Spring is thick and thin

Wei Kangyu took a long hot bath.He didn't add any extra ingredients to his bathtub, he just poured hot water into it again and again.The water temperature was very high, but Wei Kangyu didn't feel the heat. At the end of the soak, his skin was glowing red, and the weak spots were wrinkled due to lack of water.

After taking this hot bath, Wei Kangyu went back to his study to read more than ten pages of "Travel Notes".He read very slowly, reading every page carefully.Although these days in the study, Wei Kangyu only read this book in total, but Wei Kangyu felt that he was quite different from before.

The next day, Wei Kangyu finally went out.

He felt Mengniang's person lingering behind him for a while and then disappeared, thinking to himself, did she think he was going to find Jing Yan?No, he has no such plans for the time being.

He just rode to Wukou Temple.The conversation he had with the monk Xiaokou had benefited him a lot, but at this moment he was lost again and wanted to have a chat with that monk.

Monk Xiaokou still looks very wise, and the atmosphere in Wukou Temple is still calming.Wei Kangyu didn't observe carefully last time, but this time he found that the breath came from the incense that was lit in front of the Buddha. After the incense was lit, the smoke went straight up, and the smoke gathered, which was different.

The laughing monk still remembered Wei Kangyu, clasped his hands together and asked, "The benefactor is here today, but is there any trouble?"

Wei Kangyu said: "Yes. There is a person I care about very much. He has done wrong things and is not liked by others. Master, how can I make other people ignore those things?"

The laughing monk said: "The benefactor came with questions, but he also came with answers. What is your answer?"

Wei Kangyu said: "They think he did something wrong. But he didn't do anything. I want to take this wrong thing over. If they want to blame, they can blame me."

Monk Xiaokou clapped his hands and praised: "The donor is very responsible. Now that you have made a conclusion, please go back."

Monk Xiaokou only said three words, but Wei Kangyu seemed to have received some inspiration and strengthened his mind.He was very grateful to Monk Xiaokou and donated a large sum of money.

In the Wukou Temple, the weeping monk asked the laughing monk again: "How can this money come so easily?"

Monk Xiaokou: "Less talk, more affirmation, let them convince themselves. If you always refuse to delve into it, how can I rest assured that you will leave Beijing to open a branch temple?"

The crying monk: "Brother, I'd better follow you, I don't have the talent for this craft."

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Since the mute slave decided to avoid the people who came to Ancheng to investigate, he stopped working, and he didn't bother to tell the hired worker what he didn't do.He didn't save any money, but since he decided not to go out during this period of time, he couldn't spend it if he had money.Since he had no money, he couldn't stock up on rice and noodles, so the dumb slave simply walked along a rich street from beginning to end, getting some rice from one house, and some noodles from another house, so he could make up a lot.All he was looking for were rich families with lax supervision, and he deliberately took old rice and old noodles from the warehouse. They must have disappeared and they would not be able to find them.

Everything is ready, and the dumb slave intends to stay quietly at home with Jing Yan, waiting for the limelight to pass. Anyway, Wu Bohou's people can't stay here all the time. Once they are sure that they are not here, they will go to the next one. The city can't always consume them.But Jing Yan didn't intend to agree with the dumb slave's opinion.Everything else is fine, but he is going to He's house.

He Xiu said that day that the first batch of dried milk could be made in three days, and asked Jing Yan to get it at that time.

So Jing Yan was unhappy when he heard the dumb slave telling him not to go anywhere.He was not at all satisfied with the dumb slave's explanation.Yes, Mr. He is the person in charge of this operation, but how could he have thought that the person he was looking for would sneak into his house to take milk?Besides, Jing Yan thought, even if he is not as good as before, he is still very good, and he will never be caught.No matter what the dumb slave said, Jing Yan was also convinced this time, and if the dumb slave refused to agree, he would roll on the ground.

What else can the dumb slave say?He could only ask Jing Yan to promise him not to act alone.This point of view does not matter.

Three days later, Jing Yan successfully got the dried milk.The dried milk tasted better than the first time he had it.He Xiu told him that it was because the milk that was sent from Ancheng to Beijing was used to make it before, and it was always not so fresh after being sent there, but now it is all freshly made, and the natural taste is more full.

He Xiu made a lot of dried milk this time, and gave a pack to his parents, younger siblings, and the rest to Jing Yan.When Jing Yan came back with the milk in his arms, the smile on his face was never closed, and the corners of his mouth were wide open.He Xiu also promised him that when he wants to eat, he can go to her anytime, and she will make it for him.

After He Xiu finished speaking, this beautiful but non-aggressive gentle girl instantly surpassed Wei Kangyu's status in Jing Yan's heart.Jing Yan is a person with strong inertia, sometimes he doesn't like change, and sometimes he likes the new and dislikes the old.He quickly got used to life in Ancheng, and quickly got used to life without Wei Kangyu.If this continues, he won't even remember Wei Kangyu's name.

People or things that do not appear in life, in addition to being left behind, is it possible to deliberately miss them every day?

Jing Yan relished it, counting the milk every day to get by.He is not greedy, this pack of dry milk is fifty capsules, and he only counts and eats five every day.When the milks are dry, he can do anything but sit and suck them with all his heart.

When there were no milk flakes, Jing Yan made small things out of the materials he had bought before.He weaves small bags, small animals, flowers and various jewelry boxes.He thinks that he is so powerful and can always make beautiful things, maybe he is very talented in this kind of things.

Firstly, he did this to pass the time, and secondly, he also wanted to make money.You can't always let the dumb slave go out to do hard work. Jing Yan has seen the work done by the dumb slave. Although the dumb slave can do it effortlessly, no matter how you say it, doing this kind of work seems too embarrassing.

It didn't take long for Jing Yan to use up all the materials and weave a basket of gadgets.Jing Yan eagerly wanted to go out and try to sell, of course, it was a dumb slave calling, so he sold.As a result, when the dumb slave mentioned it, he remembered that he couldn't go out yet.He urged the dumb slave to go out and inquire about the news, to see if the investigation outside was over.

It's also not a coincidence, not long after the dumb slave went out, when Jing Yan was squatting on the ground, picking up the basket full of gadgets he was making, he heard footsteps coming from outside, but when the small voice reached his ears, it was like this. clear.

"Master He, the situation of this room is that the owner went out to look for the abducted child. The house has been vacant for several years. This is also the last room in Ancheng where the prisoner might be hiding."

Jing Yan stood up and looked left and right. When he came here, the weeds were overgrown, and the dusty hut had become clean and tidy thanks to the efforts of him and the dumb slave. There were two Chinese cabbages piled up in one corner of the house, and there were traces of people living everywhere. .Jing Yan didn't hesitate much, he carried his dried milk with him, and had nothing else to take, so he picked up the basket in his hand, put on his cloak, jumped onto the roof, and ran in one direction go out.

After waiting for outsiders to break into the house, you can only find a few changes of clothes and leftovers from eating.Other than that, there are no other clues.

Soon, the lord of the city called the police to study the house carefully, but they didn't even find a footprint, and the prisoner was very cautious in staying here temporarily.

After issuing an announcement to check the population without household registration and no way to guide them, they searched in two ways in the past two days. One was to find the employed people who suddenly disappeared, and the other was to go to houses that had not been inhabited for a long time to find out whether there was any residence. Mark of.Among them, many suspicious things have been found in these two routes, but the rats in the dark can't get rid of it. After this investigation, Ancheng is also in a mess. No matter whether it can be found or not, the city owner just wants to end the matter quickly. .

And the house they all almost gave up on became the most likely clue.But where did the people inside go?This is what confuses them the most. It seems that they have been living in this house for a while, but people can leave before they come. Could it be that someone has informed them?

Mr. He returned to the He Mansion with a heavy heart, but he was thinking of another question.

In that yard, he smelled a very faint milky smell.Mr. He has had a keen sense of smell since he was a child, and he can smell even a very faint smell. This time, no one else could smell it. The reason why he kept silent was because the smell was so familiar.He went back to his study and sat down, and took out the milk flakes his daughter had given him from a box.

In the past, the household department was busy with work. Mr. He lived directly in the household department for half a month a month. Because of the difference between men and women, he and his daughter He Xiu rarely saw each other. He Xiu was mainly taken care of by Mrs. He.A few days ago, He Xiu made dried milk and gave it to Mr. He. Mr. He doesn't like sweets. After eating a few slices, he put the dried milk and left it in the study room without touching it again. But he did not forget the taste.

Mr. He thought that Wu Bohou's people came from the capital, and they were chasing the escaped prisoner from the capital, but He Xiu came here from the capital and encountered such a thing, and he never said who rescued her. How could the smell of dried milk made by He Xiu appear there?

He hesitated for a while, but he still had He Xiu called over, and the father and daughter were talking in the study.

Master He asked He Xiu gently: "These days, I still forgot to ask about your benefactor. I don't know where they are now? We must always thank them well."

The author has something to say: Crying Monk: Brother, you seem to have become a sinner in the world.

Laughing Monk: Shhh, I didn't say anything.

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Embarrassing, after washing half of the clothes, I came back and saw that no one commented, so disappointed, and then found that I forgot to set the publication time