Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning stopped in surprise, pushing the bicycle and looking at the woman.

The woman's name is Xue Caifeng. She is in her early forties, but time has not been kind to her, making her look a little older. The corners of her eyes are deeply wrinkled, and her eyes are somewhat sunken, which makes her already dull eyes even more sinister.

Sheng Anning knew that this was just a pathological reaction of a mentally ill patient, so he would not discriminate against her. He was just surprised by what Xue Caifeng said just now.

"Who is not a good person?"

Although he guessed that Xue Caifeng wouldn't tell, he couldn't help but ask.

Xue Caifeng's eyes suddenly changed and became more gloomy. Just when she seemed about to speak, she suddenly flicked her hands, pinched her standard orchid fingers, and sang a section from "Jinghua Yuan".

The voice was also extremely high-pitched, making Sheng Anning's scalp numb and feeling goosebumps all over her body.

He quickly shook his head and hurriedly rode his bicycle to school.

On the way, I was still thinking, why did Xue Caifeng suddenly say such a thing? Did he say it accidentally or did he say it to her on purpose? After some analysis, he felt that it was impossible to analyze it to her on purpose.

Finally, after thinking about it, I realized that maybe I was being too preoccupied.

She had no interaction with Xue Caifeng, so how could she talk to him? It was probably an unconscious chatter.

After arriving at school, I was busy with classes and preparing for the speech contest, so I forgot about everything for the time being.

Although many people are not good at English or even speak it, it does not affect everyone's enthusiasm for signing up.

Therefore, there were so many people who signed up that we had no choice but to conduct preliminary rounds, semi-finals, and finals.

Suddenly, the most lively place on campus was the English Corner.

Sheng Anning went to the English corner and listened to understand the level of her opponents. Some of them were really good, but she felt that she was a little better.

When I came out somewhat satisfied, I met Mu Xiaowan looking around for her.

When he saw her, he waved his hand quickly and hurried over: "I guess you are here, Dai Xueming. Why are you silent? Are you trying to deal with him?"

Sheng Anning nodded: "Of course, but the things I need haven't arrived yet, and I have to wait for a few days. Didn't he argue with the school that it was framed? I will let the evidence appear to the department leader when the time comes, and see how he continues to argue.

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Mu Xiaowan didn't know what evidence Sheng Anning had, but she said excitedly: "I've been asking around at school these past two days, and the department leader feels that relying on a report letter, it cannot be concluded that Dai Xueming is really married."

Sheng Anning said coldly: "That's for sure, after all, he can pretend better than anyone else."

Mu Xiaowan paused for a moment: "However, I also heard that the person who reported him was probably a classmate of the Chinese Department. Although he was not from the same hometown as him, he had been an educated youth in Longbei and was said to have had an affair with Dai Xueming. It's just that

He had returned to the city before taking the college entrance examination, so he didn't come from Longbei, so he didn't know."

Sheng Anning was surprised: "Is there such a thing? Doesn't Dai Xueming know about the existence of this person?"

Mu Xiaowan shook his head: "That's not clear. I don't know why the other party wrote it. But I heard that the classmate who reported him will not let it go and will continue to report him."

Sheng Anning asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Mu Xiaowan also inquired: "She is a woman. Do you think she has been harassed by Dai Xueming before? With his appearance, it is not a good thing at first glance."

Sheng Anning felt that this possibility was very small. Although Dai Xueming was not a thing, with his face and mouth, he could still coax women to jump forward willingly.

But taking care of Dai Xueming is not the most important thing now. What is important is that she should stay in this world well, participate in competitions well, study hard, and continue to be her top student.

Seeing that it was getting late, I asked Mu Xiaowan to go to the school cafeteria for dinner together.

It’s rare to eat fried noodles for lunch, but the noodles are cooked too much at one time, and they are cooked with dried noodles. Even if the fried sauce is well made, the taste is a bit off.

Sheng Anning and Mu Xiaowan didn't mind it, so they each ordered one portion. Seeing that there were no seats in the canteen, they went outside to find a deserted place to sit down and eat.

Mu Xiaowan whispered to Sheng Anning while slurping the noodles: "I regret studying forensic medicine now. The anatomy class two days ago almost scared me to death. The corpse sat up immediately."

Forensic doctors have received many more anatomy classes than Sheng Anning and others, and they can often find highly decomposed corpses for dissection.

Even ten layers of thick gauze masks can't stop that smell.

When Mu Xiaowan took an anatomy class for the first time, he looked at the rotting corpse and vomited it out on the spot, almost vomiting out the bile.

Now facing the corpse, she could chew the cucumber without changing her expression.

My only lingering fear was that the body suddenly sat up two days ago.

Sheng Anning didn't find it strange: "It was a nerve attack, right? The body was dead not long ago?"

Mu Xiaowan nodded: "Yes, he is an unclaimed death row prisoner." After that, while eating noodles, he told Sheng Anning all kinds of strange things in their anatomy class, and sighed: "So

Speaking of which, it seems a little interesting again."

Something suddenly flashed in Sheng Anning's mind, and she understood where the unexpected thing in her dream was!

In the dream, there was only a photo of a deceased person in the funeral parlor, but no body.

This is very wrong. Since there is a mourning hall in a funeral home, there should be photos and corpses, and the corpses are placed in special ice coffins.

If not, the photo will be removed and the staff will clean it and prepare it for future use.

Sheng Anning poked at the noodles and couldn't figure out why there wasn't one?

What's going on?

When Mu Xiaowan saw Sheng Anning, she was about to poke the noodles into batter, and reminded: "It's not too unpalatable, but if you poke it again, the rice will really be inedible. Don't waste food."

Sheng Anning came back to her senses, smiling and pulling at the noodles that had been broken into pieces, but she had various thoughts in her heart, and there was even a guess, was her dream no longer predictive?

Why is there no useful information at all?

When school was about to end in the afternoon, Sheng Anning went to Lin Wanyin to review her speech, and it was a little late to get home.

When I rode into the compound, the sun had already set halfway down the mountain, and the entire sky was bright red.

Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Hongyun were waiting at the door of their home with three little ones. The three children stood in a row and looked in the direction of the courtyard gate in unison, all with eager expressions.

When Sheng Anning saw the three children from a distance, her heart was filled with tenderness, as if she saw three little birds, obediently waiting for the mother bird to come back to feed them.

An An saw Sheng Anning first, her big eyes rolled up, and she ran over with her braid flying, "Mom, mom, hold..."