Wang Luo couldn't remember how much saliva it took him to pull Mao Xiaotong's calf back from the south wall, and he always had a pot of soup in his stomach, and when he went downstairs, he still felt dry.

……

As soon as he came upstairs, Wang Luo saw Hou Laosan waving warmly to him and motioned for him to go to the front desk.

"Xiao Luo'er, this is the key to your cousin's house, this is a pair of shoes that your uncle doesn't wear, I estimate that you are almost the same as his feet, hurry up and change them, a high school student wearing disposable slippers from the hotel running around the street is not very like. ”

"Thank you so much, the third master, since my shoes and socks were picked up last night, I have made do with this decay until now. ”

Just as Wang Luo was changing his shoes, Hou Laosan leaned over and approached him to tell him.

"If you find a reason, you don't know how to find a decent one, the ghost will rob you of the kind of broken shoes that cost twenty or thirty yuan, young man, it's almost time to take the college entrance examination, pay attention. ”

"Okay, Xiao Luo, the third master didn't see anything about this today, the little girl surnamed Mao is good and quiet, at first glance, she is the kind of child of a rich family, treat others well. ”

Forehead...... Sometimes it's so embarrassing, upstairs made up a lot of lies to deceive the old man with tears in his eyes, and when he goes downstairs to tell the truth, people can't do it.

However, it is not suitable to tell him the truth of this kind of ruinous view to the old man, so as not to cause more trouble.

"Third master, this matter is not what you think, and I can't make it clear to you for a while. ”

Looking at Wang Luo's vague words, Hou Laosan seemed to be determined in his heart again, and a smile appeared on his face that I understand.

"Let's go, you want to say that I don't want to hear it yet, the little girl is still waiting for you." ”

In this way, under the loving eyes of Hou Laosan and his wife, Wang Luo and Mao Xiaotong walked out of the door of the old pigeon soup store.

After going out, Wang Luoxiao's heart was still pounding, I hope that the conversation just now would not be heard by Mao Xiaotong's female tyrannosaurus, in case there is any misunderstanding, with her temperament, the third master estimates nothing, and she is about to suffer. After making up his mind, Wang Luo decided not to come to the third master's restaurant if he had dinner in the next few days. No, this street is not coming over, and if he comes out for a walk, it may cause some trouble.

"Wang Luo, no matter how many bastard things you did before, I received the love for inviting me to drink soup today. ”

"Oh, nothing. ”

Wang Luo, who was still thinking about things, didn't take Mao Xiaotong's thanks too seriously, but the latter words almost made him fall to the ground in fright.

"I figured it out, you are considering that I lost too much blood last night, so I was specially invited to drink this special blood-replenishing soup at noon today, after drinking, whether it is the effect or the taste, Miss Ben thinks it is very good. ”

"So Miss Ben decided that our next three meals a day will be solved in this store. ”

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

After listening to Mao Xiaotong's oath, Wang Luo felt that he almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood, why did he come to avoid anything?

"Oh, classmate Wang Luo, what are you afraid of. You can rest assured, I have all the food expenses for the next few days, a pot of pigeon soup is only 100 yuan, if you help me do this well, I will invite you to eat three meals a day, and it will be no problem to eat for half a year. ”

"Uh...... Mao Xiaotong, you see that we are still busy with my cousin's suicide case these days, so let's just go with the flow of this trivial matter of eating. ”

"Classmate Wang Luo, what you said is not right, the ancients went first before the grain and grass were moved, as the saying goes, people are iron and rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal and get hungry, how can you say that eating is a trivial matter?" As he spoke, Mao Xiaotong stroked his forehead with his right hand and made a weak expression. "And Miss Ben is a wounded, and I have been in need of pigeon soup for the last few days. ”

Seeing Mao Xiaotong like this, Wang Luo knew that he couldn't escape this hurdle, so try his best to save the situation.

"But this old pigeon soup is only available at noon, and it is available in limited quantities, we have time to catch up today, and it will be gone after a while late on weekdays. ”

"yes, I almost forgot about it if you didn't say it. Then let's come over at noon and let your third grandfather leave us two pots in advance, he loves you so much, he won't even refuse this little thing, right?"

When it comes to this kind of condition, Wang Luo also feels that it is almost the same. The most important thing is that now Mao Xiaotong is smiling in front of him, and those two little tiger teeth have a posture of biting up once he doesn't agree.

"Okay. ”

Mao Xiaotong looked at Wang Luo and agreed with a dejected face, the corners of her mouth rose two degrees, she stood on tiptoe and patted Wang Luo's shoulder pretending to be mature.

"That's right, remember, follow Miss Ben to eat meat. ”

……

Hurriedly said hello to Hou Sanye, Wang Luo sat on Mao Xiaotong with a bitter face and drove the Audi A4 that pulled the wind and set off again.

Legend has it that Li Tianlai, the owner of Hongli Company, originally wanted to build a private garden after taking the land, but the certificate was approved, and finally he retreated to develop this residential area that obviously exceeded the economic level of the county. ”

"And when was this neighborhood built?"

"The construction started in early 2000, and because the money was in place, the house was handed over at the beginning of 2001. At that time, the engineering team led by my Uncle Jiang Tao happened to participate in this project and made a lot of money, plus the family had some foundation before, and with the help of the company, he spent 800,000 yuan to get the house in front of us at a price of 90%. ”

"800,000? ”

Hearing Mao Xiaotong's tone of showing off his wealth nakedly, Wang Luo rolled his eyes angrily.

At that time, the highest wage worker in our county was 2,000 yuan a month, according to this standard, he could save 24,000 yuan a year, and if two people in the family worked together, the ideal income that year was 48,000, so in 2000, they had to eat or drink for 17 years to buy the house in front of us. ”

"Do you still think it's cheap?"

After listening to Wang Luo's explanation, Mao Xiaotong folded his fingers and calculated carefully, "It's okay, now if ordinary people buy a house in BJ, it will take almost thirty or forty years to pay off the loan, and your cousin's family can buy such a villa in full at that time, which can be regarded as a makeshift thing." ”

Forehead......-_-||Sweat, waterfall sweat.

Wang Luo found that if he continued to entangle with Mao Xiaotong in this kind of matter, he would always be the one who was hit, because the level that the two of them faced at the beginning was completely heaven and earth, and they didn't understand the darkness of day and night.

After suffering several times of unintentional torture by Mao Xiaotong, Wang Luo still decided to finish the business first.

The copper lock on the iron fence door is of very reliable quality, or the original one eleven years ago, insert the largest one in the bunch of keys into it and turn it gently, the lock cylinder makes a crisp sound, and the door opens naturally.

The courtyard of the villa is quite large, but the place where the flowers originally bloomed has long been overgrown with weeds, and the east and west sides of the two-story building are tightly covered by creepers, and the white doors and walls on the sunny side have turned mottled yellow with the loss of time.

When I opened the door on the first floor, I was greeted by a musty smell, but fortunately, the furniture in the living room was all solid wood, so it was just a little dusty.

Although he was prepared in his heart, as soon as Mao Xiaotong came in, he still felt extremely uncomfortable, and he was used to being clean on weekdays, and such a scene was still unacceptable all of a sudden.

"Wang Luo, can we hurry up. ”

Looking at Mao Xiaotong's uncomfortable appearance with a frown, Wang Luo didn't refute.

"Here we are looking for these two things, first, my cousin's notebook, which was a habit of keeping a diary among their students at that time, and if we can find it, we have a good chance of finding clues from it. ”

"Second, my cousin's urn, there is one thing I have always been very concerned about, the hearse that sent my cousin to the crematorium actually had a car accident halfway, and those unprovoked rumors and rumors are also one of the reasons why my uncle and aunt left the country. We pay attention to people here to go into the ground for peace, but back then they also had a tone in their hearts and put the urn directly at home. ”

"Then let's get started, I don't want to stay in this place for a moment. ”

Saying that, Mao Xiaotong picked up a book-like thing from the table in the living room, and she didn't want to get her hands dirty, she blew it with her mouth, and the scene was lively, and the flying dust choked him with his hand and coughed over and over again.

"Miss, there are some things that you can't do, and you don't want to do them, so you just say that I Wang Luo can still finish the small matter of finding something by myself. ”

"Shut up and get to work. ”

The layout of the two-storey villa is not so complicated, with a middle living room on the ground floor, a study on the east, a kitchen and dining room on the west, and three bedrooms and a small living room on the second floor.

Zhang Qian's spiritual position is not difficult to find, on the table in the master bedroom on the second floor, the urn and posthumous photos are placed there very directly, but the diary is difficult.

The study room on the first floor is a key point, Zhang Qian's usual extracurricular books, textbooks from elementary school to high school, and the miscellaneous books that Uncle Wang Luo bought in order to support the façade are all placed here in a mess, which makes it easy for the two of them to find it all together.

More than two hours later, the gray-faced duo of Wang Luo and Mao Xiaotong sat on the floor without any scruples.

"These are Zhang Qian's diaries when she was in elementary school, and they can basically be thrown away. ”

"These are my cousin's diaries for three years of junior high school, and they seem to be all homework assigned by the teacher, and they are useless. ”

After listening to Wang Luo's words, Mao Xiaotong threw away the diary in his hand in disappointment.

"This is close to the time of the crime, and it is a freshman in high school, but the content in it is also what it looks like to deal with the teacher's homework. I felt like we were working in vain, so I said, how could a girl be so aggressive as to put her private diary in such a place, and the secret diary was to be found in the sleeping place. ”

Seeing that because of his own judgment, Wang Luo was also a little weak-hearted.

"What Mao Xiaotong said is, let's go up and look for my cousin's bedroom. ”