The flat facial features were tensed together, like a hounds on the street, and they smelled a hint of something unusual.

"Who the hell are you?" Qu Da Niu asked.

"I ......"

For a while, Fu Muhibiscus couldn't find any good excuse to prevaricate, and hail gradually fell in the sky, and the snow-white Xiaoice smashed the old hen in the chicken coop to fly around and gurgle.

"I want two eggs, my father-in-law likes to eat eggs."

"Your father-in-law?" Qu Daniu frowned, didn't his aunt say that this is the new daughter-in-law she found for her younger brother?

"Yes, we live next door to you." Fu Mujin pointed to the hole in the wall, but his eyebrows couldn't help but aim in the direction of the firewood room.

Qu Da Niu looked at Fu Mu Hibiscus, stupid, it is estimated that his aunt came by fooling him, and after carrying Qu Xiao Niu into the house, he took three eggs in the chicken coop and stuffed them into Fu Mu Hibiscus's hands, urging him to leave.

"Alright, let's go."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Fu Mujin was already soaking wet, so he took the three eggs in his arms and slowly walked away.

Suddenly, a round, pink head popped out of a hole in the wall.

She held an umbrella and pretended to be fierce and said, "Stinky woman! Lao Tzu took a nap, didn't cook the rice, ran to where the hell, how did this wall get like this? ”

Fu Muhibi was stunned, turned back in surprise, the two looked at each other, Shun Hua held a broken umbrella, and raised his eyebrows mischievously.

"Yes, lady, I'll go back."

He immediately smiled, took small steps, and ran back.

Shunhua tilted his head, and said in his heart: This little fool can just come from here, and he deliberately went around in a circle and came in through the door, stupid.

A strong gaze was cast from the side.

She turned slightly, and Qu Da Niu stood under the roof, looking at herself with a very strange gaze.

The person Yan Shunhua has met can be described as the sand of the Ganges, but she can't understand the person in front of her.

There seems to be a lot of faith and secret hidden in his eyes, Qu Da Niu... Does it have anything to do with the case of the moat woman's corpse?

Now, I have to find a way to mend the wall, or I will sleep at night and panic.

*

The rain outside was dripping down, Yan Shunhua squatted in front of the stove, constantly adding new firewood, and the fire reflected on her face, warm and hot.

However, the soaked clothes were still on her body, and the cold was so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

Fu Mujian, who had just changed his wet clothes, was shirtless, turned around and asked, "Brother Yan, don't you change?" ”

Hearing this, the round shoulders shook.

Yes? How to change clothes now?

"I, I, I, I... It's okay, it's okay, don't worry. Shun Hua was so cold that his teeth began to chatter, and he held his arms and kept shivering.

"You're cold like this, if you don't change your clothes, the cold evil will invade, and you'll get sick."

His voice was clear and seductive, and the room was quiet, and Fu Mujian's voice seemed to linger in her ears, so hot that the roots of her ears were hot.

"Don't, leave me alone, you can change it quickly, so as not to catch a cold."

After trying to persuade him to no avail, Fu Mujin had no choice but to nod his eyes.

"Okay."

In order to resist the temptation, she hurriedly turned around, picked up the burning stick, and pretended to pick up firewood.

It's okay not to turn around, but it's hard to turn around.

What's the shadow on this wall?!

Groundhog screamed inside her again.

Fu Mujin's shirtless and clothed shadow swayed on the wall, the line from the shoulder blade to the waist was unobstructed, and the biceps of the arm, oh my God, he was in such a good figure.

She covered her mouth and nose to stop the nosebleed.

Fuxin asked: Yan Shunhua, you should be angry.

You're the best lady of a famous family, look at you like that, as if you've never seen muscles in your life.

She covered her red face with her hands, and the thunder roared outside the door.

Suddenly, a burning smell permeated the tip of her nose, and she looked down to see that her clothes were burned.

Shunhua was shocked and stretched out her hand to shoot, but Fu Mujian pressed her hand, waved her sleeves, and the fire was extinguished.

He looked down at her, as if he had pressed her to the corner, looked at the flustered round eyes, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "Today is an accident, Fu is not a broken sleeve, Brother Yan can rest assured that he has a wide coat." ”

She nodded slightly, not daring to look at him, and the blushing ear touched his long hair slightly.

He let go of his hand, turned around and picked up the burning stick, and watched the fire for her.

Yan Shunhua's heart is churning violently, what has she just experienced?

Don't be like that, she's the one who swore a poisonous oath.

Teasing her like this, and letting people not live.

"I, I'll go next door to change."

Before the words were finished, the shy little chubby girl rushed out of the kitchen, leaving Fu Mujian to look down at the fire.

He looked at the three boiled eggs in the bowl and smiled.

Thinking of my panicked appearance in the rain today, I am a little shy.

At that time, I really couldn't think of any good excuses, so I had the cheekiness to ask others for eggs.

'I want two eggs, my husband likes to eat eggs. ’

My father-in-law... He lowered his head, his face was shy, a manly man, how could he say the word Xianggong so smoothly, if he let Yidao listen to it, he would definitely mock him.

After a while, Shunhua, who had changed his clothes, hurriedly ran over, lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the rice was almost paste, and the rice sticking to the edge of the pot was burnt.

Fu Mujin stood up a little embarrassed and apologized: "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, I was thinking about things just now, and I was in a trance." ”

"It's okay, the rice is paste, let's change the way of eating."

"Another way to eat?"

Shunhua put the pasted rice, put it alone, put it on the cutting board, and cut it into small cubes. Add oil to the pot, burnt the rice, fry it, add sugar, soy sauce, chopped green onion, and finally sprinkle with sesame seeds.

A plate of crispy and refreshing sesame pot was served in Shunhua's hand.

"How's that, it's not bad, right?" Shunhua said proudly.

"In just a few days, I was able to make a dish, and Brother Yan made rapid progress." Fu Mujin praised with admiration.

"That's nature, let's eat."

The crispy pot is eaten with soft rice, which can be regarded as a unique flavor.

Ordinary people eat at most nagging, and their family...

"The deceased had been dead for more than two months, with burns on the right side of his face, a dent in the back of his head, uneven nails, broken calf bones, and a fatal wound on his neck."

Shunhua picked up a piece of charred pot.

"Based on the injuries suggested, the deceased was disfigured, had received a blow to the back of the head, and his fingernails were not aligned, most likely due to the struggle of the victim." Fu Mujin analyzed reasonably.

Shunhua shook his head, seeing something else.

"Not necessarily, her calf bone was broken, and the deceased probably tried to escape, but was eventually caught, and her nails may have been damaged at that time."

Fu disagreed. Fu Mujin put down his chopsticks.

Shunhua raised his eyebrows lightly and teased: "Okay, Xianggong will listen to what the lady has to say." ”

"If the damaged nail is the result of a struggle before death, then the murderer must have scratches left by the deceased's struggle, and if the scratches are found, the murderer will be found."

Hearing this, Shunhua raised her eyebrows mischievously, "Lady, it's better for Xianggong to advise you not to think about it over there." ”

"Why?" Fu Mujin was puzzled.

Could it be that Brother Yan is angry?