Capítulo 1964: Chapter 1735: Private Punishnt Must Not Be Abused
Lun Chuan has never lacked patience.
He’s been good at waiting since he was a child.
However, Song Tan is quite the opposite; she was impatient at the start. Over ti, she’s beco more composed, though her impatience sotis still shows.
But now that they’re farming in the village, even if she uses Spiritual Energy, she can’t just rush the crops; most often, they have to follow nature’s timing.
And nature’s timing also calls for patience.
Therefore, they put the thieves out of their minds, leaving them until five o’clock.
Lun Chuan leisurely stands up to change clothes, asking her:
“The guys who went fishing never returned. Should we call them?”
Song Tan won’t call them.
Song Sancheng gets so into fishing that he doesn’t co back to eat; Qiaoqiao even delivered food to him twice before.
Though not much of a catch, spending ti there keeps him motivated.
Plus, if you call him at this hour, he’ll lower his voice, being very cautious.
People might complain, but they actually tolerate his hobby quite well.
“Let’s not disturb them; if they’re still out now, they’ve surely got results, totally engrossed in it.”
But even if Song Tan doesn’t ntion it, Qin Yun’s family likely would inform them, depending on whether they want to fish or be part of the commotion.
Song Tan then picks up the phone, adeptly calling the town police station.
Police Station: …
Oh.
Increasingly stoic.
They double-check that they’re just ordinary thieves who tried and failed to steal fish, and once satisfied that there wasn’t an attempt to steal thousands of pounds, they carefully hang up and then deploy.
anwhile, the inn remains quiet, but Lao Song’s Family has already gotten the news.
The increasingly lively Song Youde could even grumble all the way while riding a tricycle with the old lady, speeding towards the Riverside Beach!
Seeing Song Tan and Lun Chuan by the roadside near the inn, he reassures them:
“Tantan, don’t worry about being courteous—people don’t show courtesy when they’re being rascals or thieves. If they have elders, don’t say a word; let
scold them!”
In other words, while not about courtesy, dealing with elders still requires elders.
So that both sides get comfortable, neither scared of the other.
Song Tan accepts this goodwill, and seeing his combative spirit doesn’t bother ntioning the plan with Lun Chuan, just reminding:
“Grandpa, you’re older, go to see if you recognize them, and inquire about their family and kids.”
Grandma, wearing a purple floral silk sumr outfit, calmly nods from the tricycle’s passenger seat, oddly reminiscent of last year’s Teacher Tang:
“Don’t worry, if these two don’t learn, I’ll go to their kids’ schools and workplaces to scold them. I guarantee I’ll get your answers!”
Wow!
Song Tan can’t help look at Lun Chuan: truly, this style is quite familiar.
Song Youde also fus: “What kind of people co to steal, thinking our fish grow from drinking dew? We definitely need to teach them a lesson!”
With so many dogs at the Riverside Beach, they’re daring enough to go there. Clearly, they’re determined to make money—can you tolerate that?
The old couple, speeding, twisting the handlebars, thundering forward.
Trailing slightly behind, Wu Lan and others glance at the inn’s direction—
“Your friends don’t like watching fun?”
Catching thieves isn’t common in the countryside, why not co and see?
Lun Chuan holds back laughter: “They’re not up yet.”
Stuffed during the day and exhausted from the night’s fun, wouldn’t they sleep soundly?
Though they could rise earlier, it’s barely five; truly too taxing for them.
…
At the Riverside Beach, the two fish thieves, swollen-faced and puffy, with hoarse voices, seemingly desolate.
Not far away, Chen Chi, holding a mug in one hand and a toothbrush in the other, foaming at the mouth, looks at them curiously and surprisingly.
The feeling…
Yet, the brothers lack even the will to be angry.
Anyone wearing a vest and shorts in midsumr, put on open grassland for two hours, would feel life as trivial.
At this mont, they swelled faces and fat cheeks, not only welcod Lao Song’s Family but finally the auspicious police sirens.
The police car noisily approaches, stirring Yunqiao Village’s morning.
“Whoa! Is Lao Song’s Family causing trouble again?”
“Last ti, the stolen Ai Cao was given to Doctor Guo; we even used it for moxibustion several tis, feeling the difference. Will anything be shared this ti?”
“Wishful thinking! Even if the thief picked fruits or vegetables, wouldn’t they still sell them?”
“Too bad, why not wait for next year’s Dragon Boat Festival?”
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