Tao San and Zhang Derun said they didn't know.

Min Anbang said: "This silver dust is white paint, right?" ”

"It looks like it." Zhang Derun said, "We have been doing things for the past two days, and there is no such thing." ”

Song Ning bowed his head and asked Ma Liu to save the only clue that might be the murderer, and let everyone else disperse.

"Recently, if you leave Jinan, come to Yamen to report, nothing else is special."

Everyone should have gone home.

The three members of the Ye family stayed, and Ye Ji looked at Song Ning with a blank look: "My lord, what should I do now, do you want to find the murderer?" ”

"Take us to your house, talk as we walk on the road."

Ye Sushi asked, "What about my son's body, when can we get it back?" ”

"For the time being, I will put it in the room, and the weather will not last more than four days." Song Ning said.

Ye Su's crying should be.

Song Ning told Zhao Yi: "The neighbors on the left and right ask clearly, you bring a pen and paper, others say you remember, if it is useful information, you write down the name and address of the other party, and let him press his handprint." ”

"Oh." Zhao Yi took the notebook and pen from the table, and sorted out the questions to be asked in his heart, "Then I'll go." ”

Song Ning couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Okay." ”

Zhao Yi reacted that his attitude just now was too soft, but in his mind, she was wearing wet hair last night, lying on the windowsill and smiling at him.

"Gone." He grunted and walked away.

Song Ning watched him walk away, feeling that such a rich flower was so well-behaved, and wanted to touch his head.

"Gone, gone." She came back to her senses and called out to Wuxian, "Go to work." ”

The group walked out, Xiaotian ran around following her feet, Song Ning and the old Ye family talked: "Doesn't he usually get close to anyone, or have a grudge?" ”

"It's closer, it's his cousin, but his cousin has been sick for half a year." Ye inherited and said, "There are really no other people. ”

"My lord, you don't know, my son is too honest, if you want to say good, it's really not good, if you want to say bad, you can't find anything bad about him."

Song Ning asked, "Is there only one child in your second elder?" ”

"There are also two sons, he is the eldest who follows us and provides for us. His two younger brothers, the second brother went to live in Qingzhou, and the younger brother followed people to Jiangnan to do work for others. ”

Song Ning nodded: "I see." Is your youngest son also a carpenter? ”

"He was a bricklayer, and he learned his craft from me since he was a child. To tell you the truth, my craft is famous far and near, and the kang I built is to save firewood than other people's homes. ”

Song Ning was puzzled: "Who did Ye Yong's carpenter work learn from?" ”

"Just with his cousin. His cousin is ten years older than him, and he has been apprenticed with his master since he was a child, and he took Ye Yong to teach him when he started to do things for others after he left the school. ”

His father and younger brother were both bricklayers, but he followed his cousin to learn carpentry.

Both younger brothers went out, and only he was the one who retired with his parents and married a deaf and dumb woman.

The husband and wife, one can't speak, and the other doesn't speak......

Song Ning was curious about their lives.

Guozizhuang went out from the west gate, walked on a cup of tea to arrive, the front is near the water and the back of the mountain, in the jargon of Ma Santong, the feng shui here should be very good, it happened that Wang Qingtong explained to them on the side: "The back is Ziyun Mountain, because the feng shui is good, it is the tomb of a large family." ”

Guozizhuang wants to cross the river, and after the past, it is a Zhuangzi, which is said to be one, because this Zhuangzi is sparsely built along the river, only a dozen households in the middle are connected together, and the others are scattered and scattered.

"That's my house over there." Ye Heiji pointed to the easternmost independent house.

There are six houses in total, the yard is large, chickens, ducks and pigs are raised, the field is very empty, and the livestock are growing well.

The yard is also very clean, and more than a dozen pickled fish are dried in the corner of the yard.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, two children ran out of the room, the boy was about ten years old, thin and small, and the girl was six or seven years old, with pigtails, very similar to Ye Qian's, delicate appearance, wearing a small ginger right gown, black cloth shoes, very neatly tied.

The two children were very happy, but when they saw the living people coming, they immediately shrank back into the room like two mice.

"Come out and kowtow to the adults." Ye Ji shouted.

The two children came out with the corners of their clothes in restraint and wanted to kowtow to Song Ning, but Song Ning stopped: "No, what's your name and how old are you?" ”

The child asked Ye Jiji with his eyes.

"It's useless." Ye Heiji helped them and said, "The eldest grandson is nine years old, his name is Wenhai, and the youngest granddaughter is called Yue'er at the age of seven." Both children are deaf and clear-sighted, but they are stupid, don't like to talk, and are timid. ”

Song Ning beckoned to the two children.

The two children watched her shrink back and hide behind Ye Qian's family, revealing a pair of eyes and looking at her cautiously.

"What do you look like when you ask, just talk about it, cringe and wince?!" Ye Sushi scolded.

The two of them didn't come out, but completely hid behind Ye Qian's family.

Ye Qian smiled at Song Ning awkwardly.

Song Ning smiled back, entered the hall, and saw a lot of bamboo poles placed in the corner, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who in your family likes fishing, Ye Yong?" ”

"Yes, he's good at that, but whenever he has time, he will go fishing by the river with a bamboo pole." Ye inherited the return.

Song Ning picked up the fishing rod and looked at it, the homemade fishing rod was very exquisite.

"Where's the bedroom so I can go and see it?" Song Ning asked.

Ye inherited and said: "Yes, yes." I'll take you there. ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of Ye Qian's bedroom.

The light in the room was very dim, and there was not much furniture, but it was neatly tied, and Song Ning asked as he walked in, "Where do the two children live?" ”

"Sleep in the Westroom." Ye inherited the road.

Song Ning stood on the edge of the bed, two pillows were placed at one end, the sheets were patched but looked clean, and the cotton was fluffy.

It can be seen that although Ye Qian is deaf and mute, he is very clean and meticulous in life.

Song Ning patted the two footstools in the room: "Aren't you a carpenter, why don't you make two new stools and repair them like this." ”

The two corner stools have a total of eight legs, each of which is slightly different in color from the old and new, and was later re-nailed.

"But if you look at the tables and cabinets, the colors are pretty much the same." Song Ning looked at the three members of the Ye family with a smile, "You sit on a stool, it's very wasteful." ”

The eldest son is only ten years old, and both husband and wife are less than thirty, and they have been married for at most eleven or twelve years.

So it's normal to have a new or old wardrobe, but the degree of damage to this stool is a bit excessive.

The faces of the old couple of the Ye family changed slightly, and Ye inherited it: "This, this stool was moved from our room, and it has been some years. ”

"Really?" Song Ning pushed the old couple away and went to the living room, and then to the next room.

Because the Ye family has craftsmen, almost all the furniture is semi-new or new.

Song Ning looked back at the old couple of the Ye family.

Ye Sushi burst into tears and shouted, "My lord, you are here to find out why my son died, and why the two stools are investigated?" ”

"This official is investigating." Song Ning looked at Ye Qian's family, then turned his gaze to Ye Jiji, and said, "Your son will beat his daughter-in-law and children?" ”

A harmonious family will not raise a child to be so timid and cowardly.

Ye Jiji's face changed greatly, and he didn't understand how Song Ning could see that his son would beat his daughter-in-law.

"Occasionally, I will fight occasionally." Ye inherited and said, "It's just a small fight between husband and wife." ”

Ye Sushi said: "That is, who doesn't have a bump in the life of a husband and wife." ”

"Don't gossip." Song Ning glanced at Ye Sushi lightly, "Bump and bump was smashed with a stool?" ”

"Your family is all from Wu Zhuangyuan?"

Ye Su's face changed.

Thinking that his son had died, and now that he had been wronged, he began to weep.

Song Ning pointed at Ye Su's family.

Ye Ji hurriedly covered her mouth, dragged her to the room and scolded in a low voice, and waited for the crying to stop before he came out.

"How do you usually communicate with Ye Qian's family?" Song Ning asked.

"Sign language, we can all understand it."

Song Ning bowed his head and said to Ye Wenhai: "Help your mother and accompany the official to walk in the field." ”

Saying that, she explained to Wu Xian: "You go to the village, his sick cousin, you ask, what do the people in the village think of this family, Ye Qian's family, and the deceased." ”

"No problem, leave it to me."

Wu Xian and Wang Qing went to the village together.

Song Ning glanced at Ye Wenhai, and didn't care if he followed or not, and walked in front by himself.

After a while, overlapping footsteps were heard.

Ye Wenhai helped Ye Qian to follow.

Standing under a mulberry tree, Song Ning asked Ye Wenhai: "Does your father often beat you?" ”

Ye Wenhai's frightened eyes shrank.

"Say, he's dead." Song Ning said.

Ye Wenhai looked at Ye Qian.

Ye Qian seemed to have guessed and nodded at his son.

"Yes." Ye Wenhai got his mother's encouragement and replied, "When he was angry outside, he came back and beat my mother out, and once almost beat my mother to death."

"The stool you saw, all eight legs were broken by my mother, and if they were broken, he would make up for them."

"As far as I remember, I've made it up eight or nine times."

"My mother is covered in scars." Saying like an adult, he grabbed Ye Qian's arm and lifted her sleeves, and saw that from her wrists to the places where she could see, there were small scars.

"Also, and on the head, it was smashed a few times." Qian Wenhai pulled Ye Qian to squat down, opened his forehead, pointed to his eyebrow bone, and showed the scar on the back of his head to Song Ning.

Song Ning guessed it and asked, "Did you hit you?" ”

"Hit." Ye Wenhai turned his back and lifted his back clothes, and his skinny back was full of bruises.

Song Ning touched his head and asked, "He didn't come back last night, do you know the reason?" ”