"It seems to be the former gardener of the Luo family, called Ah What. ”

It's called Ah Bin.

Zhou Xufang continued to interrogate: "Is there anything abnormal?"

"No, Luo Huaiyu is very cautious, the eavesdropping device in the study should have been discovered by him. Chen Li took out the check in his pocket and looked at it again, "I did everything you asked me to do, and now I am useless to you, you can give me something." ”

If it weren't for the other party holding his handle, how could he be a lackey. It's fucking unlucky, a stone went down, and it didn't kill anyone, but it actually fell to death.

"I didn't say I would give you the murder weapon, I just said I wouldn't give it to the police. ”

When Chen Li heard this, he became angry: "You are playing me, right?"

Zhou Xufang corrected seriously and seriously: "It's to help you." She said very sincerely, not bluffing, "You go and turn yourself in, you should have done a lot of illegal and undisciplined things for Luo Huaiyu, if he wants to kill people, prison is the safest place, I don't give the murder weapon to the police, if you turn yourself in, it will be an accidental murder, and it shouldn't be sentenced for a long time." ”

Chen Li had nothing to say, because she had all been approved by her.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Xufang pinched his voice and pretended to be a ghost: "I am black impermanence." ”

Chen Li: "......"

Zhou Xufang hung up the phone.

"Eori. ”

"Hmm. Eori was in the kitchen for her underneath.

Zhou Xufang went to the kitchen and followed Jiang Zhi: "Don't you think Luo Huaiyu is suspicious?"

Eori washed a handful of vegetables and put them in the noodles.

She loves meat, not vegetables, but Jiang Zhi doesn't allow her to be picky.

"He's looking for your cousin, too. She couldn't figure it out and was very confused, "Is he helping Luo Changde or Luo Qinghe?"

Eori said, "Salt." ”

She handed him the salt.

He added two spoonfuls to the pot: "He's not that noble, he helps himself." ”

Zhou Xufang didn't understand.

Jiang Zhi turned off the fire a little lower: "Have you noticed? No matter how Luo Changde's father and daughter fight, Luo Huaiyu will not come forward to stop it." ”

It was not stopped, he was watching from the beginning to the end.

He also knew about the rough diamond, but he didn't do anything, but waited for the dust to settle before settling accounts with Tang Xiangqiu. ”

It's like fueling the fire.

Zhou Xufang couldn't see through the old man: "Why did he do this?" One is a son and the other is a granddaughter, why should they let each other kill each other.

"There's only one possibility, he's protecting himself. ”

In other words, he also did something wrong.

Jiang Zhi turned off the fire, scooped a spoonful of noodle soup with a spoon, and fed it to Zhou Xufang: "Taste it." ”

She licked.

Jiang Zhi asked, "Is it salty or not?"

"A little. ”

He also licked the soup on the spoon, which was a little salty, and re-fired: "Then I'll add some more water." ”

He added another bowl of water, and it turned out to be light.

He added another half spoonful of salt.

In the end, it was salty.

Zhou Xufang was very popular, and drank all the soup, which was a little salty, so she secretly drank two cans of milk. Jiang Weaving's cooking skills are very average, he can cook it, and the taste can be swallowed, but the rest is okay, but this salt, he always puts it inaccurately. Although he has no talent and attainments in cooking, he cooks very diligently, firstly, Zhou Xufang is a bit picky, if he does, she will eat it all, and secondly, he comes to see Zhou Xufang eat the food he cooks, and he has a sense of accomplishment.

At night, the rain poured down.

Zhou Xufang went to bed early, she had a dream, and there was Jiang Zhi in the dream.

He was a young man, and he was weaker and paler at that time, and he came to Locke's house with a few cans of milk, and called her out of the flower shed: "Oh, here you go." ”

She took it, hugged Silly Le, with a dark face, a smile and white teeth, and looked stupid.

When the young man saw that she didn't drink, he urged dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you drink?"

She looked around, but no one was there, so she secretly said to him, "Hide." ”

Whatever he gave her, she treated it as a treasure, and hid it in the pillow core, and the tattered pillow core was stuffed by her, and there were more than a dozen milk jugs alone.

Stupid to death.

"Whatever you hide, it's for you to drink. He opened a can and gave it to her, "Drink it quickly, I'll bring it to you again tomorrow." ”

"Oh. ”

She drank so quickly that she took a mouthful of milk foam.

"It's dirty. ”

He was disgusted to death, but he still dragged the cuffs to wipe her, and scolded her for being dirty while wiping.

She laughed.

His sleeves were all dirty, and he rolled them all up, and his eyes went straight to the top of her head, "Why are you so short?"

She was in her teens, thin and short, and she still looked half a year old.

He stuffed the bag in his hand into her: "The clothes are big, if you don't wear them, throw them away." ”

The bag was full of new clothes.

How could she throw it away, she liked it, grinning.

It was the first time he bought clothes for someone, where to figure out the size, all the big ones, very frustrated, angry, and counted her: "It's all your fault, who made you so short." ”

She nodded, laughed silly, and said in a thick voice, "It's all my fault." ”

The boy snorted, the corners of his mouth curled.

"Come here. ”

She took two steps forward.

"Stand a little closer. ”

And she went to him.

In comparison, she had only grown to the height of his chest, and he could see her little bald head when he looked down: "Why is it so tall." The pretty brow furrowed, he was thinking, muttering, "Do I have to buy you some calcium tablets?"

She looked up at him, and she nodded at whatever he said.

The young man thought she was well-behaved and obedient, so he touched her little bald head: "Next time I will bring you calcium tablets." He also instructed, "Don't throw away the clothes, wait until you grow taller before you wear them, and I'll buy you a small one tomorrow." ”

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, nodding vigorously.

The dream came here, and suddenly the picture changed.

The sun was setting outside the trellis, and the orange sunset was falling to the ground, and the hand that was reaching out to her was shriveled, and its skin was wrinkled, covered with dark age spots and uneven green tendons.

"Drink, don't you like it?"

The old man handed over a jug of milk.

She timidly took it.

The old man told her to drink and see, saying that he had begged it from that kid from the Jiang family.

It was given to Eori.

She drank it, not willing to drink it all, but in small sips and slowly.

Later, the old man walked away with his dragon-headed crutches, and she fell asleep in a wooden rocking chair next to the flower stand.

Da, da......

She seemed to hear the sound of crutches on the ground, and she wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't, and an old voice was speaking in her ears.

He said, "Why is it a girl......"

Why can't it be a girl?

She still couldn't open her eyes, but she thought in her heart, how good it was that she was a girl, if Jiang Zhiken wanted her, she would marry him when she grew up, just like the woman on the TV that Aunt Xiu watched, with long hair and the most beautiful dress for him as a bride.

She likes to be a girl.

"Girls can't. ”

"The girl has to die. ”

She heard the crutches on the ground again, farther and farther away......

It was dark, but the trellis was bright, and there was a flash of fire, and after a while, smoke billowed out.

The little bald girl with no hair was still lying on a wooden chair, groggy, and someone outside was calling her.

"Luo San!"

"Luo San!"

It was Uncle Tang calling her.

"Hmmm......"

She agreed, but her voice was so low that she wanted to raise her hand, but she could only move her fingers.

Tang Guangji rushed in, found her by the flower stand, held her shoulder and tried to wake her up: "Luo San, Luo San!"

She opened her eyes with difficulty: "Uncle Tang......"

The already rough voice was even more silent after inhaling thick smoke.

Tang Guangji covered her with the wet towel that he covered his mouth and nose: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Tang will take you out." ”

He tied a wet towel to her head, and was carrying her on his back, the fire was too big, the fire was dazzling, and he couldn't see the road clearly, he carried her on his back, stumbling out, he was afraid that she would not be conscious, so he kept talking to her: "When you go out, let Aunt Xiu take you to the countryside, okay?"

The thin girl lay on the man's broad back, and her voice was small: "Is there a dog's tail grass in the countryside?"

"Yes, there are many, many of them. He was choked by the smoke and coughed, still laughing, "It turns out that we Xu Fang like dog tail grass." ”

Xu Fang.

Aunt Xiu said that she also had a name, which was chosen by her mother.

Aunt Xiu is very serious and a cautious person, she never lets her use that name, only Uncle Tang will secretly call her Xu Fang when no one is around.

This is the first time he has said 'we Xu Fang', just like he said 'we think'.

She knows that Uncle Tang and Aunt Xiu are very good people, but they don't dare to treat her well, the Luo family will not like it, and she also knows that the steamed buns under her pillow were put by Aunt Xiu, and the bundle of worn-out books in her cabinet was brought back by Uncle Tang.

She was about to lose her eyes, and her voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was in a dream: "No, it's Jiang Zhi who likes it." She said to Tang Guangji, "We Jiang Zhi like dog tail grass." ”

We Xu Fang.

We Eori.

She likes to say that.

The wood on the top of the flower shed smashed down, Tang Guangji raised his hand to block it, and the spark only splashed on her clothes, but his arm was burned to the skin, he didn't care, checked it, put her back a little higher, and asked her: "Then what do we Xu Fang like?"

She murmured groggyly: "We Xu Fang like our Jiang weaving ......"

At the door of the flower shed, someone rushed in again.

"Steward Tang. ”

Tang Guangji was very surprised when he saw someone coming: "Young Master, it's such a big fire, why did you come in too?"

It was Luo Changde, drenched all over, and he glanced at the person on Tang Guangji's back: "Give me the person." ”

"I'll carry it, you can get out quickly, the fire is getting bigger and bigger. ”

His pupils were red from the firelight: "Give me someone." ”

After saying that, he picked up a steel bar from the ground, and the steel bar dragged the ground, making a screeching sound, and approached step by step......

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