70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 430 A thief stole twenty yuan from me

The short-legged tiger gazed affectionately at the plump sausage, licked its lips, and kept turning back to look at it.

Before leaving for school, He Yuxiang locked the door and checked it carefully to prevent anyone from stealing his family's sausages.

The sausages used a full seven pounds of meat and smelled delicious; He Yuxiang certainly didn't want them to be stolen.

The three walked towards the school, and Mao Mao became sad again: "He Yuxiang, why didn't you tell your aunt last night that your letter was stolen?"

"I can handle it myself."

He Yuxiang already analyzed it at school yesterday.

Except during meal breaks, no one could possibly touch his drawer.

Because there are always people in the class at other times.

That person wouldn't dare steal his letter in front of his classmates.

So today he'll ask who's the first to return to the classroom after finishing their meal.

When Mao Mao heard him say he had a solution, she leaned closer and asked, "What solution?"

He Yuxiang pushed his face away: "You'll find out soon enough."

After arriving at the school, He Yuxiang and all the other students in the class gathered, and then they went up on the stage to lead the reading.

From elementary school to high school, everyone's first lesson is reading quotations from classical Chinese literature, because these quotations are used and conform to the political standards for raising ideological awareness.

He Yuxiang, as the class monitor, was responsible for leading the reading.

He stood in front of the podium, looked at the students below, patted the podium, and said, "Quiet down, straighten your backs, and take out your Little Red Books."

The children in the class were used to taking it out. He Yuxiang said, "Today we're practicing the twenty-fifth exercise, Unity. Turn to page 194 and read it with me: 'The unity of the nation...'"

"National unification..."

The classroom erupted in a unified chanting.

Many children don't even recognize all the words in the book, but that doesn't stop them from reading along.

As Xin Xiaoqi read, she secretly glanced at He Yuxiang. Seeing that he had no reaction, the corners of her mouth turned up in a crazy smile.

He Yuxiang certainly didn't know that she had already destroyed the letter!

He worked hard all year, and it all went down the drain.

Blame He Yuting!

She loves to show off, she loves to tattle, and she's always smiling!

Despite being the youngest in the class, he strives to be number one in exams, in labor class, and even in running!

Does she look like a girl?!
she is not!
Xin Xiaoqi disliked Xiaoyu, but she did give in once. In first grade, she wanted to become good friends with Xiaoyu again.

Xiaoyu has Yang Yihe by her side, but she no longer treats her as her best friend!

Xin Xiaoqi was so angry that she cried, and she also disliked Yang Yihe.

Originally, people disliked Yang Yihe because of Xiaoyu, but later everyone said that Yang Yihe was the most beautiful, tall and thin, with long, straight black hair.

Xin Xiaoqi genuinely disliked it.

Seeing that Yang Yihe was always trying to please the class monitor, I hated her even more!
Everyone says Yang Yihe is a good girl, but she is clearly not a good girl!
In short, neither Yang Yihe nor Xiaoyu are good people.

But she didn't dislike He Yuxiang... because she often talked about He Yuxiang with her friends in the family compound. Everyone said that He Yuxiang in her class was even better looking than the older students, and his aunt was Chen Qing. Everyone wanted to be friends with him.

But she hated Xiaoyu and Yang Yihe, and didn't know how to get revenge on them, so she could only take revenge on He Yuxiang.

The school bell rang outside, and He Yuxiang said, "get out of class is almost over. I'll take two minutes of your time. I want to know who was the first person to come back from the cafeteria yesterday at noon?"

Dwarf Tiger stood up, bewildered: "What?"

After he finished his lunch yesterday, he snatched a bite of his classmate's pickled vegetables and then ran back as fast as he could.

He Yuxiang explained, "Yesterday, the twenty yuan I put in my schoolbag went missing, and I'm looking for the thief."

"I didn't steal the money!" Dwarf Tiger immediately retorted, fearing that He Yuxiang would really think he stole the money, and he couldn't help but feel flustered: "I didn't steal the money. I have a bad temper and I'm not a good kid. I might hit you, scold you, or take your things, but I'm not a thief. I didn't steal the money."

He had bullied He Yuxiang before, but the two made up, and he was very grateful to Aunt Chen Qing. He would never steal He Yuxiang's money.

"Wow, I didn't steal any money..."

The short-legged tiger wailed loudly.

He was previously wrongly accused by his father of killing his mother's child, and now he's being wrongly accused of stealing twenty yuan, but he really didn't; it wasn't him.

The children in the class stared blankly at Shorty Tiger, wondering why he was crying so miserably even though he hadn't stolen any money.

Xin Xiaoqi's eyes widened. How could it be money? She had only stolen a letter. Could it be that He Yuxiang had been robbed of twenty yuan again?

He Yuxiang is so unlucky!

He Yuxiang certainly believed that it wasn't Dwarf Tiger who did it.

The short-legged tiger was dim-witted and couldn't possibly have thought to come back early at noon to steal the money.

Moreover, what he lost wasn't money at all.

He Yuxiang then added: "Because my aunt gave me twenty yuan for living expenses, I put it in my pocket and forgot to take it out. Later, Teacher Lin gave me a very important letter, so I put the twenty yuan in the letter. This is our family's living expenses for a month. If someone steals it, I hope it can be returned to me. Now that you have returned the twenty yuan to me, I will not pursue the matter. If you do not return it to me, I will report you to the police."

The short-legged tiger was so frightened that he rushed to the podium to explain to He Yuxiang, emptying all his pockets to show him: "Look, I have no money."

Fearing that He Yuxiang still wouldn't believe him, he went to get his schoolbag, opened it, and dumped all the messy things out of it.

"He Yuxiang, look, I really don't have any money. I really didn't steal anything. I really wouldn't steal your money!"

Aunt Chen Qing was his savior. Although he wasn't a good kid, he wasn't that bad. He really wasn't that bad.

As he explained, Dwarf Tiger sat on the ground and cried his heart out.

But Xin Xiaoqi was even more nervous than him in the class!

Did that letter really contain twenty yuan? But she only opened it to see if there was any letter inside. Once she saw there was, she tore it up and threw it in the toilet.

How could there be money?

Still twenty yuan!
If she didn't give him twenty yuan, He Yuxiang was going to call the police. What should she do then? But she didn't steal any money!
Xin Xiaoqi felt a chill run through her body. Seeing Dwarf Tiger crying so sadly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up and said, "Dwarf Tiger must have stolen it. He's not a good student to begin with, his grades are so bad, and he's always skipping classes. He skipped classes for three or four days last week, but he came yesterday. He must know that you have money, so he deliberately came to steal your money!"

A flash of malice crossed He Yuxiang's dark eyes: The thief has been found.

Shorty Tiger cried with snot and tears streaming down his face, still pointing at Xin Xiaoqi and yelling, "You're slandering me! I didn't steal anything!"

Xin Xiaoqi was genuinely terrified of being arrested and imprisoned by the police. In this life-or-death situation, her logic was impeccable: "If you didn't steal the money, why were you crying so sadly? And you were the first one back yesterday. Besides you, who else would have touched the class monitor's bag? Nobody saw anyone touch the class monitor's bag, right?"

(End of this chapter)