Su Xianrong took Rong Ruilong's hand and said, "Let's go ask the others, you see that this old woman is probably old, her eyes are spent, and her ears are deaf, she can't hear or see, how can she answer your question?" ”

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong just turned around, and before they left, they only heard a voice behind them and said, "Girl, you don't have to say such vicious words to provoke me, an old woman. My wife is 60 and 5 years old this year, but I am not dazzled, my ears are not deaf, and my legs and feet are sharper than those of ordinary young people. Don't you just want to ask about the situation of that jade-faced scholar Guo Fei? ”

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong turned around at the same time and looked at the old lady in surprise.

Su Xianrong apologized: "The old grandmother not only has good eyes and ears, but even the old grandmother's head is smarter than those young people, and the younger generation apologizes to the old grandmother here." ”

The old lady opened her two eyes that were deeply sunken in her sockets, her lips moved, and she said, "A girl's mouth, when sweet, can euthanize a person to death, but when it is vicious, it can kill a person." ”

Song Ruilong smiled and said, "Grandma is really good at laughing." Presumably, when this jade-faced scholar Guo Fei was here, he often listened to your old man laugh at him, right? ”

Song Ruilong quickly brought the topic to the point.

The old lady did not speak, but slowly stretched a withered right hand into her arms.

Song Ruilong didn't know what the old lady wanted to do, so he had an extra mind in advance, if he found that the old lady was not good for them, he would pull Su Xianrong to a safe place at any time.

Song Ruilong's heart hung all the time until the old lady took her hand out of her arms.

She had one more thing in her hand, a scroll of paintings.

The old lady handed the painting to Su Xianrong and said, "Girl, please see, this is a painting painted by the jade-faced scholar Guo Fei to me, the old woman." ”

Su Xianrong slowly opened the painting, and when he looked at it, he saw that the person in the painting was really the old woman in front of them.

The old woman seemed to be very intoxicated, and said, "At that time, I was sitting on this stone, and I was holding this current crutch in my arms. Guo Fei sat across from me, he painted very seriously, probably he painted a cup of tea, and he painted me, an old woman. Others say that this is the most precious gift Guo Fei gave me. Therefore, I have always carried it with me, and even if I die, I will bring this painting to me. ”

Su Xianrong looked at the painting carefully and said: "This Guo Fei's painting can be said to be superb, it can paint every movement of the grandmother vividly, it is really like a real person." I was a little tempted to ask him to draw a picture for me. ”

The old woman sighed, "It's just a pity that he can't paint anymore." ”

Su Xianrong asked strangely: "Why can't he paint anymore?" ”

The old woman said, "Because he was burned to death by the fire." ”

Su Xianrong said nervously: "Did the old grandmother see Guo Fei's body?" “

The old woman shook her head and said, "Such a big fire burned for a whole night, and even the iron beaten people burned to ashes." Moreover, that night, the man who burned the house seemed to have brought a lot of lard, and when he burned it, he asked, as if hundreds of pigs had been burned to death. The houses in the neighborhood have all burned down, if the officials hadn't come early and saved the fire in time, my old woman's life would have been reimbursed. ”

The old lady pulled up the sleeve of her right hand and let Su Xianrong look at it: "Girl, please look, this arm of mine was burned by the fire, old woman." ”

Su Xianrong took a look, and saw that the old lady's arm had shrunk, and it was blackened as if it was charcoal, and said, "Grandma, I saw it, those people are really ruthless, but I don't know why those people burned Guo Fei's house?" ”

The old lady retracted her hand and said, "Guo Fei is indeed very talented, very handsome and handsome, looks like a big girl, speaks very gently, and has a voice that can attract girls. I, an old woman, only hate that I was born too early, otherwise, I would have liked Guo Fei. Guo Fei's talent is not to be said, but Guo Fei has a stinky problem, that is, his self-control ability is too poor, once a beautiful woman throws himself into his arms, he doesn't care if you are a princess or a young lady, as long as he likes it, he dares to sleep. ”

The old lady spoke very slowly, and finally paused, Su Xianrong thought that he was finished, but who knows, she popped out of her mouth a few more words, and continued: "He is the kind of person who never cares about the consequences. ”

Song Ruilong actually has a very high expectation for this Guo Fei, he really wants to meet this Guo Fei, even if it is not to solve the case, he also wants to see this dashing and merciful son.

Su Xianrong said: "If he does things recklessly, it will definitely bring him a lot of trouble, right?" ”

The old lady shook her head and said, "If you want to talk about trouble, he has encountered a lot, but as long as he smiles at those women, those women who have been taken advantage of by Guo Fei will immediately give up their resentment." Also, many women in the boudoir to be married are willing to get along with Guo Fei, so there is no big trouble at all, and those who are in trouble will only be the parents of those young ladies to be married. ”

Su Xianrong asked a little strangely: "Wouldn't he have a relationship with a woman who already has a family..."

When Su Xianrong asked this, her face turned red, and the old lady's eyes didn't blink, and she said, "There is a personal relationship, right?" It seems that the girl hasn't married yet, right? Your face turned red. ”

Su Xianrong immediately covered his right cheek with his hand and said, "How can there be?" I'm afraid it's too hot. ”

When the old lady laughed, her face seemed to be full of ravines, and there was no beauty at all, Song Ruilong actually thought: "A girl like Rongrong who looks like a fairy, when she is sixty or seventy years old, will she be as ugly as the old woman in front of her?" ”

The old lady sighed, "When people are old, all good memories are gone." Like when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, it could be said that I was the most beautiful woman in Ping'an County, and people who proposed marriage every day could step on the threshold several times. ”

"Hey!" The old woman sighed again, "It's just that the years are not forgiving!" Time is like a sharp steel knife, it will carve one cut after another on your face, until you can no longer carve any more cuts on your face, it still refuses to let go, it will continue to carve until you die. ”