My pet owner is not simple [unlimited stream]

Gu Zhoushan sat on the wall, stretched out his hand, and shook it towards Huanfeng on the ground, indicating that he could grab his hand.

Huan Feng's eyes softened, he raised his hand and gently pinched Gu Zhoushan's outstretched fingertips, his body flew up from the ground, and he was in front of Gu Zhoushan in an instant.

In the blink of an eye again, Huan Feng had already stood on the wall and let go of his fingertips.

Gu Zhoushan withdrew his hand, inexplicably feeling that the pinched fingertips were a little hot.

Going around this small corner, next to it is the window on the first floor of Mrs. Cui's house.

Gu Zhoushan listened carefully to the movement for a long time, smelled the smell in the air, and pointed to the second floor—the old lady Cui was resting on the second floor at the moment.

Only then did Miao Rongrong tiptoe to the window first, slowly and quietly pushed open the unlocked window, and climbed into the house.

The first room near the backyard on the first floor is the kitchen. There are only some wilted vegetables in it. There are a few strings of sausages and bacon hanging on the stove, and there is a jar in the corner.

On the crude shelf next to it were two or three small bowls, and several pairs of chopsticks of different lengths and shades.

Miao Rongrong walked over and lifted the jar in the corner, looked inside, and put the lid back on with an indescribable expression on her face.

The small jar is filled with old rice, the color is turbid, the rice grains are loose, and even the white worms wriggling in the rice can be vaguely seen.

Gu Zhoushan also went over to take a look curiously, and almost vomited out the overnight meal.

He spat several times, and hurried out of the dark kitchen.

Most of the rooms on the first floor are unlocked, and the furniture inside is even more rudimentary. The entire wall and floor are almost the same gray and black color, which looks particularly depressing.

"Gu Zhoushan..." Miao Rongrong's tiny voice came from the next room.

Gu Zhoushan quickly leaned on the wall, walked lightly and slowly to the room where Miao Rongrong was, and first took a look at the surrounding environment.

This room is larger than the others, with a large double bed. The bed, table, and floor are very clean, and it seems to be a room that is cleaned frequently.

Miao Rongrong was standing in front of the table, flipping through the pile of sundries neatly stored in the drawer, as well as a few black and white photos with a yellowish background.

Miao Rongrong quickly waved to Gu Zhoushan, and selected a few photos in her hand and placed them on the table in order.

Gu Zhoushan leaned over to have a look, and it took him a long time to identify, before he realized that the main photos in the photos were of a young man.

Among the few pictures that Miao Rongrong selected, the young man was accompanied by a woman who was seven or eight points similar to Zhou You.

The two people in the photo are sometimes upright and sometimes intimate. No need to say anything, Gu Zhoushan has already guessed that these two are the son and daughter-in-law of Mrs. Cui.

Gu Zhoushan noticed that the last photo seemed to be the scene of the two people tying the red ropes in their hands to the big locust tree behind the village.

Miao Rongrong looked at the sundries in the drawer again. The things inside should be the objects used by Granny Cui's son, and it's rare that Granny Cui packed them up and kept them until now.

Mrs. Cui's son has been away from this village for almost 30 years, right?

However, this person is not worthy of sympathy at all, he can only say that he has brought it upon himself.

Miao Rongrong shook her head, and put all the seemingly useless things back to their original places one by one, leaving only a few photos.

Gu Zhoushan is still thinking, the person in the photo looks a bit similar to Zhou You, and it is almost impossible to tell that there are two people at a glance.

And Zhou You's mother looks very similar to her...

Is there really such a coincidence in the world that there are two people with the same name and appearance?

Gu Zhoushan absent-mindedly turned around the rooms on the first floor. He didn't pay attention when entering and leaving the door, and almost bumped into Huan Feng's body, and he knocked on the head with a slight warning.

In order to avoid being discovered by Mrs. Cui and any bad things happen, they did not go up to the second floor, but walked lightly on the first floor all the time.

The other rooms were empty and dusty, with cobwebs all over the corners and ceilings.There was another room that seemed to be locked, and they didn't know what it contained, so they gave up searching and returned to the next door hotel by the same route.

Miao Rongrong took the photos and the red rope she picked up from the back mountain, and knocked on the door of Zhou You's room again.

This time they waited for a long time before the door of the room opened, revealing Fan Hao's exhausted, blue and black face with a blurred expression.

"What's the matter?" Fan Hao looked at the few people outside the door unkindly.

He didn't sleep all night last night, and he and Zhou You were still lying on the bed to catch up on sleep when they were awakened by the knock on the door.

Miao Rongrong didn't talk nonsense, she held the photo in her hand and said, "I have something very important and I want to talk to Zhou You."

Fan Hao took the photo in doubt, and only glanced at it casually, his eyes were firmly fixed on it.

Without closing the door, he turned on the light and ran in, waking up Zhou You who was still sleeping on the bed.

"This is..." Zhou You's tired face instantly brightened up, she stared at the photo closely, and asked doubtfully, "Why do you have photos of my mother when she was young?"

Gu Zhoushan and Miao Rongrong looked at each other, and explained: "We went out to find the village head of Hushui Village, and he said that the old lady Cui in the next house used to have a daughter-in-law with the same name as your mother, also called Zhang Danying. But she died 30 years ago."

He pointed to the photo in Zhou You's hand: "this is the photo of her left before."

Zhou You covered his mouth: "It's impossible! My mother died of illness three years ago...she's not this person."

Zhou You said affirmatively, but her eyes were still full of surprise when she looked at the photo in her hand.

The people here look exactly like her mother when she was young!

Miao Rongrong also brought the red silk to Zhou Youye to have a look, but she still shook her head and did not give any more information.

Also, how could the name on the ribbon be written by that country woman herself?

Just an old photo and the same name says nothing.

Gu Zhoushan took the photo and the red string that Zhou You handed back to them, and returned to his room dejectedly.

"It's getting late, it's best not to go out at night. Let's continue to work hard tomorrow, don't be discouraged!" Miao Rongrong patted Gu Zhoushan on the shoulder lightly.

……

Tao Long probably made up his mind to be a turtle, and shut himself in the room after he came back from the outside without the others knowing, even Su Qian brought him the food.

Well, people still have to learn how to bend and stretch.

Su Qian didn't know what he did when he went out in the afternoon. Anyway, before he came back, he cleaned up the house, and everything returned to the original state without any trace.

"Last night was not peaceful, and today is probably about the same." Tao Long opened a corner of the curtain, listened to the wind outside that gradually became stronger as the sky darkened, and talked about serious matters with Su Qian.

"We can't all sleep tonight. Someone has to stay awake outside and pay attention to the situation." He gave a simple order, and then casually asked Ma Yanran who was beside him, "Are you following him or me?"

"I, I'll just follow him." Ma Yanran lowered her head slightly, looking up at Tao Long timidly.

For some reason, her collar was much lower than when she saw it in the morning, which made the snow white stand out.

It's a pity that Tao Long didn't even look at her, and threw a siren to Su Qian: "Use this if you need something. Call me in the middle of the night."

Su Qian nodded, grabbed the small siren in his hand, and left the room.

Ma Yanran looked at the back of Tao Long's head, and quickly got up to follow Su Qian who was walking out.

Looking at the corridor on the second floor, the doors of every room are tightly closed, except for the bright yellow light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the rest is empty.

Su Qian glanced casually, then went downstairs, turned on the light, carefully closed the doors and windows, and sat on a chair in the lobby on the first floor.

Ma Yanran also leaned against him, her soft body pressed against his arm, and complained softly: "Your captain is such a tosser, it's so late, and you still won't let you sleep."

Su Qian glanced at her and defended his captain: "It's also for safety's sake. It's more likely to cause accidents at night."

"If something happens, it will happen, it won't happen to me..." Ma Yanran added a few words.

The wind outside was bitter, and a few strands of cool wind penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows and blew onto the two of them.

Ma Yanran shivered from the cold, and her whole body was pressed against Su Qian's body.

"How did you and Tao Long know each other?" The room was too quiet, and Ma Yanran couldn't stand it, so she took the initiative to break the silence.

Su Qian tilted his head, looked out the window, and said lightly, "You... want to know?"

"That's right." Ma Yanran said softly, "What's the condition for joining you? Do you think I'm suitable?"

The sleepy Ma Yanran inexplicably felt that not only the temperature of the air, but even Su Qian's body temperature seemed to drop.

She lay on the table and yawned slightly. Seeing that Su Qian hadn't spoken, she leaned over coquettishly: "Just tell me."

Su Qian seemed to let out a cold low laugh, he turned his head slowly, and at some point the skin on his face revealed a strange blue color.

He grabbed Ma Yanran's throat and choked her screams. His arms were like steel, and they didn't shake a bit under Ma Yanran's crazy punches and kicks: "You want... to join me... soon ……Simple……"

"Dead... just... that's fine..."

……

As if a cold knife had been pierced into the neck, Gu Zhoushan jumped up from Huanfeng's arms, pulled the quilt and looked around, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Huan Feng also sat up, stretched out his hand, pulled Gu Zhoushan to lie down from the sitting position, pulled the thin single clothes on his body, stretched out the wristband to Gu Zhoushan's back, and tucked the quilt well tuck.

The author has something to say: Huan Feng: Don't kick the quilt when you sleep at night.

Gu Zhoushan: Good!