Chapter Ninety-Five: Aftertaste

"Otherwise, I will go to the suburbs of Beijing immediately to take a look, and if I don't see anyone, I will go directly to the government to report the case. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Shen Rihui didn't dare to delay, finished tying the buckle and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Shen Yueran walking towards this side in a colorful manner.

"Big brother, where are you going so early, do you want to send Chong'er to the school?" She smiled as if nothing had happened.

Shen Rihui couldn't help but be stunned.

"Y-When did you come back?" When they came back last night, it was pitch black, and he thought she was still playing outside, so he closed the door and kept an eye out for movement outside it. This morning, there was no one to be seen, and she was not good, but unexpectedly, she came from her room vividly.

Shen Yueran said, "I came back last night before the end of the night, when the door was not locked, and I only felt tired and panicked when I came back, so I went to lie on the couch for a while, and wanted to wait for my brother and sister-in-law to come out and speak, but unexpectedly, this lie fell asleep deeply, and I slept until dawn." ā€

Speaking of this, she looked ashamed, "Did my brother leave a door for Yue'er for a night?" It was Yue'er's negligence that worried her brother and sister-in-law. ā€

At this time, Wu Zhaorong heard the sound, put on a coat, poked his head out of the room, and looked Shen Yueran up and down.

Shen Rihui saw that Shen Yueran was safe and sound, so he was relieved.

"I see, it seems to be a misunderstanding. When you were asleep in your room, I thought you hadn't come back yet, and blamed me, and you should just take a look. Good, good, it's okay if people are okay, it's okay if it's okay. He smiled heartily.

Shen Yueran owed, "Before leaving, there was a fork, which made my brother and sister-in-law bother, it was all Yue'er's fault, and Yue'er made amends again." ā€

"This is ......" Shen Rihui probably wanted to open his mouth to stay, but Wu Zhaorong on the side squinted his eyes and said, "Tsk, this is leaving?" ā€

"Yes, Yue'er, stay two more days." Shen Rihui took over.

Shen Yueran bowed again, "No, I have been bothering my brother and sister-in-law for a long time, but now that I have seen this lamp, and the excitement has passed, it is time to go." ā€

Wu Zhaorong walked out of the room, glanced at Shen Rihui, and then said to Shen Yueran, "I mean, you are leaving, shouldn't you explain what happened last night?" ā€

Only then did Shen Yueran think of Sheng Mingyao.

"Did you give Boss Sheng a face last night?" Wu Zhaorong said with a black face.

"Even if you don't get along, you're a nobleman, you have such a bad relationship, how will my sister-in-law interact with people in the future?" The more she talked, the angrier she became.

Shen Yueran said repeatedly, "Sister-in-law, don't misunderstand, Yueran doesn't know how Boss Sheng said to her sister-in-law." Last night I talked to Boss Sheng about a riddle, and then because there were too many people, there was no conflict, why not give a face? ā€

Wu Zhaorong didn't believe it.

If it weren't for the conflict, how could Boss Sheng be so annoyed that his face was red.

"Talking about lantern riddles? What lantern riddle did you say? She asked.

Shen Yueran, "It's an anagram, three buffaloes are lined up in turn, and the fields are fighting for the head." ā€

Wu Zhaorong frowned, and Shen Rihui stretched out his hand to gesture in the palm of his hand.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he scolded, "Dead girl, scourge essence, dare to say that you didn't give a face, this is worse than a face!" ā€

Seeing that Wu Zhaorong was about to run away, Shen Yueran shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue, and ran out of the door with a puff of smoke.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, for your trouble, let Yue'er ask for more blessings in the future, haha."

Her cheerful laughter echoed in the morning light, and even the birds perched on the branches echoed and chirped.

Seeing that the two sisters-in-law scolded and ran away, Shen Rihui pulled down Wu Zhaorong.

"Lady, what is this word, are you angry like this?" He asked.

Wu Zhaorong stomped his feet and twisted his hands into Shen Rihui's face.

"Oil, it's an oil word, your sister is saying that Boss Sheng is an oily face!" She poured all her anger on Shen Rihui's face.

"Oh, oh, yo, yo, haha, lady, light, ......"

******

Unlike the Wu family's chickens and eggs, the Wei Mansion is much quieter.

"Yi'er, Yunru was dressed up pretty last night, wasn't she?"

Liu Huilin heard that Jia Ding came to report that Wei Yi only returned home when he was ugly last night, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

As soon as she saw the dawn, she rushed to Yanruo Pavilion, borrowed the name of sending breakfast, gossiped homely, and wanted to poke out a thing or two from Wei Yi's mouth.

Wei Yi lowered his head and drank porridge, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

It's very beautiful.

A smile is full of shyness, and every gesture is full of tenderness.

Especially last night in the mortuary room, he was obviously scared to death, but he pretended to be calm and casually, which made him laugh.

Liu Huilin was overjoyed when she saw Wei Yi's eyebrows and eyes.

She leaned over and asked, "What did you and the two of you talk about last night in the middle of the night?" ā€

Wei Yi picked up a piece of shortbread and put it in his mouth, only laughing silently.

Talked a lot......

"You have to listen and follow me silently in your heart." She blindfolded her eyes with a brocade papa, raised her chin slightly, and looked solemn.

He tightened the corners of his mouth, picked up the scalpel, and followed her example, also showing a solemn face, "Okay." ā€

"Do not be afraid, O son of the unjustly killed, for your soul has ascended to heaven and will enjoy the bliss of bliss, and whatever test your flesh may undergo, it will be for the purpose of finding out the one who has harmed you. Don't panic about the unjustly killed, as long as it is the evidence you left on the body, I will carefully find it and verify it carefully, so that the person who harmed you will not be at large for too long. If I don't hurt you, your grievances will not be revealed. Don't worry, even though I cut your belly and cut your flesh, the person who harmed you will immediately show his original form. Don't hate the unjustly killed, with my seven-broken detective, within seven days, the person who harmed you will be arrested......"

He knew that he should be serious with the scalpel in his hand at this time, but listening to her chatter in his ears, he couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud.

"What's wrong?" She was a little dissatisfied, and pouted under the small mouth of Jinpa, "I don't know how to recite poems and speak in chapters, but these words are all the truth." ā€

He laughed, "That's a good point." ā€

In fact, he understood everything she said, but he couldn't completely relax and face the dead lying in the morgue without any emotion, so he felt nausea and even vomiting, but now with her by his side, it was different. First, he felt very relieved, and second, her muttering like a mantra also made him completely abandon the obsession in his heart.

He remembered something and asked, "Do you know my name?" ā€

remembered that the two had known each other for a long time, and it seemed that they had not really understood each other.

She smiled playfully, "Of course, if you are in the capital, no one knows who doesn't know, as soon as I entered the suburbs of Beijing, I heard Mr. Storyteller say ......."

She suddenly stopped, and her little face turned red. (To be continued.) )