The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

After speaking, Xie Qingyao blushed immediately when he saw Jiang's expression of astonishment.

Oops, I sold my father with excitement.

Although my mother didn't mention anything, but these days, my mother always looked worried. She wasn't a heartless little girl, she had long wondered why.

After thinking about it, it is very likely that my father will raise an outer room outside.

No, father must have raised the outer room outside!

Xie Qingyao stood up: "Asi, since you and I want to go together, I will 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 is almost always related to my father?"

Jiang Si couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly pulled Xie Qingyao to sit down: "Why do you hear that wind is rain? I mean, maybe my uncle is a little unwell, and my aunt is worried about his body."

The matter of Uncle Yongchang sleeping with pigs was laughed at by people in Beijing for a long time, and some people will mention it in a few years, but the truth is very simple.

After Yongchang Bo's residence invited a famous doctor, he found out the reason for Yongchang Bo's bizarre behavior. Yongchang Bo suffered from a mystery, that is, dream walking.

It's a pity that the joke had already gone out at that time.

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

"I feel unwell?" Xie Qingyao shook his head without thinking. "It's definitely not the case. If my father feels unwell, my mother must have hired the doctor early. What do you ask Liu Xiangu to do?"

"If your uncle really raises the outside room, what is the use of your aunt asking Liu Xiangu?" Jiang Si asked rhetorically.

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

Jiang Si: "..."

Xie Qingyao was upset and held his forehead.

I accidentally sold my mother again.

"Qing Yao, I think you are thinking too much. What's your auntie's status? Even if your uncle raises the outer room and even has an outer room, how can aunt do such a thing?"

"Then what's going on? Oh, why did Liu Xiangu die at this time." Xie Qingyao sighed in distress.

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

Uncle Yong Chang’s dream-acting syndrome developed to the point of going to sleep in pigs, and the disease was definitely not once or twice. Mrs. Yong Chang must have noticed Uncle Yong Chang’s anomaly before she associated it with ghosts and gods, and began to ask Liu Xiangu to drive away evil spirits.

Liu Xiangu died suddenly, and Mrs. Yongchang was at a time when she was upset. If Xie Qingyao is careful, it is not difficult to find the source of her mother's upset.

"Well, I'll check it up. By the way, A Si, have you ever spoken to Liu Xiangu?" For Liu Xiangu who was so fascinating and died at the most glorious time, young girls like Xie Qingyao are always full of With curiosity.

Jiang Si's eyebrows were curled up with a smile: "Hello, after all, I have lived in our house for two days."

"I heard that Liu Xiangu's murder has alarmed the three law divisions, and the officials of Shuntian Mansion are also busy. Axi, can you catch the murderer of Liu Xiangu?"

"I think it's difficult."

"why?"

Jiang Si picked up the tea and took a sip, and said to his heart: Because good people are rewarded.

"Sell again."

Jiang Si smiled and said, "It's not about selling Guanzi. People like Liu Xiangu have too many dealings with all kinds of people. The relationship is messy and messy. Finding a murderer is like finding a needle in a haystack."

At this moment, the person talking about the murder of Liu Xiangu is not only Jiang Si's opponent, Pha Jiao, but 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 home calmly.

"General Qin, I haven't seen you go to the pub in some days." The passerby 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 was reinfused with energy.

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

The man in front of him seemed to be a fire, although he was bright, he could even burn himself out.

The low and humble house was right in front of him, and the man pushed the door in and swept around, but did not see the shadow of the young man.

The man walked into the courtyard again, uncovered the lid on the water tank at the door, took a few sips of water, then jumped in and took a shower and put on a new coat.

The clothes were sewn by his fiancée more than ten years ago. The material is good, and it still looks like new.

It's just that after so many years, the originally high-spirited young generals have become idle guys who can't drink good wine, and their good clothes seem so out of date to wear them.

The man graciously pulled the pull-out corner, and strode away from home.

The country roads are a little wet underfoot. In addition to the green crops in the fields, you can occasionally see uplifted soil packs.

That is the grave.

His fiancee lives in such a place and has been waiting for him for a long time.

A tomb bag appeared in the distance. Unlike other places, there was also a thatched hut not far from the tomb bag.

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

This time the man did not walk into the thatched hut, but sat down directly in front of the grave, cherishing the green grass that emerged from the grave.

The green mound is buried in the bones, and it hurts as long as you think about it.

The man sat for a long time, even the birds resting on the branches were tired of them, and they spread their wings and flew away.

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

This hairpin is also old, and its sharp hairpin is a gift he hadn't had time to give.

The man held the hairpin and gestured in his heart, and thought about it seriously.

Use some strength, it should be fast.

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

The young man who had brought the earth-shaking changes to his life stood not far away, with two fishes jumping 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 years? It has become popular to use gold hairpins to attack!

The man looked down at the lively grass carp.

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

He waited so long in this broken thatched cottage, what happened to him wanting to eat grilled fish?

"You go." The man said calmly.

A Fei bit the tip of his tongue.

He was really scared. This man just planned to commit suicide. He doesn't even care about his own life. What if he wants to find a drink partner when he is on the road?

"Since I'm afraid, why don't you leave now?"

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

"No need." The man stopped paying attention to A Fei and returned to his grave.

A Fei was heartbroken and said loudly: "She said, your fiancée has been gone for more than ten years, and she has been reincarnated a long time ago. If you go to her now, you can't find it."