Ignoring the woman's weeping, she stared carefully at the few pieces of clothing on the floor, reaching out and looking through them to see if she could find any clues.

Hey?

There was a stain on a dark blue flower segment, Feng Chuan smelled it, and there was a fishy smell.

This is the fishy smell of fish and shrimp or oyster meat, it seems that it should have been scraped on the clothes not long ago, these clothes are relatively old, it stands to reason that he should not wear them for a long time so he will drop them, if he does not wear them for a long time, these smells will not be so obvious.

"Have you worn this dress in recent days?"

The woman struggled to remember, and finally shook her head.

"This dead ghost changes his clothes all day long, thinking that he is going out to mess with flowers and grass, and deceiving people that he has money."

"Oh?" Feng Chuan looked at it suspiciously and asked, "What do you do?" ”

As soon as the woman mentioned him, he was angry: "He is a fisherman who went out to sea to fish, and we had a very hard time a few years ago, but last year he suddenly had an idea, saying that if he didn't go to the market, he could send these seafood to restaurants and restaurants, so that he would be free of hard work and earn more money." Not only did the woman regret this, but it was from there that he began to provoke those who were not in trouble.

Feng Chuan picked up his clothes and looked at them carefully, suspicious in his heart.

"Did you see him before he disappeared?"

The woman simply shook her head and scolded: "If I see him, I won't let him leave!" This damn thing is so ruthless. ”

Feng Chuan chatted and asked about the man's hobbies and favorite accessories on weekdays.

The woman said impatiently, "Where do I remember, this bastard has no hobbies except for liking women." After speaking, he glanced at Feng Chuan and sighed: "You are a little girl, you don't know a man's temperament, and you are very sweet." ”

"Your father-in-law may not have left with someone, it may be ......"

"What could be?" She couldn't wait to ask.

Feng Chuan didn't dare to continue, just looked at the things on the ground helplessly: "I can't tell, do you think about anything strange that happened before he left?" Be sure to think carefully. ”

The little girl's eyes on the side were purring, and Feng Chuan noticed that her eyes were always sweeping the left direction.

"Sister Sue, do you know anything?" Feng Chuan squatted down quite patiently, looked at the little girl, she was short in stature, but she spoke like an adult, and rolled her eyes.

"One day before my father left, I saw a stranger, but my mother didn't believe me."

The woman looked at her and asked, "Nonsense, how can there be strangers in the house?" ”

Feng Chuan waved his hand to prevent the woman from interrupting her.

"That day, I saw a person wearing Daddy's clothes, sneaking out of my house, with some things, I called my mother, my mother chased out the person is gone, my mother said it was Daddy, but his figure is much taller than Daddy."

Feng Chuan looked at the clothes on the ground, and his slender fingers pointed casually: "Is this it?" ”

The little girl shook her head, and said that she was wearing a light green dress that day, with a cloud pattern on the kudzu belt.

The woman hurriedly walked over and pulled the little girl to follow and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

He pursed his lips and said calmly: "You didn't believe what I said earlier!" ”

This man is not an ordinary runaway from home, because the stains on the clothes that are not often worn are obviously glued not long ago, it stands to reason that it is normal for fishermen's clothes to have a fishy smell, but the clothes are clean and there is only one trace, and the satin is more popular in the past few years, the general fishermen go to sea are coarse cloth clothes, if they do not meet the festival banquet, they will not wear bright clothes, so this stain must be left in the wine shop or restaurant banquet.

If he really ran away from home, he should also bring some decent clothes, it stands to reason that these styles are old, and it is normal that he did not take them away, but he did not take away a valuable porcelain on the cabinet, and just now there was an arrowroot belt in the clothes, but it was not attached to the original clothes, why did he not take these away?

"This porcelain is left over from the Tang Dynasty, right?"

The woman wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and nodded, "A few days ago, the dead ghost brought it back, and said it was worth some silver, and he wouldn't even let me touch it. ”

Feng Chuan looked at the calm little girl playing with puppets there, and asked casually: "Is Daddy good to you on weekdays?" ”

The girl thought for a moment and looked at the woman beside her. Nodding: "When I don't drink, my dad treats me very well, and after drinking, my dad scolds!" ”

Feng Chuan suddenly felt sad, he hadn't even seen his father, let alone scolding, even if he could beat himself! This person doesn't really love his wife and daughter, and his intuition sues Sù Fengchuan that this person was killed.

The sun is about to set, and it is a busy day, Fengchuan will not go back, I am afraid that my mother will be in a hurry.

"I'll go back today."

The woman did not mention anything about the money.

On the way home, Feng Chuan had been thinking about the whereabouts of this man, and suddenly remembered that the woman said that this man had taken all the silver with him when he left, and only then did he realize that the mother and daughter could not take out the silver at all. She is not greedy for money, but she cannot live without money.

When I got home, the sun was just going down.

Aster was drying her clothes in the yard, and when she saw Feng Chuan coming back, she asked where she had gone?

"Mother, a girl came in the morning, saying that she was from the village, her father was gone, let me help find it, I saw that she was pitiful and followed."

She hurried to the side to pour water to drink, and was very thirsty one day.

Aster sighed, Fengchuan is like this, no matter what she says, she can't remember, this child is nosy and not like a young lady.

Feng Chuan yelled that he was tired, took a nest head and chewed it twice, and then returned to the house.

The breeze swept through the cracks in the roof and slipped into the house.

The old wooden house was like this, incomplete, light rain outside, heavy rain inside, wind outside, and leakage inside.

Feng Chuan was tired all day, and as soon as he leaned on the couch, he fell asleep.

On the riverside, on a bridge, a familiar figure walked by.

There was no weakness in the familiarity of those eyes.

She remembered something.

He drank the soup from that night and swayed himself as he walked past again.

For thousands of years in the world, I didn't expect this to become an eternal history.

Feng Chuan clearly saw that he was wearing a strange dress, and he was struggling to grab a sneaky man, and was stealing joy, but another man behind him used a sharp knife to insert him into the back, and she fell like this, and then went to the bridge and followed her mother-in-law

kept begging for mercy, and finally fell into the blood-colored water, and struggled for a long time before being reborn.

Feng Chuan opened his eyes, and it was still pitch black outside the window.

She remembered a qiē, and the things she had experienced were vivid, as if those pains had happened yesterday.

"I'll wait for you!"

The words kept repeating in her mind, and she remembered the story she had ever had. Although it is not so complete, it understands what exactly I am waiting for.

"Yo, woke up so early?"

Aster pushed open the door and saw Feng Chuan sitting there, but she was surprised.

She held a stack of clothes in her hand.

"Mother, what is this?"

Aster smiled: "It's cold, I made you a few clothes, I washed them yesterday, and I forgot to give them to you." ”

"What about you?"

Aster hooked her sideburns with her fingers, saying that she was not afraid of the cold.

Feng Chuan's heart ached again, the copper plate earned by his mother was not earned by helping others wash clothes day and night, thinking of this, Feng Chuan's heart was sad again.