did you do something outside?"

"No matter what I do, it won't hurt you. Don't worry."

boom!

The door was slammed, and Ling Shu was slapped by the wind from the door.

-

When Ling Shu went out, Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Jiaojiao surrounded her.

"Where did she get the money?"

Ling Shu shook his head.

Zhang Xiaoping snorted bitterly: "Isn't she doing something shameless outside, right?"

"What can't be seen?" Ling Jiaojiao asked.

"I heard that there is a woman in the next village doing that stuff outside..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ling Shu frowned and let out a low voice.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Zhang Xiaoping was not afraid of Ling Shu's scolding: "Just get the money quickly, otherwise you said where did she get the money? This is not a small amount!!"

Ling Shu: "..."

Where did Chuzheng get the money? Ling Shu's family of three definitely didn't understand.

But this night, none of these three fell asleep.

Chu Zheng got up the next day and found that the tire of the bicycle had been let off.

No need to think about who did it.

Chu Zheng carried the water that had been left outside for a while, and when Ling Jiaojiao left the house, he poured it directly onto her bed.

When Ling Jiaojiao came back, she screamed when she saw her drenched and foul-smelling bed.

"Jiaojiao, what's the matter?"

Zhang Xiaoping shouted through the window.

"Mom!! Dad!!"

Ling Jiaojiao shouted and shouted.

Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Shu hurried out and gathered around Ling Jiaojiao's door.

"What happened?"

"Look!" Ling Jiaojiao pointed to her bed, crying with anger: "I will leave for a while, and it will be like this!"

Zhang Xiaoping smelled the sour smell and said, "Who did this?"

"Who else can, she is here alone." Ling Jiaojiao pointed to Chu Zheng, her eyes full of resentment.

The gates of the courtyard are all closed well.

Who else can do it in such a short time!

"Ling Chuzheng, what do you want to do!!" Zhang Xiaoping rushed to Chuzheng angrily: "What are you doing by splashing your sister's bed?"

"No." I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

"You still quibble!"

Chuzheng said slowly: "Did you see me splashing?"

"Jiaojiao will leave for a while, isn't it who you are?"

"This is just your subjective conjecture, there is no evidence."

"??"

Zhang Xiaoping did not understand.

Chu Zheng continued slowly: "No one of you saw that I splashed it, but there is no evidence, so this matter has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Xiaoping's eyes widened: "You..."

Chuzheng was confident: "If you have the ability, tell me to go."

Zhang Xiaoping: "..."

Zhang Xiaoping couldn't help Chuzheng, pulling Ling Shu roar.

"Ling Shu, look at her, what this is like, you must give me an explanation today!!"

Ling Shu: "..."

What can he say?

"Oh, why are you doing this, she is your sister..."

"If you have evidence that I did it, I will admit it." Chu Zheng looked at Ling Shu: "If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense."

The girl's eyes were cold, and Ling Shu's heart slammed.

It was like that moment when someone strangled his throat and couldn't say a word anymore.

Ling Shu turned to look at Ling Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, Dad will wash it for you, don't be angry."

"dad!"

"Okay, okay." Ling Shu said: "You didn't see that your sister did it."

"It's her!!"

Ling Jiaojiao's tears fell.

"Dad washes you, dad washes you."

Ling Shu hurried into the house to clean up. Zhang Xiaoping was a little bit confused about Chuzheng, so he followed Ling Shu and directly quarreled Ling Shu.

In this era of patriarchal patriarchy, there are not many Ling Shu who like a daughter so much.

If he is not partial, he is probably a good father.

Chu Zheng got up slowly and walked to Ling Jiaojiao.

Ling Jiaojiao gave her a bitter look.

Chu Zheng pressed Ling Jiaojiao's shoulders, and his voice was soft and calm: "Be good, fill me up with my bicycle. Otherwise, I don't mind washing your bed every day."

Ling Jiaojiao's pupils shrank.

Chu Zheng released his hand and left the yard to go out, letting Ling Jiaojiao jump and shout behind him.

-

When Chuzheng returned, the bicycle tires were still the same.

Ling Jiaojiao's door closed tightly, and both Zhang Xiaoping and Ling Shu went down to the ground.

In this home, Ling Jiaojiao doesn't have to go to the ground.

In the past, only the original owner would follow to earn work points.

Chu Zheng didn't say anything, and went straight back to the room.

Ling Jiaojiao's bed suffered again the next day.

This time the family of three didn't even find Chu Zheng's shadow, so naturally they couldn't find her to reason.

It remained the same on the third day.

Fourth day...