The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

After speaking, Xie Qingyao blushed when he saw Jiang Si's shocked expression.

Oops, I sold my father in a moment of excitement.

Although my mother didn't mention anything, she always looked worried these days. She is not a heartless little girl anymore, she has long thought about the reason.

After thinking about it, it is very likely that the father raised the outer room outside.

No, my father must have kept the outer room outside!

Xie Qingyao stood up: "Asi, since you and I thought about going together, I'll go back and remind my mother—"

"Wait, when did I want to go with you?" Jiang seemed a little confused.

"Didn't you just say that this matter has something to do with my father nine times out of ten?"

Jiang Si didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly pulled Xie Qingyao to sit down: "How do you hear that wind is rain? I mean, maybe my uncle is a little uncomfortable, and my aunt is worried about his health."

The story of Yongchang Bo's sleeping pig has been laughed at for a long time by the people in the capital, and it will be mentioned a few years later, but the truth is very simple.

After a famous doctor was invited to Yongchangbo's house, he found out the reason for Yongchangbo's bizarre behavior. Yongchangbo suffered from a disorder, which is sleepwalking.

Too bad the joke was out by then.

What makes Jiang seem embarrassed now is how should she remind her friends?

"Not feeling well?" Xie Qingyao shook his head without thinking. "It's definitely not the case. If my father is not feeling well, my mother must have asked a doctor early. What can I ask Liu Xiangu to do?"

"If uncle really keeps the outer room, what's the use of aunt asking Liu Xiangu?" Jiang Si asked back.

Xie Qingyao lowered his voice and said, "I have read some miscellaneous notes about Nanlan, and some women use secret techniques to make the heartless man change his mind."

Jiang Si: "..."

Xie Qingyao raised his forehead angrily.

I accidentally sold my mother again.

"Qingyao, I think you're thinking too much. What's your aunt's identity? Even if my uncle raises and even has a wife outside, how could my aunt do such a thing?"

"Then what happened? Alas, why did Liu Xiangu die just at this time?" Xie Qingyao sighed in distress.

"Don't frown. Since your aunt refuses to say it, you shouldn't ask directly. You can talk about it or ask the sisters around your aunt to inquire. If you pay more attention to your uncle's movements, you may be able to find out the truth."

Uncle Yongchang's sleepwalking disorder developed to the point of sleeping pigs, and the disease must not have happened once or twice. Mrs. Uncle Yongchang must have found out about Uncle Yongchang's abnormality before thinking of ghosts and gods, and she thought of asking Liu Xiangu to exorcise evil spirits.

Liu Xiangu died suddenly, and Mrs. Yongchang was upset. If Xie Qingyao was careful, it would not be difficult to find out the source of her mother's upset.

"Well, I'll go back and check. By the way, Asi, have you spoken to Liu Xiangu?" For Liu Xiangu, who was so amazing and died at the most glorious time, a little girl of Xie Qingyao's age is always full of with curiosity.

Jiang Si's eyebrows were curved with a slight smile: "I said hello, after all, I lived in our house for two days."

"I heard that Liu Xiangu's murder has alarmed the three judicial divisions, and the officials of Shuntian Prefecture are also busy. Asi, do you think the murderer of Liu Xiangu can be caught?"

"I see it hard."

"why?"

Jiang Si picked up the tea and took a sip, thinking: Because good people have good rewards.

"Sell again."

Jiang Si smiled and said, "It's not a sellout. People like Liu Xiangu have too many dealings with three religions and nine streams, and their relationships are complicated and chaotic. To find the murderer is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

At this moment, the people who are talking about the murder of Liu Xiangu are not only Jiang Si, the opponent, but also a hot topic in the city.

The murderer had already left the capital and returned to a small town hundreds of miles away.

The calm-faced man walked calmly towards the house.

"General Qin, I haven't seen you at the pub for some days." The passers-by greeted the man.

"Go back." The man smiled. Compared with the gloomy depression in the past, the whole person seemed to be relaxed, as if he had been injected with energy again.

But if you pay close attention to this feeling, it is shocking.

The man in front of him seemed to be a fire. Although it was bright, it could even burn himself to ashes.

The low and simple house was right in front of him. The man pushed the door and went in and scanned around, but he didn't see the shadow of the young man.

The man walked into the courtyard again, lifted the lid of the water tank at the entrance, scooped a ladle of water and poured a few sips. Then he jumped in and took a quick shower and put on new clothes.

This dress was hand-sewed by his fiancée for him more than ten years ago. The material is good, and it still looks like new even now.

It's just that after so many years, the high-spirited young generals have become idlers who are down-to-earth, and wearing good clothes seems so out of place.

However, the man cherished and pulled the corner of his clothes, and strode away from the house.

The footpaths in the countryside are a little wet, and in addition to the green crops, you can occasionally see bumps in the fields.

That is the tomb.

His fiancee lived in such a place and had been waiting for him for a long time.

There is a tomb bag in the distance. Different from other places, there is a thatched cottage not far from the tomb bag.

It was built by a man, and sometimes he felt that he couldn't last, so he would come here to live for two days.

This time, the man did not walk into the thatched hut, but sat down directly in front of the grave and cherished the grass emerging from the grave.

Qingzhong buried the incense bones, just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

The man didn't know how long he had been sitting dead, and even the birds resting on the branches were tired and flew away.

He lowered his head and took out a hairpin from his arms.

This hairpin is also old, and the hairpin has a sharp head. It was a gift that he had not yet had time to give.

The man held the hairpin and gestured at his heart, thinking seriously.

With some effort, it should be fast.

With a bang, the man jumped up suddenly holding the golden hairpin, looking vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

The young man who brought earth-shaking changes to his life stood not far away with a strange expression, two fishes beating happily under his feet.

"Why are you here?" The man walked over holding the golden hairpin.

A Fei licked his lips: "Don't get excited, I'm waiting for you."

Is gold so worthless these days? It has become popular to use gold hairpins to commit murder!

The man looked down at the lively grass carp.

A Fei quickly raised his hands: "Don't get excited, the fish is innocent!"

He waited so long in this shabby thatched hut and wanted to eat grilled fish.

"You go." The man said calmly.

Ah Fei bit the tip of his tongue.

He was really scared. This man was planning to commit suicide just now. He didn't even care about his own life. What if he wanted to find a drinking partner when he was on the road?

"Since you're scared, why don't you leave quickly?"

"Actually, the person who wrote to you still has something for me to bring to you."

"No need." The man ignored Ah Fei and returned to the grave.

A Fei's heart sank, and he raised his voice: "She said, your fiancee has been gone for more than ten years, and she has been reincarnated long ago. Even if you look for her now, you can't find her."