Chen Changqing was still naive in thinking. How could Song Qingyun arrest Chen Xin for his sake? Illegal imprisonment is a crime. He is just a small staff member, so he has no such power.

After learning that Chen Xin knew where Liu Yonghua was, Song Qingyun was overjoyed and as long as he could find someone.

But now I am hospitalized, and the world is vast and my ancestors are the biggest. I should go to the hospital first to take a look.

Song Qingyun and her mother have been dependent on each other for many years. When they heard that she was ill, they felt anxious.

I rushed to the hospital. After arriving at the hospital, I saw my mother lying on the hospital bed for infusion. I felt anxious: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

My mother replied that she didn't like air conditioners on the way to W City because the weather was too hot, so she felt uncomfortable when she turned on the air conditioner, so she turned on the window and blew cool breeze all the way. Now she was getting better, and she had a severe headache. After taking the temperature, she was thirty-eight degrees and four degrees.

It’s said that this little fever is nothing. It’s better to take medicine for one week, and it’s cured if you don’t take medicine for seven days.

But the old lady was impatient and simply went to the hospital. She had infusions and antibiotics on the ground.

Seeing that she had no big problems, Song Qingyun then breathed a sigh of relief and sat next to her with her.

In fact, the old lady just caught a cold and there was no big problem. But she couldn't leave her around her. After all, so much liquid was injected, so she had to go to the toilet constantly. Also, after the liquid was injected, you had to call a nurse.

The mother and son live in two places, and she likes to drink tea, play cards and go shopping. Song Qingyun is very busy at work, so there are not many opportunities to sit together and talk for a long time like today.

The old lady suddenly sighed: "Baby, you haven't chatted with me like this for many years. I feel like I haven't given birth to a son like you."

Song Qingyun: "When the house is renovated, you will move here next year. Wouldn't you just get together every day? I'm afraid that you will hate me again and say that I'm doing something alone at home and don't go out to play, and I feel panic when I see it."

The old lady: "I think you are worried because you are not married at this age. If you are really filial, you will bring a woman back to your mother next year, and then someone will talk."

Song Qingyun was very troubled by her mother's forced marriage.

Locals get married early. Generally speaking, those who are 26 or 27 years old have not yet got married and have no girlfriend. Others look at you and think that you are not normal.

After all, it is a fifth-tier city.

If you are in a metropolis, you are single at the age of fifty and have no money to do with others, who cares about you?

"Mom, you forced me to date someone when Luo Ting's last time, and later I said it was not suitable. Anyway, you are right."

The old lady: "That woman is so vain, and when she hears that you like her very much, she treats her as a treasure."

Song Qingyun defended: "Listen to her nonsense, I just know her."

"Anyway, you must be careful. She wants to snatch you from her mother, which is definitely not possible."

Song Qingyun: "You old lady's idea is strange. Whose mother doesn't want her son to find a girlfriend she likes? Do you want me to find a woman who doesn't love me as a wife? That would be happy? Tell me, what standard do you want? It's best to quantify it into data, so that I can handle it according to the rules."

"Why are your statement so inappropriate and quantified into data?" The old lady snorted: "Mom is not saying that you want to find someone who doesn't like you as your wife, but you can't like it too much. Cough... I'm confused by you. I mean, the one you are looking for must like you, but you can't be possessive, and you can't always think about snatching you from me. If you have a wife, don't want a mother."

"Oh, I understand." Song Qingyun suddenly realized: "You want the leadership of this family. Yes, you have the final say at home. Who told you that you are so rich? Without you, I would have a salary of two or three thousand yuan a month, and it would be enough to live. By the way, my ancestor, I have a little difficulty this month. Can you send some red envelopes and give me 30,000 or 20,000 yuan?"

"Didn't I help you pay back your credit card? The 8,000 quota is not enough?"

"It's enough, but it can only be used for consumption, and many places are not very convenient."

"No, I can't give you cash, men will become bad if they have money."

"But, if you don't get worse, you won't be able to find a girlfriend!" Song Qingyun muttered.

After the old lady's fluid infusion, her body temperature dropped and it would be better in two days.

Song Qingyun drove her back to the rental house, and called the street leader on the way to ask for leave.

After he settled down and cooked millet porridge, he remembered Chen Changqing's words and asked Chen Xin's number from Chen Jianguo and called him.

"Hey, Chen Xin, I, Song Qingyun, I heard that you know the whereabouts of Liu Yonghua and Village Chief Liu, can you tell me?"

Chen Xin hesitated for a moment: "I don't know."

Song Qingyun: "Chen Xin, Liu Yonghua has been missing for so long, so I won't talk about the work of the village committee. Everyone is adults and knows what the consequences will be if they leave home for a long time and leave their families. It will affect the harmony of the family and the relationship between husband and wife. No matter what happens to him, he must get the person back first. Everyone can only solve the problem if they talk face to each other. Are you not right? "

Chen Xin: "I'm sorry, I can't say it."

"But……"

Chen Xin: "Sir Song, I'm sorry, I promised Brother Yonghua to keep his secret. Men must keep their promises and hope you don't make things difficult for me."

"Then how can you tell me?"

"Sorry, goodbye to Secretary Song."

A dull knock sound came from the other end, and I don’t know what Chen Xin was doing?

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What is Chen Xin doing?

He is weaving a chicken cage, and he is ready to raise chickens.

In the afternoon, the third uncle Chen Changqing's words pierced into his heart like a knife.

Everything he saw was blood red. He wanted to smash everything and chop it over. This was probably the so-called incompetent fury!

Yes, the reason why his marriage failed was that he was incompetent and could not make money back, so he could not protect the family.

Is it incompetent? No, I am not a waste, I don't want to continue like this.

After returning home, his father Chen Zhigao was still weaving bamboo baskets slowly under the eaves.

Chen Xin took out a drawing from his bag and handed it to his father: "Dad, can you understand this picture?"

Chen Zhigao took the drawing and looked at it for a moment: "If you can understand it, it seems like a cage."

Yes, this is the chicken cage structure diagram copied from the Internet when Chen Xin was at work/

“Can you do it?”

"What's so difficult about this?"

“How many can I do in a day?”

Chen Zhigao: "Five, kids, how many do you want to do?"

Chen Xin sat next to his father and picked up the bamboo knife: "One thousand."
Chapter completed!