When Ai Qiaoqiao went back, there was still silence in the courtyard of the Ai family.

The people in the house were sleeping very deeply, Zhang Wu helped her climb over the courtyard wall from the outside, she went back to the ear room, and quietly woke up her mother.

"Hurry up, eat while it's hot." She whispered.

The aroma of barbecue meat was permeating the room, which somewhat made Ai Qiaoqiao's heart flutter.

Lan Linyan slept in a daze, and when she opened her eyes and saw the barbecue in her daughter's hand, she muttered: "You girl, went out with your father to make a small stove again?" ”

Ai Qiaoqiao heard that her nose was sour, and she replied vaguely, "This is for you, get up and eat it quickly." ”

Lan sat up, took the roast wrapped in leaves, and took a bite, "Huh? Why isn't it the smell that your father made. ”

Ai Qiaoqiao lowered her head and her eyes were red.

Even though her mother became unconscious, she never forgot the taste of every dish her father cooked.

Whether it came from his hand or not, she could taste it at once.

"Eat it, I baked it." Ai Qiaoqiao prevaricated.

Lan stopped eating a few bites and stuffed the meat under the pillow.

Ai Qiaoqiao snatched it over, "Mother, what are you doing here?" ”

"Save it for tomorrow." Lan whispered, "When you're hungry tomorrow, I'll bring you a cushion for your stomach." ”

"Mother, I'm already full, I'll talk about tomorrow tomorrow, you eat it first." Ai Qiaoqiao forced her mother to eat another large piece.

Lan wanted to leave a part of the barbecue several times, but Ai Qiaoqiao refused, Xu was really hungry, and finally Lan ate a whole piece.

Ai Qiaoqiao looked at her mother's gobbling up food, and she was very distressed.

If my father was here, I might not be sad to see my mother being scolded like this.

"Mother...... How did you marry my dad in the first place? "The devil sent the gods," she asked.

Lan tilted his head and suddenly smiled, his smile as shy as a girl's.

"At the beginning, he was still a cook, our family held a banquet, he came to cook, and my mother fell in love with him at a glance......"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Ai Qiaoqiao chuckled in her heart.

She had never heard her mother talk about her mother's affairs, and this was the first time.

And listening to the meaning of this, her mother's maiden status is obviously higher than her father's.

"And then?" Ai Qiaoqiao said tentatively, "Your family has agreed to your marriage?" ”

Lan shook his head, with a blank look in his eyes, "They don't understand your father's goodness, saying that we are not compatible, but I know that there is no better man than him in this world, and he is serious when cooking...... My mother will never forget it for the rest of her life...... The dishes he cooks, my mother is willing to eat for the rest of her life...... But how could he ...... Why didn't you come and pick us up......"

As he spoke, Lan began to cry.

Ai Qiaoqiao also shed tears when she said it, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, and she had to comfort her mother, for fear that there would be any movement here to be heard by the upper room.

finally put her mother to sleep, but Ai Qiaoqiao sat there and was stunned.

She untied the purse around her neck and unfolded it by the moon outside.

There was a small oiled paper bag in the purse, as well as a purple jade ring.

The ring had been left to her by Nightfall, and she put it aside first, then carefully opened the oiled paper bag layer by layer.

The innermost layer of the oiled paper bag was wrapped in half a piece of paper, with faint handwriting on it, and the paper was stained with red marks.

Every time he held this thing, Ai Qiaoqiao's blood seemed to be boiling.

This is the half of the paper that her father, Ai Jinghong, was holding in his hand when he fell in a pool of blood with several knives in his body.

It is also the only clue that she can find the murderer.