Lu Qiongqi followed Zheng Yu and the others and stayed at a fellow villager's house for one night.

The next day, dawn.

Zheng Yu was at the door of the house, chatting with the villagers: "Uncle, has anyone come to our village recently?"

Uncle Liu took some firewood and put it into the stove.

The old man's voice was hoarse: "All the young people in the village have gone out to work. The only ones left are us old people and children. Usually, not many people come here."

The little grandson of the family got up in a daze, washed his face with well water, and then fetched a bucket of water for them.

Zheng Yu let the child hold the ladle for him to wash his face without any hesitation.

"Little friend, have there been any strangers in the village?"

The grandson thought for a moment and said honestly, "I have seen a grandfather who drove to our school."

Grandpa Liu glared at the child and continued, "Don't listen to Xiao Linzi's nonsense. Maybe it was just a dream and can't be counted."

Zheng Yu then asked: "Do you know why he came to school?"

Seeing that his grandfather looked unhappy, Xiao Linzi ran back into the house.

Zheng Yu turned around and said to Uncle Liu, "Uncle, we are here to investigate the case, please don't make things worse."

Uncle Liu opened the pot, grabbed the yellow steamed bun with his hands and put it on the plate.

Without even looking up, he said, "The last time you police came to investigate a case, you arrested Teacher Li from our village's Red Star Primary School. The children in the village didn't have classes for more than a month. Later, they said they had wrongly accused Teacher Li and released him. I don't believe you."

Zheng Yu had also heard about this matter.

It's only been about ten years.

A rural teacher was arrested by mistake, but after investigation no criminal motive or evidence was found, so he was released.

Lu Qiongqi got up and went out, just in time to hear Uncle Liu's dissatisfied words.

Her eyes were fixed on the things beside the pot, and she asked curiously, "Uncle, what is this?"

When Uncle Liu saw the pretty girl wearing his deceased wife's old clothes, all his resentment disappeared, and his tanned old face smiled like a walnut.

Just stuff two steamed buns into her hands.

"This is flour made from the corn grown at home. Although it doesn't look good, it's sweet and healthy. You're still growing, so eat as much as you can. If not, I'll steam more for you."

Seeing Lu Qiongqi shivering from the burn, the old man handed her three or four corn leaves.

"You little girls have thin skin, so use the leaves as a cushion when eating, and it won't be hot."

Lu Qiongqi took a small bite. The steamed bun was very soft inside. When he chewed it carefully, his mouth was filled with sweetness and the aroma of corn.

"Is it delicious, girl?"

Lu Qiongqi took another big bite and said incoherently, "It's delicious."

Uncle Liu filled a large plate with steamed buns and set up a small table next to it.

He called her, "Come sit here and eat."

Zheng Yu had been standing here all morning, but Uncle Liu didn't give him a steamed bun, let alone a chair or a stool.

Under the gaze of the two, Lu Qiongqi chewed the whole steamed bun slowly.

As if he was worried that she would only eat one and leave, Uncle Liu brought the plate to her and said, "Girl, look at your thin arms and legs. Eat another one. I'll tell you something interesting that I heard recently."

Zheng Yu's face was filled with black lines.

The old man, who was wary of him just now, seemed to open up when he saw Lu Qiongqi.

Uncle Liu looked at Lu Qiongqi with kindness on his face.

"At the end of last month, an elderly couple came to Xiao Linzi's school. Xiao Linzi is my grandson. On the way, they happened to run into the drunk Huang Lao Da. Huang Lao Da was obviously drunk and fell in front of someone's car, but he insisted on blackmailing them, saying that they hit him."

"The old couple were educated people, and they were too embarrassed to argue with that scoundrel Huang Lao Da, so they just paid two thousand yuan to settle the matter."

"And guess what?"

Zheng Yu smelled something unusual and asked hurriedly, "What's going on?"

Uncle Liu filled a bowl of rice soup, pushed it to Lu Qiongqi's side, and said slowly, "Girl, drink some more soup."

This old man likes daughters, but all he gave birth to are sons. Even his grandsons are all boys. He likes such a well-behaved and gentle girl.

Zheng Yu gave Lu Qiongqi a helpless look.

She put down the steamed bun and asked, "Uncle, what happened next?"

As if he was afraid of disturbing something, Uncle Liu whispered, "That night, Boss Huang accidentally fell into the river and drowned."

Lu Qiongqi also opened his mouth slightly and showed a look of surprise.

"You know who that old couple is. They are kind people who often donate money to the school. Huang is being punished by God. He must be getting retribution for doing bad things."

Zheng Yu and Lu Qiongqi looked at each other.

Boss Huang had just extorted two thousand yuan from Professor Zhu during the day, and then he fell into the river and drowned at night.

Professor Zhu and his wife's car was parked on the bank not far from the river.

Lu Qiongqi thought for a moment and asked in a tender voice, "Master, do you know where the old couple went afterwards?"

Uncle Liu: "I went to Hongxing Primary School. I heard they bought a lot of stationery. Xiao Linzi even got a set of pens."

Zheng Yu woke up the sleepy He Ye through the door, and the three of them immediately set off for Hongxing Primary School.

Arriving at the school gate, He Ye rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief: "This is... an elementary school?"

There were seven or eight brick houses in front of me. The tiles on the roofs were incomplete, some were patched with black asphalt, and some were pressed with straw. Some of the glass was cracked, and the paint on the door frame was almost peeling off.

At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

Only seven or eight children ran out of the middle classroom and played hopscotch on the gravel playground.

Lu Qiongqi noticed the person standing at the door of the classroom.

The man also looked towards them.

Zheng Yu led them over and said, "You must be Teacher Li."

Li Yicheng was wearing washed-out jeans and had a gentle smile on his face. "You must be Officer Zheng and Consultant Lu, right?"

He Ye asked: "How do you know?"

Li Yicheng smiled shyly and said, "I really like the program Social Situation View and I never miss a single episode."

This male teacher should be a bit introverted.

Lu Qiongqi found that he didn't dare touch He Ye and her eyes when he spoke.

But he behaved normally in front of Zheng Yu.

Li Yicheng asked with a worried look on his face: "Why are you here? Is it because of Huang Long's death? The night he fell into the water, I was tutoring my classmates in mathematics in the classroom, and I don't know what happened."

Their village has always been peaceful, and no criminal cases have occurred, except for the incident a while ago when Boss Huang fell and drowned.

Lu Qiongqi's eyes flashed, and she walked in front of the male teacher.

Li Yicheng noticed her approaching and quickly lowered his head, nervously twisting his fingers together.

She asked calmly, "Teacher Li, are you married?"

Li Yicheng raised his head in surprise, staring at Lu Qiongqi. The woman's eyes seemed to have some kind of magic that attracted his attention.

He forgot about his social phobia and shook his head: "No, I'm not married."

Lu Qiongqi suddenly curled her lips and smiled.

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