Zheng Chao put his body on the guardrail on the second floor of the teahouse, and when he waved at Qin Ran, he was so excited that he almost fell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because most of Zheng's body was in the air, blocking the people behind him, a few people in Luo Ji's cloakroom didn't see anyone else, only to see the joy on his face that was difficult to describe in words, he looked at Qin Ran's eyes as if he had been separated for a long time, and there were tears flashing in his eyes.

"Zheng County Order, something is wrong..."The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Qin Xiaowu said in Qin Ran's ear.

is obviously his daughter, why does Qin Xiaowu think that Zheng Chao is like her own father?

"Panic! Is the county order evil? Lu Han lightly touched Qin Ran with his elbow and whispered. Sister, hurry back and pretend you didn't hear it, don't pay attention to him. ”

"Well, great idea!" After speaking, Qin Xiaowu and Lu Han pulled Qin Ran's arm left and right, and carried her around and poured back into the cloakshop.

At the same moment, Zheng Chao on the other side of the teahouse dropped his jaw in shock, and they actually pretended not to see him?!

"Hmph, I don't believe you can't see me." Zheng Chao gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly, shouting so that the whole teahouse could hear it. "Qin Zhutou, you come over to me."

Half an hour later, the teahouse.

"Song Yushi, if there is an urgent matter in Xiaguan's family, let Qin Zhutou accompany you." Zheng Chao smiled and squinted, like a thousand-year-old fox in the deep mountains and old forests.

Regardless of Qin Ran, who had a cold face, Zheng Chao looked at Song Tianxian who was smiling, and thought that he had done a good job, so he withdrew after speaking.

……

The seven-day holiday on Chinese New Year's Eve of the Tang Dynasty, Chinese New Year's Eve and the first three days, from the first day to the third day of the new year, the streets are full of people, shouting and cheering, from the street to the end of the street, children playing and playing, kicking the shuttlecock on the street corner, singing songs in their mouths.

"Twenty-five to make tofu, twenty-six to cut New Year's meat."

"Twenty-seven slaughtered roosters, twenty-eight handfuls of dough hair."

"Twenty-nine steamed steamed buns, thirty children stay up at night for one night."

"Visit relatives and friends on the first day of the new year, and worship ancestors on the second day of the new year."

"I went to the temple fair on the third and fourth days of the junior high school, and walked on the street on the fifteenth night."

Contrary to the lively atmosphere, Qin Ran and Song Tian walked one after the other, each remaining silent.

Qin Ran thought that accompanying him didn't mean that she had to talk, and she felt that she had nothing to say with him except for the things on the case, and two days after Pang Hu's death, Li Ming and Ji You returned to Furong City from Huichuan to deal with some follow-up events, and the two rushed back to Chang'an together.

Only Song Tianxian was left, and he was alone.

Words like 'why don't you go home', Qin Ran didn't have to think about it, and he didn't need to ask.

I heard that he stayed in Chang'an for a year, and since then, he has never returned home.

Suddenly thought that when she picked up Lu Han, he didn't have any memory in his mind, and he didn't even know if he had a home, compared to Song Tianxian, who couldn't go back to his home, the latter suffered even more.

"Song Yushi." Qin Ran stood still, wanting to find something to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a case. "Have you cracked the meaning of the numbers on the ceiling of Panghu's cell?"

When Pang Hu died, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were fixed on the zenith, they looked at it for a long time, and finally found a row of very small words in the corner, carefully identified them, and identified them as several numbers, and the person who carved the numbers was the murderer except Pang Hu.

"Qin Zhutou, what do you think?" Seeing her stop and wait for him, Song Tianxian smiled and took two steps forward and stood beside her.

"Numbers should be a logical relationship, simple points, such as dates, hours, etc., complex points, numbers represent a set of logical meanings obtained by addition and subtraction operations or reversal and translation, that is, the true meaning that the murderer wants to convey, unclear means that he does not want everyone to know, he just wants to tell someone."

"So...", with deep meaning, Song Tianxian took another half a step.

"I've tried to do the math several times, and if the number is a stroke number, the answer might be – are you ready?" Qin Ran couldn't understand the meaning that the murderer wanted to express, although he had no head or brain, the hidden meaning was self-evident.

"Qin Hunt, today is Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Huh?" Inexplicably, he said something unrelated, Qin Ran was at a loss, and listened to him continue.

"Tomorrow will be 'Yuanzheng', at the beginning of the new year, Yuanzheng has the meaning of removing the old and making the new, and everything starts over."

"He means tomorrow's business, tomorrow's talk?" But it was obviously a few days ago, why not finish this year?

"Qin Zhutou, since you are with me, please complete the task well."

Qin Ran flew to the eye knife, who was willing to take on this task?

Qin Ran's obvious expression of reluctance to cooperate and resolute refusal to complete the task fell in his eyes, which made him smile even more, she was so unpretentious, which made him feel very real, she said yes, said no, she didn't have so many eyes to guard against.

When others saw her as cold as ice, he saw that she was warm and comfortable.

"When I left home, it was Chinese New Year's Eve." Qin Ran was silent, and Song Tianxuan continued.

"You don't know to leave after Chinese New Year's Eve?" Qin Ran didn't say this sentence, and instead said the latter sentence. "How long?"

Song Tianxian smiled and stretched out five fingers, plain and white, with distinct bone joints, and shook them in front of her eyes.

"Have you got a wife?" As soon as her eyes rolled, a very important thing jumped out of her brain, and Qin Ran blurted out.

"In Qin's opinion, it's time for me to marry a wife?"

"No wonder." Qin Ran suddenly realized, nodded as she walked, looked at him, and suddenly felt like a fellow person, otherwise, she would also learn from Song Tiandian to play for a few years and disappear, right?

"What?"

"No wonder you don't go home because of forced marriage, right? I've heard that you've put your unmarried lady and family in prison, but you don't want to marry someone, and you won't... Alas, you are so old that you don't even have a daughter-in-law! ”

Song Tianxian really wanted to pry open her brain and take a look, how could she deduce the matter of forced marriage?

Thinking of the 'logic' explanation that Qin Ran said just now, Qin Ran's thinking is really called divine logic!

"It's okay, the vulgar thing of getting married is not for you." Thinking that Song Tianxian was embarrassed, she comforted.

"Vulgar? Why doesn't it work for me? ”

"Huh... Fit fit, fit if you want fit. ”

The two stopped talking, there was silence again, one was expressionless, the other had a black face, and the two walked out of the narrow alley to a fork in the road, the left side of the fork led to the inn where Song Tianyan temporarily lived, and the right side was the direction of the Qin family's wine shop.

"I'm going back." After speaking, Qin Ran left.

"Qin catches the head."

Qin Ran turned around, his calm eyes were stained with a layer of customary frost, glanced at him, and let him say something quickly, he was even more verbose than the Zhao family!

"The inn is cold, like an ice cellar, and everything you eat is tasteless." Pursing his lips slightly, Song Tianxian was still smiling, but there was a trace of bitterness hidden in that smile, and his magnetic voice sounded, as if he had a cold, slightly hoarse.

Qin Ran frowned unconsciously when she saw him standing in place, standing alone, hanging from each other, and being so lonely as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"Come with me." Scratching his head, Qin Ran turned around after speaking.

"To your house?" Song Tian didn't hesitate for half a minute, followed her, leaned down, and repeated in her ear.

"Nonsense." The warm breath brushed his ears, Qin Ran felt goosebumps all over his body, and immediately took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Song Tian was silent for a moment, only smiling.

"Eh, can you stop laughing?" Seeing him laughing, Qin Ran's heart swelled with an indescribable feeling, which was very strange.

Why didn't he go to her house for a meal, why did he laugh so obscenely?

He eats like a cat, and there is not much more than him, and he is so happy that he is like picking up ten thousand taels of gold?