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Everyone hurriedly walked to the backyard, and when something like this happened, the previous thief and dirty seemed to have become a joke, not worth mentioning. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info mother was supported by Han's mother, and she took the lead in the forefront, and my sister and I followed closely behind, not daring to slack off. Along the way, I thought sadly, my grandmother passed away, the family was in chaos, and everyone was arguing for family property to the point that human life was at stake. Who is doing this?

In the chaotic footsteps, my body was suddenly grabbed, and my sister Canghuang's arm dragged my cuffs, firmly blocking in front of me: "Listen to my sister, don't look at it!" Go back to the embroidery building and stay. ”

I was afraid of the dead, but I was blocked by my sister like this, and the strong pretense and composure I had put on before collapsed instantly, and in the backyard, the women's screams were like the last catalyst, which finally made me tremble, screaming and throwing myself into my sister's arms, crying bitterly.

It must have been a bloody scene, just by listening to the screams of others. The mother retreated in a panic, leaning on Han's mother's arms to stand firmly, and even Mu Bo, who was used to seeing the wind and waves, couldn't help but shake his head in shock, sighed and told the bold little guy to deal with the aftermath.

My sister patted me on the head and coaxed me like an hour: "Ah Zhao is good, Ah Zhao is not afraid, Ah Zhao has a sister here." After a while, my sister changed her tone again, and she actually cried in a panic: "That year, Cheng Yun was also like this, lying lifeless in front of me, the blood had dried up and turned into a black ......"

I listened, my body began to tremble uncontrollably, thinking that I was hallucinating, and sure enough, after a while, my sister began to touch my head gently, and muttered: "Ah Zhao is good, Ah Zhao is not afraid, Ah Zhao has a sister in ......"

Sister! My heart suddenly felt like I was stabbed by a long needle, the sister who has loved me since I was 8 years old, her heart turned out to be so bitter. The tragic death of Brother Chengyun has become an indelible pain in her heart!

Tears slipped from the top of his head, salty, mixed with the crisp aroma of olay, and turned into a bitter and obscure unknown liquid. I hugged my sister tighter and tighter, for fear that if I was not careful, I would lose my beloved relatives in vain.

It turns out that the so-called flowers are brocade and fire cooking oil, but under the appearance of forced clothing, a little more sorrow and joy can be disillusioned. At that time, it was as if the plaque hanging high in the west hall had been smashed and shook a few times, and finally smashed down with the departure of my grandmother, and it was no longer complete. Then there is the purple and red blooming all over the place, as if it is all paid to the broken well.

When Laifu's family heard about him, they fell into the hall and wept uncontrollably, and the cry stretched in the halls of all directions, large and small, with the cold autumn day outside the eaves, which was even more shocking, and my father returned home in this barren misery.

The mother grabbed the straw like a floating tourist, and no longer maintained the demeanor of the old mother, and threw herself into the arms of the father and cried bitterly. At that moment, I realized that the original Chaofei twilight roll, Yunxia Cuixuan, are nothing more than the Shaoguang cheapness that Jinping people see. I suddenly wanted to see Gu Shaoqing, and I wanted to lean into his warm arms and ask him what should our family do?

The father comforted the mother, and as everyone went to deal with the aftermath of Laifu, they decided to go to the police station to report to the police and thoroughly investigate the whole thing. The two suspected servants were locked up and awaiting questioning by the detectives. I returned to the embroidery building tiredly, and for the first time began to wait indefinitely and miss the arrival of a person.

The moonlight rose in the evening, and I vaguely heard the voice of Han's mother Mubo talking in the corridor when she came back from the police station, and I was burned in a daze, my throat was dry, and I felt uncomfortable. Now there are a series of accidents in the family, and they are dead, and they have long been out of order. So when Gu Shaoqing appeared in front of my bed in a black night suit, I only thought it was a hallucination of myself at first, until warm water flowed from my mouth,

A deep, nice voice rang in my ears, and I knew he was finally here.

"How did you make such a mess of yourself?"

I smiled, and suddenly remembered the second time I met in Qin Huai, I said that he was so enthusiastic about the girl he knew rashly, and when he listened, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled together, and he was alive with a jade-faced Yama in the mouth of Mother Yang. Until now, I myself have been like a lady in a legendary novel who meets her lover, greedily staring at the eyebrows of the person in front of me, infinitely happy.

"Senior brother, I miss you."

Gu Shaoqing listened, shook his hand holding the teacup, and almost spilled the water in the cup. He looked down at me, wondering if he had misheard.

I giggled, my voice was like a violin that broke the wind, hoarse and weak, but there was the happiness of a successful plan. This is what we have often encountered in the past three months, and now it is only a little more than half a month, and everything seems so different.

"Laifu, the porter of the family, died, and was stabbed to death from behind." I reached out and wrapped my arms around him, my heart still relieved from the panic of the morning.

"I came from the police station, and someone came to my father in the afternoon to say that there was a murder in your family, and they were discussing countermeasures. I went back yesterday to check, and the news was not leaked by him, and there are other people who want to harm your family. Don't worry, sleep obediently, and leave the work of using your brain to me. ”

Gu Shaoqing said, hugging me a little tighter.

"I'm dizzy right now, and I can't think of any feasible plan. It's just that Laifu died unjustly, his family cried miserably, and we were also sad. So, you must help me analyze and analyze, who is the murderer? ”

Gu Shaoqing kissed the top of my hair and whispered, "I just said that I would worry about it, and I forgot about it again?" Don't worry, I would also like to know who kills innocents indiscriminately. ”

I was relieved and remembered another thing, but I didn't dare to speak: "Senior brother, you ...... You can...... Can you not go? I'm scared. ”

"You forgot, yesterday the woman said that she wanted to find out about our relationship, and I am showing up at your house now, isn't it just the right time to give her a chance to slander you? Don't worry, I watched you sleep, and when you wake up, you'll see me tomorrow. I'll take you out in the name of the teacher. Gu Shaoqing said, carefully and gently pulled the cashmere blanket and covered my body.

After listening to his words, I finally settled down. In an instant, the sleepiness that had been in my heart for a long time finally couldn't bear the torment and fell into a deep sleep. Outside the window, the jade-colored moonlight shines on the window rails of every household, large and small, and you can't feel the touch of joy and sorrow in the world, but the blood that drops in the heart is faint, but the moonlight is cold to the tip of people's hearts...... Let every child who is intoxicated by the moonlight and can't extricate himself is confused by its uncertain round and unstable pace and blurred mind. The night is getting longer and longer......

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