Ma Ruyue is not afraid of hardships and difficulties. She often goes out to get it, and does not stop until she touches it and is completely soft and rotten.

However, she didn't give all the red potatoes she took home, and she specially selected a few of them with many good children to give them.

When people went to the soil to plant red potatoes, they found that there were originally one or two thousand kilograms left in the storage room, only rotten ones and two or three hundred kilograms left, so they felt that something was wrong.

"Grandpa, we only got two or three hundred kilograms in total, why did we lose so much?" Jiang Feiyuan said: "Can someone else take it?"

"This kind of thing is inevitable, just like corn and sorghum, it's just a matter of turning a blind eye." Mr. Jiang was used to it.

"No, grandpa, the storage room is not as good as outside, and it cannot be opened without a key." Jiang Feiyuan was shocked: "Grandpa, someone has got the key in your hand?"

It is easy to get a key, and it costs twenty cents a handful of them.

He once made a private match, pinched a handful of mud and pressed the key on it, printed out the mold and took it to the locksmith who gave it to the key in the town to make it.

In the first year, in order to show fairness, the key was locked in the cabinet of the ancestral hall under the witness of everyone, and then handed over to Lan's house for safekeeping.

In this way, the person holding the keys have no chance to come in; the person coming in has no keys to be opened.

In fact, he had already done weirdness and still had a backup in his hand.

It is normal for a second-bedroom apartment to not lack food.

Now he keeps the key and has been given one?

Mr. Jiang Er thought for a long time after a brow.

The key was by his side, and he never left a single point. Only his own family could contact, which was the most convenient for Yun.

"Old Master, what did you say?" Yun was shocked: "Old Master, I am all yours. I don't have enough food or clothing here. Who should I give you the key? Besides, since I entered the second bedroom, I haven't even been to the town once, so how can I get the chance to get the key?"

"I didn't say it was you." This suspicious heart was abnormal. No one could use the second room to match it. Just take it directly from yourself: "However, there are very few red potatoes in the storage room."

"Old Master, could it be... a big house?" Yun said her doubts: "The kids I picked up were kicked as a kick. Otherwise, they would not be so generous. Two of them in each family often sent to Jiang Zhirong and their family, and even the ninth and twelve families were many."

Big room?

"The things in the big house were sent from Majia Village. I have been delivering them in carriages, which is quite a lot." Mr. Jiang Er had never suspected that the big house, but the number of people in the big house did not seem to have the courage to come out.

Moreover, where does the keys come from in the big room?

Yun's appearance is like he wants to speak but stops.

"Tell me, what else can't be said?" Mr. Jiang was suddenly shocked. Could it be that there was a thief in this family?

"Old Master, I think that little Lan..." Yun's meaning was that Lan Sijia was very interested in the appearance, and secretly gave the key to Jiang Zhiyuan while the second old master was not paying attention.

"It's better to say that it was given to Jiang Zhiyuan." The second old master Jiang suddenly realized that Lan was the smartest person. How could she not know how much inventory there was in the storage room?

Moreover, when the second elder, Jiang Er, suspected that Lan Sijia's head, he also suspected that Jiang Feiyuan's head.

Rather than saying that Lan Sijia gave it to Jiang Zhiyuan, it is better to say that Jiang Feiyuan went to curry favor with Ma Ruyue.

The one who is doing this at home is really eating in the bowl and looking at the pot. She is thinking about the little widow Ma Ruyue, and even though she suffers from losses again and again, her original intention remains unchanged.

Now when I get married, I am staring at Ma Ruyue without any restraint.

In the end, this thought was still extinguished in my heart.

After all, Jiang Zhiyuan, a scholar, looked down on the most is this kind of business without moral integrity. He will never be a thief.

The rest are two widows. Ma Ruyue has the help of the Ma family and is not short of food and clothing. Qiu Shi's soft and weak look is probably not afraid to walk all night, let alone the little girl Jiang Liyuan, so the big room can be ruled out.

The second old master Jiang is still unwilling to be able to find the thief.

The biggest suspect is Lao Liujia.

The inspection in the clan suddenly started to take action again.

"Check it out, there is no ban on fireworks now." The old Liujia Lan clan leaned against the door of the room and looked at Jiang Feiyuan: "I would like to warn you, don't go through the cabinet on my bed, maybe I have ten taels of silver and my belly disappeared, what should I do if I have lost my stomach?"

"Aunt Liu, you are a half-old woman. Silan is better than you, and your belly is not fragrant." After being exposed, Jiang Feiyuan did not blush at all and his heart beats. He could still answer with his neck hard: "Grandpa said that there are thieves in the clan, so naturally they need to be investigated."

What to look for, of course it is red potato.

"One or two thousand kilograms of red potatoes are left, only a few hundred kilograms of rotten kilograms, and no one believes it. If there is any problem, grandpa asks to check it." And the point is the family, Jiang Feiyuan said while lying under the bed and poked it in with a stick.

It is easy to check the red potato. Whoever has a red potato appears is a thief.

"Can you find a big deal?" Lan was so angry that Jiang Feiyuan said that he was a junior at all, but he was not awe of him at all.

If a dog cannot change his habit of eating shit, he will always be stubborn.

This time, there were four people in the clan responsible for the inspection. In order to avoid the last situation, the whole family was found.

"No!" The other three looked at Jiang Feiyuan.

"If you don't have it, go to the second house." Jiang Feiyuan actually didn't know that he had become the object of suspicion in his grandfather's mind: "I checked from house to house, and I didn't believe that they could finish so many things."

Many times, Jiang Feiyuan's words are just what the second elder, Jiang Er, said.

"Don't touch our red potatoes." Jiang Zhihui lay on the small back: "This was given to us by my sister-in-law when Brother Ma San sent it yesterday."

"Zhihui, let's take a look." Jiang Wenyuan embarrassedly: "We didn't think we wanted to move it."

"What did your sister-in-law give it to me? I think you stole it?" Jiang Feiyuan and the four little bastards of this family were hostile. They actually dared to unite and beat him: "Your mother steals gourds, you stole red sweets."

"Fart!" Jiang Zhilu's face turned red, and his fist hit Jiang Feiyuan's face before he finished speaking. He could do it no matter how he said, but he couldn't say that his dead mother was still young when she died, but the harm from the past was still a scar that they could not uncover.

"Oh, little bastard, you're looking for death!" Jiang Feiyuan was naturally not willing to be outdone, and immediately rushed over and started fighting with Jiang Zhilu.

"Second brother, I'll help you!" Jiang Zhiqing also jumped out: "Zhihui, please don't be stolen from Hongtao."

"Stop messing around." Jiang Wenyuan was startled when he saw this and hurriedly hugged Jiang Zhiqing. Do you guys think they would take the opportunity to steal people? Even they have to be careful?
Chapter completed!