"Tu~Tu~Tu!"

I don't know who knocked on the door early in the morning reads;.

Aster tied her belly with her thick hands, and asked who it was, Feng Chuan was also awakened, rubbing his eyes, embedding a corner of the window, and looking at it with sleepy eyes.

Outside the door was a half-ten-year-old woman, Aster didn't have time to ask what happened, she cried and wiped her tears and said that her house was burglarized, sobbing after speaking, almost fainted, Aster hurriedly poured water for her, stroked her back, she sobbed and held back her tears.

Yesterday was fine, but when she got up early this morning, she found that a vase in the house was missing, and after rummaging through it, she was sure that it was really not in the house.

Feng Chuan simply cleaned up, opened the door and came out, the man's outfit was better than the woman's, he looked at the woman, and said slowly: "How many people are in your family, where is the vase placed, and are other things still there?" ”

"There are three people in my family, and neither my husband nor my children have moved."

"Oh?" Feng Chuan questioned, "Are you sure they haven't moved?" ”

She nodded affirmatively, Xianggong is honest and does not tell lies, yesterday we went to the temple during the day to pray for blessings, the road was tortuous, and we slept a little deeper, thinking that this is how we will not know that the thief entered the house.

Feng Chuan calmly recorded what she said, said a number, the woman agreed, and Feng Chuan went to the house with her.

It was an old house, with a creaking squeak of yellow-brown sunken wood, a wall of blue brick and chestnut, the outer plaster, and little rubble left of the roof, which made one wonder about the vase's value.

Feng Chuan still couldn't help but speak, "This vase of yours must not be an ordinary plaything. She looked sneakily, then leaned on Feng Chuan's shoulder, her mouth was about to pierce Feng Chuan's ear, and said softly: "Left in the Tang Dynasty, I heard that the ancestors handed it down." ”

The two entered the yard, the child was playing in the yard, and when he saw the woman next to Feng Chuan, he hurriedly dropped the branch and ran over, calling his mother in his mouth, and when he saw Feng Chuan, he shy avoided and hid behind the woman.

The man in the house went out to greet him.

"This is Bole from the Bole Exploration Hall!"

Last time, Feng Chuan inadvertently said that his name was Dong Bole, but now he likes this name, "In the next ...... Dong Bole! ”

"Inside, please, inside!"

The man is hospitable and seems to be an honest man.

Crossing the threshold, the room was clean and tidy, and after sweeping for a week, Feng Chuan raised his arm and pointed to the cabinet with a rough carved pattern that was gradually blurred, and said: "The vase turned out to be there!" ”

"Yes, yes, there it is."

Feng Chuan stepped forward, looked sideways at the cabinet and took a look, and then reached out to touch the table.

Looking back at the woman, "Are you sure the vase was still there when you came back yesterday?" ”

The woman glanced at the man next to her, and the man followed, and after a while, the two had to admit that they hadn't paid attention to whether the vase was still there when they came back yesterday.

"Do you know where the vase went?"

Feng Chuan suddenly turned around and asked the little girl who was less than three feet tall, she seemed to have guessed that Feng Chuan would ask herself, and she was busy shaking her head, a few small braids hitting the hem of her mother's skirt.

Feng Chuan squatted down quite patiently, looked at the cute female doll, and asked softly, "Did you really not see the vase?" ”

The woman was a little anxious and impatient, and said that she was a little child who knew these reads;

Feng Chuan looked at her, and glanced at the man again, the two of them were dressed in coarse cloth, but they dressed the child in the best rob, presumably they were very pampered on weekdays, although the child looked shy, but if his eyes were with a sharp blade, Feng Chuan was even more sure that the child knew where the vase went.

She looked back at the cabinet. Suddenly understood something.

"Your vases have not been stolen. but it was hidden by your daughters. ”

The man couldn't believe it, and waved his hand and said no, Xin'er is usually well-behaved.

Feng Chuan pointed to the bottom of the cabinet and said, "The carving here is blurred, but there is a strange trace here. Then he pointed to the head of a goldfinch.

There is a scratch here, which seems to have been pressed down with great force, and there are four round fingerprints on the table. Feng Chuan gestured with his thumbs down, "At that time, someone should have been holding the table upside down like this, and his feet were climbing on the pattern under the cabinet." ”

Feng Chuan got up and walked to the wall, "This chair should be heavy, because I noticed that there are four marks on the ground, and have you noticed that the marks on the chair legs are just staggered from the chair legs." Feng Chuan pointed and explained, this must be someone who wanted to move this chair, but because it was too heavy and his strength was insufficient, he gave up and didn't want to return to his position.

"That's why she climbed on the cabinet and broke the vase by mistake."

After Feng Chuan finished speaking, he stared at the girl named Xin'er again.

The woman couldn't hold her breath and asked her daughter if she was what she said.

After all, the little girl was young, and she was naturally nervous when she did something wrong, and she was afraid of being scolded by her father and mother as soon as Feng Chuan said it, so she suddenly sat on the ground and cried.

The woman was angry, scolding the unlucky child angrily, she was not angry, she stretched out her palm and slapped her a few times, the man on the side grabbed her, and asked calmly: "Xin'er, where is the vase?" ”

The girl sat on the ground and cried, sometimes panting, sometimes rolling, and refusing to say the whereabouts of the vase.

A spot of light on the wall caught Feng Chuan's attention, which was close to the door, the sun had not yet reached the sky, Feng Chuan carefully observed, through the position of the sun, walked into the courtyard, looked around, a bright place under the root of the west wall was particularly dazzling.

Feng Chuan picked up a dry branch, gently flicked it twice, and saw a few pieces of fragments without much effort, and rummaged a few times, the sparse fragments revealed the surface of the soil, the combination of earthy yellow and blue-white porcelain, and a couple behind them cried with sad faces, stepped forward to take a closer look, and kept chattering, this is a treasure handed down from the ancestors.

"It is important for the ancestors to stay, but now it is fragmented, but you and I have no power to return to heaven, the so-called broken mirror can not be reunited, and the same is true for vases, the matter has come to this, don't blame the child."

After the woman's love was stable, she nodded lightly, paid the copper plate, and Feng Chuan left.

As soon as she left, she saw the woman's face cloudy, and threw the thing out, and the originally broken pieces became more finely broken after this "throw", Feng Chuan walked over, looked at the vase fragments on the ground, and couldn't bear it, quietly walked over and picked it up. Feng Chuan always felt that there was an endless story behind this bottle, so she simply took the pieces of the bottle home in one go.

Aster saw her coming back with these fragments and was curious, and when she saw Feng Chuan looking at it intently, she didn't bother, and only after a while did she ask, what kind of person's object is this, is there any bad luck?