The three of them chatted for a while, and suddenly there were footsteps at the door. Looking sideways, it turned out that it was Song Shuzhi who had suddenly returned.
The originally pleasant atmosphere dissipated in an instant. Lin Qianli, perhaps not wanting to listen to her chatter, stretched out and said he was going to rest. Qin Zhong volunteered and pushed him into the room, and the two deliberately chatted in the room for a while. , but it was a pity that when Qin Zhong came out, his troublesome mother-in-law was still in the living room, looking through the things he and Lin Xin'er bought.
"This dress is nice. It looks pretty. I will wear this to my birthday party."
Perhaps seeing that Lin Xin'er had taken the initiative to compromise, Song Shuzhi could no longer put on airs. She picked up a dress and babbled to Lin Xin'er, but then she scrolled down and her face suddenly changed. When she scrolled through it again, her brows became even more wrinkled. It's like a hill.
"Why buy him so much? It's not like he has nothing to wear if he spends money indiscriminately. Just buy a decent one."
Looking at the clothes she bought for Qin Chong one by one, the prices on the tags made Song Shuzhi look even more ugly. After all, she couldn't help but complain to Lin Xin'er.
"Mom, he finally made some money and gave it to you. Now he just buys him a few clothes, and you still want to make irresponsible remarks. After all, we are all a family. Have you not considered changing your view of him? , try to be less harsh and be a little nicer to him?”
Lin Xin'er also frowned slightly, and then spoke without hesitation, her words full of protection.
"How do I change my opinion? From the beginning to the end, I have only one opinion, that is, he is not worthy of you. My daughter, who I have worked so hard to raise, marries a loser who makes the Lin family a talking point. How can I still complain a lot? Finished?"
Song Shuzhi raised her head and hummed softly.
"You are prejudiced! You are stubborn!"
Lin Xin'er became excited instantly, "He doesn't owe you anything, let alone the Lin family. Don't call him a waste again!"
"Okay, are you going to quarrel with me again? Okay, I think your wings have become stiff, and you don't even take me seriously anymore!"
Song Shuzhi was furious and shouted loudly, then raised her finger and pointed at Qin Zhong, "It must be you. How dare she talk to me like this before? What kind of ecstasy soup did you, a loser, fill her with?"
"Forget it, let's go up."
Lin Xin'er suddenly seemed to have been drained of all her strength. Looking at Song Shuzhi in front of her, who was becoming more and more courageous as she fought, she felt that there was no point in arguing tit for tat anymore, so she turned to look at Qin Zhong, her eyes full of exhaustion and have no choice.
The two of them turned around in perfect agreement, leaving Song Shuzhi who was jumping on the spot, and walked upstairs indifferently.
"Thanks."
Qin Zhong whispered to Lin Xin'er, "I'm very touched, but if I say something, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive."
This feeling of being protected is really good, especially when Lin Xin'er stood in front of him and argued with Song Shuzhi, how could she be charming?
But both of them knew Song Shuzhi's temperament well, and they were afraid that even if Qin Zhong took a sip of water, he would look at her face and get ridiculed.
"I know, but I just can't help it."
Lin Xin'er said helplessly, "It doesn't make sense to her. She is completely unreasonable."
"Then don't say it. Just like me, it goes in one ear and out the other."
Qin Chong smiled and said, "It's not anything else. I'm just worried that if you quarrel with her too much, your level will get higher and higher, and I won't be able to quarrel with you in the future."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xin'er was instantly amused, and her unhappiness disappeared. She angrily reached out and pinched Qin Chong's waist, and the two of them returned to the room while fighting.
At this moment, in a dilapidated rental house far away on the outskirts of the city, there was a different scene. Some meat and vegetables were cooked randomly on the table, and an unpleasant smell emitted from the room. Two figures were sitting around the table, looking very confused. Somewhat dejected.
"Brother, when do we have to hide?"
The strong man on the left put the food into his mouth and asked with a grimace.
If Qin Zhong were here, he would be able to recognize these two people at a glance as the local masters who rented his house and gave him a shot, but for some reason, the tall and thin man disappeared.
"The second brother went to find out the news. There will be results when he comes back."
Scarface seemed to have little appetite, his eyes were gloomy, and he had been hiding everywhere in fear these past few days, and he was inevitably exhausted both mentally and physically.
"It's strange to say that you obviously killed that kid. It's been several days and it's probably stinky. Logically speaking, someone should have discovered it a long time ago, but there's no trace of it on TV or on the phone. information."
The strong man finished eating, scratched his itchy head with chopsticks, and continued.
"Isn't he dead? It's impossible. He was shot right in the chest. He's not a blind man in the mountains. How can he be so thick-skinned?"
Scarface frowned, puzzled.
Just as he was talking, a man pushed open the door and walked in. The tall and thin figure looked a little hurried. He sat at the table and panted for a while before calming down. He said to the scarred face, "Brother, there is no news outside, and I don't see any police raids." , do you think we don’t have to hide at all?”
"The police didn't make any move?"
Scarface thought about it for a long time, and finally made a decision. He immediately slapped the table and said, "Grandma, I kept it in this barren place for several days, but nothing happened. Let's leave tomorrow. Let's go first." After we get rid of that pile of things, and after taking the money, we three brothers will go find a place to have fun and then go back to our homes."
"Very good!"
The strong man stood up and said with a cheerful smile, "I have to go out for a good meal first."
"Sorry, you may not have a chance. This may have been your last meal."
A joking female voice sounded at the door, and the three people in the room suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Scarface immediately held the shotgun with only half a barrel in his arms.
"who?"
The strong man asked in a deep voice, while walking lightly towards the door.
"Three little thieves are really unhygienic. You can smell the stench at the door. If it weren't for what that guy told me, I really wouldn't want to go in."
This was another female voice. It seemed that there was more than one person outside the door.
"Open the door."
Scar's face was filled with anger. His job was to lick blood from the edges of knives. If he was caught, he would die. With a gun in his hand and two women clearly standing outside the door, what else did he have to be afraid of?
Hearing this, the strong man carefully walked over and opened the door bolt.
With a "squeak" sound, the door opened, but no one was there.
"No, no one?"
This weird scene made the strong man immediately tremble. He couldn't help but take two steps back. But before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of red pouring into the house from the door, followed by a miserable howl. The knee was scratched by a sharp weapon, blood spattered everywhere. The tall and thin man at the table was pushed hard by Scarface and was forced to face him, but the result was the same. The knee was instantly pierced by the sharp weapon and he fell to his knees. Howl out!
