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Wanjia Alley.

Ding Kee Tailor's Shop.

As the shopkeeper, Ding Fulai was burying his head in cutting cloth, and the apprentice and man next to him were picking up the remaining fabric, and a three- or four-year-old boy was squatting on the ground, and then he was laughing on the urine that had just been discharged, entertaining himself.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you can't play with urine."

Ding Fulai hurriedly put down the scissors, picked up the little boy and put it on the huge board, and called the apprentice: "Quickly get a rag and wipe the urine clean, and wait for the guests to come, what will it look like." ”

The apprentice was unwilling, and he didn't dare to disobey the master's order, so he could only take a rag to wipe the floor, and nagged while sucking urine with the rag: "Master, you can't be so used to Fu'er, beware of being spoiled." ”

Ding Fulai hugged the little boy, chirped, kissed him, and heard the apprentice complain, he scolded: "Let your mother's stinky fart, you only have one son when you are old, try to see if you will get used to it." ”

The apprentice snorted and laughed: "It's not your own birth, besides, you're only in your early thirties, how can you become an old man." ”

Ding Fulai suddenly picked up the scissors on the board and said angrily to the apprentice: "If you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame me for not reading the master-apprentice relationship, Fu'er is my own child." ”

The apprentice looked at the scissors with his mouth open, and was so frightened that he turned around and ran out with a rag full of urine.

Ding Fulai triumphantly, proudly put the scissors on the board, and continued to hold the little boy to coax and kiss.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and he rubbed the little boy's slippery face, and said without looking back: "Roll to the wall and think about it, and dare to say that Fu'er is not my son." ”

"That, is it Shopkeeper Ding?"

The voice was wrong, Ding Fulai turned his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was a stranger, he asked, "Do you make clothes or buy ready-to-wear clothes?" ”

The other party said: "I don't make clothes or buy ready-to-wear clothes, I came to visit the shopkeeper Ding to inquire about something." ”

There was no business to do, Ding Fulai said angrily: "Asking for directions, I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with this area." ”

The other party approached him and arched his hand: "I don't ask for directions, in Xia Chu Linfeng, Dali Temple catches the head, and wants to ask the shopkeeper Ding about this child." ”

Since ancient times, the people have been afraid of seeing officials, although they have not broken the law, hearing that he is the head catcher of Dali Temple, Ding Fulai instinctively hugged the little boy tightly, and said with hostility: "What's wrong with this child?" He's my son, and I raised him with a handful of and urine. ”

Seeing his nervous appearance, Lan Yi behind Chu Linfeng suddenly felt a little relieved, very happy for the child of the Tian family, and couldn't help but say: "No one wants to take away your son, just ask about his life experience." ”

Chu Linfeng heard her voice and turned his head in disbelief.

Lan Yi smiled wantonly: "You want to ask me why I came?" I am the person appointed by the emperor to help you solve the case, of course I have to come. ”

With three points of gambling in his words, he walked into the shop after speaking.

Chu Linfeng didn't say anything, seeing that Lan Yi's still men's clothes were a little bright today, with a washed blue gown on his body, a black soft gauze square hat on his head, slender arms and a plump waist, taking square steps, very official, Chu Linfeng smiled dumbly, laughed and was surprised, why did he love to laugh so much recently?

Lan Yi came to Ding Fulai, looked at the fleshy little boy, mother's love was overflowing, raised his hand to touch the little boy's face, Ding Fulai turned around and hidden, Lan Yi's hand fell into the air, and smiled faintly: "Ding Shopkeeper loves this child very much." ”

Ding Fulai hugged the little boy tightly: "That's natural, I am a father and a mother, and I have never complained about being tired." ”

Although the child's parents are pitiful, but it is lucky to meet an adoptive father like Ding Fulai, Lan Yi looked at the child's face carefully, round, but a blessed face, because he didn't know Taoxi and Tian Zhuang, Lan Yi beckoned and shouted the sweet joy behind him: "Like?" ”

Tianxi was already wet with tears, and looked at her nephew and smiled hard: "Bao'er, I'm my aunt." ”

When this child was given to Ding Fulai, it was the housekeeper Xue Qing who handled it, he didn't know Tianxi, and when he heard her claim to be Fu'er's aunt, he understood something, and hugged Fu'er even more tightly: "When you gave this child to me, you didn't say that you would go back in the future." ”

Tian Xi hurriedly explained: "I'm not here to have a child, I'm an accompaniment ......"

I wanted to say that I came with the young lady of my family, but suddenly remembered that Lan Yi was wearing men's clothes, so he hurriedly changed his words: "I accompanied the investigation of the case." ”

Ding Fulai knew about the Tian family's affairs back then, and when he heard that he was here to investigate the case, he was frightened, and retreated again and again: "It's true that I adopted this child, but I don't know his father and mother, and their family's case has nothing to do with me." ”

Lan Yi stepped forward and said, "Shopkeeper Ding, don't be impatient, we're just coming to see this kid." ”

Ding Fulai relaxed and muttered softly, "What is there to see about this kid." ”

Lan Yiquan didn't hear it, so he turned around and asked Tianxi again: "Like your brother?" ”

Remembering his brother, Tianxi choked up and said, "It's exactly the same." ”

Lan Yi unconsciously looked at Chu Linfeng, each other came for the sake of whether this child was Tian Zhuang's flesh and blood, if this child was not like Tian Zhuang, it could be someone else's child, even if he was like Taoxi, it could also be that Taoxi was born to other men, such as Gong Yi, Gong Yijie, Li Lingxu and even Xue Qing, if this child is really one of these men, then the murder of the Tian family may also be extinguished, Tian Zhuang and Tao Xi died, and no one knows the child's life experience, So the child's biological father was safe, at least able to maintain his previous good name.

Of course, this was all the speculation of Lan Yi and Chu Linfeng before they came, and now I heard Tianxi say that this child is exactly the same as Tian Zhuang, which excludes the possibility of Tao Xi being born to another man to the greatest extent.

After wanting to understand, Lan Yi said, "Go back." ”

Tianxi was reluctant to give up her nephew, looked at it again and again, and suddenly remembered something, took out a rattle from a small bag she carried with her and handed it to the little boy.

Ding Fulai didn't want it, he didn't want this child to have anything to do with the Tian family again, he wishfully thought that this child was his own, so he hid again.

Tianxi lost her temper and threw herself forward, wanting to hug her nephew, but her skirt scraped on a nail on the edge of the board, stabbing it! She looked down, oops, her skirt was torn, a long opening, how to see people when she wore it like this.

Qiuluo saw it at the same time, and also sighed: "The skirt is torn." ”

Ding Fulai stretched his neck to look here, and sure enough, it was scratched.

Tianxi, who was already angry with him, was even angrier at this time, pointed at him and said sharply: "You pay me for my skirt!" ”

Qiuluo was about to say, "It's better to buy one", but suddenly shut up, looking at the sweet and happy formation, and then looking at Ding Fulai's appearance, Qiuluo smiled evilly, it is better to watch a lively.

Ding Fu felt aggrieved, tilted his head and said, "If you lose, you will pay." ”

Qiuluo sneered, thinking that he could deny it, at least struggling for a while, he never thought of surrendering so easily.

Tianxi didn't know what to say, so she stared at Ding Fulai with a pair of apricot eyes.

Ding Fulai casually ripped off a skirt from the hanger and threw it to Tianxi: "This is a new cut, I will pay you for it." ”

Tianxi caught the skirt and was stunned.

At this time, Ding Fulai put the little boy down, took the needlework basket, squatted at Tianxi's feet and said, "You can still wear it if you sew it." ”