Liu Yu had already returned to Niutou Village a few days ago, and stayed in Lujiazhuang for more than half a year, so it was reasonable to go back to honor his parents all year round. If there is any regret, it should be that the marriage with Lu Qian has not been decided, right? However, Ye Xiaoyu looked at the situation of the two of them, and estimated that next year will definitely be eight or nine.

But Lujiazhuang has completely lost the atmosphere of the New Year this year, not only no, but still gloomy, because Lu Yishou has not only not come back yet, but also has not even had any news.

The female workers in the Nanyuan workshop have all gone home for the New Year, and the others are all short-term workers.

In the huge Lujiazhuang, only Jiang Ping and Ye Xiaoyu are left, all of whom are old and weak, women and children.

It is estimated that he is afraid of affecting the feelings of the children at home, Jiang Ping is still light and light when everyone is there, and sometimes he will laugh with Lu Qian. But in private, Ye Xiaoyu passed by in front of the Beiyuan house several times, and saw her standing alone in front of the window, with a sad face, her brows became tighter and tighter, every time at this time, Ye Xiaoyu wanted to come forward to comfort, but she didn't know what method to use to explain, in fact, Lu Yishou didn't come back, and there was no news, and it was useless for others to say anything.

Lu Yishou didn't come back, and Jiang Ping wasn't in the mood. Before the New Year's goods, I casually asked Lao Wu to purchase some, and asked Uncle Geng to paste two lanterns at random and hang them at the gate, and pasted the remaining Spring Festival couplets in the warehouse last year, which can be regarded as completing the New Year's dress.

The weather was good for a year, but it rained on the two days before the New Year.

The sound of the rain, the stone pavement washed by the rain. The bare tree trunks, along with the lifeless courtyard, turned Nanyuan's qiē cold.

Ye Xiaoyu shrunk in the chair, rested her head on the table, and stared at the raindrops falling from the eaves, her head a little blank. In fact, it's not that Ye Xiaoyu doesn't want to use her brain, it's just that it's too cold, and her brain is frozen.

Because of the rainy day, Lu Qian didn't come to look for her, and Ye Xiaoyu didn't bother to travel in the rain. So they simply nested in their own houses. Idly staring at the heavy rain outside the window.

In fact, it's not idle, Lu Yishou hasn't come back yet, this should be a big deal, right? It's just that Jiang Ping has been silent about this, and Ye Xiaoyu doesn't know how to ask.

Suppress the worst fragments that keep drifting through your mind. Ye Xiaoyu began to numb herself with a daze. No, it won't. Lu Yishou was just delayed because of rain and snow or other urgent matters. have been doing business in the south for so long, and they are all on the official road, and they are protected by the dart board. How could something suddenly go wrong, it doesn't make sense.

But the more he explained himself, the clearer the fragments in his head became, as if something was happening in the distance, which really made Ye Xiaoyu no longer aimlessly stare at the rain outside the window.

Such a scene reminded Ye Xiaoyu of her father in her previous life.

When she was in elementary school, Ye Xiaoyu's father gave up his job as an "iron rice bowl" and went to the sea to do business. At that time, communication was not very developed, and Ye Xiaoyu's father was in the foreign trade business, and he often had to go to some countries in Southeast Asia to transport goods. When she came home from school one day, she found her mother looking anxious and restless, but she didn't say anything, just told Ye Xiaoyu to go upstairs to do her homework after eating as usual.

At that time, Ye Xiaoyu was still young, and she didn't think much about it, but for a few days, her mother looked like this, even if Ye Xiaoyu was simple, she felt that something was wrong. Later, she hid in the door and eavesdropped on her mother's conversation with a neighbor only to learn that the family had lost contact with her father due to the weather and the ban on travel. Although Ye Xiaoyu's father came back safely in the end, the days of waiting at home, no matter how long time passed, would be deeply imprinted on Ye Xiaoyu's memory, and it could not be erased at all, just because it was too painful and difficult.

Ye Xiaoyu really hates waiting for the future like this, just like walking in a cave where there is no light and no end in sight, a steady stream of overflowing fear and cranky thoughts, like pervasive tiny insects, which eventually corrode people's whole body.

Sometimes she would even selfishly wish she was the missing person, leaving such endless suffering behind her and letting others bear it.

The rain was still falling, and the charcoal basin in the house seemed to have no effect at all, and the cold feeling was becoming more and more obvious.

Ye Xiaoyu got up from the chair, walked to the wardrobe, took out a cotton coat and put it on, put on thickened cotton shoes, opened the umbrella, and walked out of the room.

She couldn't stand such an endless wait, and the thoughts that kept popping up in her head and the behaviors she desperately wanted to suppress made her whole body collapse. A good group of people, it is impossible to disappear out of thin air like this, no matter how ugly it is, the so-called "living to see people and dead to see corpses", you have to seek a result.

So she plans to go to Jiang Ping, and she can't care about the number of courtesies, it's already Chinese New Year's Eve, but Lu Yishou hasn't come back, whether it's horizontal or vertical, she has to give an explanation.

But Ye Xiaoyu had just walked out of the gate of Nanyuan when she bumped into Lu Qian, who was walking towards her. Both of them were holding umbrellas, and when they touched them, their whole bodies were instantly covered with rain.

"Ye Xiaoyu, I was about to go to you, my father had an accident......"

Lu Qian didn't care about patting away the water droplets on her body, grabbed one of Ye Xiaoyu's hands tightly, and said with a nervous expression.

The addition of a few dark clouds made the sky darker again.

The raindrops are dense, fall on the surface of the umbrella, and instantly bounce in all directions, making a light sound.

Feeling the chill on the soles of her feet, Ye Xiaoyu lowered her head and found that the cotton shoes she had just put on were all wet, loosely covering her feet, like a rag.

What I feared the most finally came as promised.

Lu Yishou didn't come back at the agreed time, he thought it was the reason for the heavy snow to close the road, but the official road had been unsealed for a long time but Lu Yishou was still missing, Jiang Ping was a little worried. But she couldn't think of any way, so she went to Liu Shangzhong, the lizheng of Quanxiu Village, and asked him to find a way to ask someone to inquire.

Liu Shangzhong has always been good friends with Lu Yishou, and when he heard that Lu Yishou did not come back on time, he was also anxious, so he hurriedly asked an acquaintance who was on an errand in the Yamen of Yuejing to inquire, but this inquiry took more than a month. There was no news until today, and as soon as he got the news, Liu Shangzhong immediately rushed to Lujiazhuang.

But the news is not very good.

It is true that Liu Shangzhong got the news from an acquaintance on an errand in the Yamen, but the person on the errand did not inquire about the news himself, but relied on a letter from the official checkpoint station.

In order to manage and the safety of peers, the state has set up a checkpoint at intervals on the official road, and the checkpoint is guarded by the local government to inspect pedestrians and goods.

From Quanxiu Village to the south where Lu Yishou does business, I don't know how many checkpoints I have to go through in the middle, in fact, it's nothing, anyway, the Lu family is doing legitimate business, and there are more checkpoints and a sense of security.

However, according to the content of this bulletin, it is clearly recorded that Lu Yishou and his party carried a lot of southern sea salt at the bottom of the truck, and they were seized on the spot when they crossed the checkpoint on the way back.

Daye Guo adopts a monopoly system for salt, and only the government has the right to buy and sell salt, and ordinary people smuggle smuggling smuggled salt, but the crime is punishable by cane punishment at least and capital punishment at worst, and it is not something that can be played around with at all. Therefore, although the transportation of salt is a huge profit, few traders dare to take over such a transaction.

has been in business for decades, no one knows such rules better than Lu Yishou, and the Lu family has added a new "fruit and vegetable plan" this year, and has also opened a shop in Yuejing, and there is no shortage of money, how could he take such a risk? It simply doesn't make sense.

But no matter how much Ye Xiaoyu doubted, the fact that he was caught red-handed was there, clear and clear, and Ye Xiaoyu couldn't argue anymore.

"How could Dad do such a thing, I absolutely don't believe it. There must be a mistake, will there be people with the same name and surname......"

In the lobby of Lujiazhuang, the lights were bright, and Lu Qian was about to cry in a hurry.

Everyone gathered in the lobby, just like last year's Chinese New Year, but the lack of a road guard, things and people are terrible.

"I agree with Qianqian's opinion, the eldest brother is so rigid, he will never do such a thing, he doesn't have the courage at all."

Lu Meijiao leaned back in the chair, leaned forward slightly, and said loudly.

"Shang Zhong, will you make a mistake?"

Seeing that Liu Shangzhong also had a gloomy face, Lu Meijiao added again.

The three of them grew up together since childhood, and they usually call him by his first name.

"I've also doubted these, but the description of the household registration information on the express is indeed exactly the same as one hand, you see, I'm afraid that I will look at the flowers myself, so I deliberately copied a copy."

Liu Shangzhong said, took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his arms, carefully spread it out, and handed it to Lu Meijiao, because he knew that Jiang Ping was illiterate, so he didn't do anything more.

"I'll see—"

Lu Qian snatched the paper from Lu Meijiao's hand, brought it to his face, and looked at it seriously.

Ye Xiaoyu also leaned his face over, and the content written on it, whether it was household registration information, age or appearance, or the number of personnel, was highly consistent with Lu Yishou's merchant team.

In fact, you don't need to look at the back at all, just the Quanxiu Village on the household registration information, you can make it clear that the person is the one who guards the road, everyone has to continue to look down, and they are just deceiving themselves with a trace of luck.

How so?

Everything else is easy to do, but it has something to do with the government, and Ye Xiaoyu doesn't know where the clue is to solve this matter.

Qing Lang leaned against a pillar in the corner of the lobby, not participating in the discussion, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing him, Ye Xiaoyu has a way, uh, it's barely a way.

Qinglang is not very popular with Princess Linghuan, and Princess Lingwan is a royal nobleman above 10,000 people under the Daye Country, as long as she opens her mouth, things can become much easier.

But that princess's temper is so weird, Ye Xiaoyu is not sure if she still likes Qinglang so much now, and is willing to open such a mouth for him. (To be continued......)