The sound of firecrackers for the New Year gradually faded away, and the excitement of every household naturally dissipated.

Everyone went to school, went to school, went to work, and some of them worked and studied in other places, and they all left their homes for a short reunion.

Qingzhen, which belongs to the Kehua district of Yuecheng, is a small town that has returned to its usual tranquility after a brief hustle and bustle during the Spring Festival.

Qin Xiaoxia was bored walking on the street, and the stalls that crowded the streets such as shooting balloons and selling bulk goods on the streets during the Chinese New Year almost disappeared, and the stall owners were always so sensitive to the smell of the New Year.

At this time, Qin Xiaoxia will also think about it by the way, how do these guys make money to survive in a non-festival environment?

'I guess setting up a stall for the New Year is just a part-time job. Qin Xiaoxia pondered casually.

Ahead, I have arrived at Qin Xiaoxia's destination this time, Ruixing Supermarket.

This time I came out to buy a little food supplies and daily necessities, and during the Chinese New Year, I have almost exhausted my inventory.

Outside the big supermarkets, New Year's discounts and giveaways are still being advertised, and the festive music inside is still circulating, as if this is the last position of the New Year.

"For me, the only benefit of the Chinese New Year is that the goods are discounted... ”

Qin Xiaoxia picked out the things he wanted to buy and threw them all into the shopping cart.

"Hey, it seems that a few takeaways that I often eat haven't come back to open yet, I really want to eat Lao Liu's secret buckle meat noodles and golden fried rice!"

With this sigh, Qin Xiaoxia threw two bags of pineapple buns and a box of instant noodles into the shopping cart, plus some toiletries such as replacement toothbrushes and towels, and went to the checkout counter with most of the trophies in the shopping cart.

One of the main reasons why Qin Xiaoxia was reluctant to come to the supermarket during the Chinese New Year was the long queue to pay the bill.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, there are not many customers in the supermarket, and most people's Spring Festival holiday has passed, so the crowded queue phenomenon of supermarket payment did not appear some time ago.

Within a few minutes, Qin Xiaoxia walked out of the supermarket with two large nylon bags full of purchases.

A breeze blew, making Qin Xiaoxia couldn't help but twitch his nose.

The Bay Loach River outside Qingcheng has gradually been polluted by unknown reasons since when, and it has no effect to remediate it several times.

As long as the northwest wind blows, the unique smell in the river will remind people in some parts of the small town of "it", and Ruixing Supermarket is an intuitive place to feel.

Recently, environmental protection has been strictly investigated, but the environmental protection department is said to have investigated many times and has never found the reason, of course, ordinary people like Qin Xiaoxia, the first thing in their minds is still the disorderly discharge of enterprises, environmental protection inaction and the like.

The stench soon passed with the wind, and he quickened his pace with the bag, saving his nose from sin.

As a freelancer, Qin Xiaoxia does not have the distress of going to work at the end of spring break, well, that is, an idler in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, although he seems to be quite idle most of the time, in his self-definition, Qin Xiaoxia does not consider himself to be a jobless vagrant, at least he has income from online reselling and part-time creation, and is still looking for a more stable job.

At the same time, he was also able to clean and take care of an old building from time to time as an "administrator", after all, according to Old Man Qin, by the time Qin Xiaoxia was 40 years old, the property rights of the building would belong to him, less than 20 years!

In this way, it can be regarded as "wearing many hats".

While walking and thinking, I returned to the Qianlou community after a while, which was built almost 20 years ago.

Then he went up to the six-story top floor of Building 12.

Before feeling the key to open the door, I subconsciously looked at my palm, where there was a deep scar that had been burned, and the scar that had been burning for many years seemed to be still aching.

'This damn old man, what a!'

Scolding the deceased in his heart, Qin Xiaoxia stuffed the key into the keyhole.

With a "click", the door opened.

Glancing around the room, I put the bag on the table and prepared to change my slippers.

"Huh!"

Qin Xiaoxia was surprised.

"Why is there one slipper missing?"

On the shoe rack, all kinds of shoes were neatly stacked, and Qin Xiaoxia's favorite pair of slippers was missing.

Only one is missing.

He has no amnesia, and he has only been out for less than half an hour.

I distinctly remember that he had put his slippers by the shoe rack earlier.

Then I took a closer look at the home, and although I couldn't see anything visually, I always had an indescribable sense of dissonance intuitively.

Burglar?

This was Qin Xiaoxia's first reaction.

So immediately, Qin Xiaoxia picked up a folding stool and went to the doors of each room one by one to look around, and carefully looked at the bottom of the bed from the door.

He crept into the house for more than ten minutes, and finally confirmed that there was no one else in the house.

Then he hurriedly walked around to see if he had lost anything valuable.

In these years, few people put a lot of cash at home, Qin Xiaoxia is naturally no exception, and he is not interested in bringing jewelry.

In addition to the large pieces of furniture, the most valuable items in the whole house are a desktop computer and a laptop, plus a tablet.

Obviously, none of these things were missing, and even the rest of the room did not look like they had been moved.

'What kind of thief is this so boring to steal my slippers and steal only one?'

Qin Xiaoxia returned to the shoe rack and looked at the slippers puzzled.

There are anti-theft fences on the windows, which cannot be entered through the windows, and the roof door is an internal latch, and there is no lock hole outside, and it is impossible to enter.

Go back to the entrance and open the door, look at the door lock, there is no trace of prying, isn't it a lock picker?

'Could it be that I had a brain pump and threw away one of my slippers before I went out?'

Shaking his head, he shook the ridiculous idea out of his head.

It's not going to hit a ghost, is it?

Qin Xiaoxia is basically in a state of distrust of ghosts and gods, and the reason why he says it is basic is because he will still sweep the tomb of Old Man Qin, and there will always be a time to remember his ancestors.

But to say that the haunted steals the shoes... Forget it.

After all, I haven't fully inspected the house, maybe something that I forgot has been stolen, and then look at the messy house and the thick dust in some places.

'Let's do a big cleaning!'

Qin Xiaoxia is usually lazy, and he didn't even save the traditional cleaning before the Chinese New Year, and he can't remember when the last time he cleaned up.

Take the opportunity to clean up today, and take a closer look at what is missing.

Basically, this is one of the few situations that can make Qin Xiaoxia, a lazy guy, take the initiative to sweep away.

。。。

I don't know if I don't sweep, I am scared if I sweep.

Qin Xiaoxia found that there was so much dust under the bed and under the sofa that it was rolled into a hairball, which was a bit exaggerated.

As a result, the vigorous cleaning activity was officially launched.

The broom is put into battle, and the rag washing liquid is uninterrupted.

Not long after he started working, he was sweating profusely, and soon Qin Xiaoxia took off only a thin sweater, and his hands were a little cold because of the contact with cold water, but it was definitely not too cold.

It's rare that messy things are neatly sorted and stacked, and some corners that have accumulated dust for a long time have been taken care of.

Qin Xiaoxia even found a lot of long-lost things, including a bus card, two air-dried plums, some small sundries and coins of varying quantities.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, this duplex penthouse, including the attic roof balcony, was finally cleaned up, which made Qin Xiaoxia very tired.

Stretching his waist, bones crackling.

"Old, old... Or am I really lacking exercise?"

In his own words, looking at the relatively neat "kennel", Qin Xiaoxia still felt a sense of accomplishment.

Although I don't know if there are any omissions, I can basically determine that there are many important things in the house that can remind him.

But there was a small problem, the slipper was still not found.

"Smack. ”

The mop leaning on the table fell, and Qin Xiaoxia subconsciously bent down to pick it up.

At this time, the coat he put on after sweeping it off hooked the back of the chair next to the table, and he bent over and brought the chair down with a bang.

Qin Xiaoxia picked up the mop and stared blankly at the overturned chair, because in the gap at the bottom of the chair, there was a slipper.