Hua Er didn't speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Hua Lan's people almost didn't jump.

What, was the florist's daughter-in-law take the azaleas to the kitchen? This, this, how is this possible? Is this too bizarre? She was killed in the garden just now, how could it be such a coincidence? If Yin Zhennan's coma was related to the florist's wife, what happened to the killing?

One incident after another; Mystery after mystery emerges one after another.

What's going on here? Hua Lan's brain was a little chaotic, and her thousands of thoughts came to naught in an instant.

What's wrong with you? It's like jumping in a big net, and there is no exit from up, down, left, right, and left. I want to move, but I don't know how to struggle.

Haven't seen anyone cross over, so complicated? What is this for, to test her IQ?

Is it okay to be just a middle school teacher?

Hua Lan wanted to cry without tears in her heart, her mind was empty, and she was stunned for a while.

The spring silkworm saw that the master's face changed drastically, and he stomped his feet: "Master, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong with the florist's daughter-in-law? What's going on? ”

The public was confused, and the room was filled with a strange atmosphere.

The fog was heavy, and they didn't know the truth, so everyone's eyes focused on Hua Lan's face.

Hua Lan's mind was still white, and she sat down in a daze, and it took a long time before she gradually sorted out her clues.

At this moment, you can't be confused, you must always ask the ins and outs and carefully sort out the context.

"When the florist's daughter-in-law was making flower sauce, you were decocting the medicine?"

She raised her eyes and asked Hua Er.

"Young man, don't worry, that's the case."

Hua Er saw that the master was anxious, and said cautiously: "When I took the prescription and grabbed the medicine and returned to the house, the young man was no longer in the house. So I turned on the fire and fried the medicine according to the proportions, and kept watch. ”

Hua Er spoke carefully, and the spring silkworm was impatient to listen to, and hurriedly asked: "That is to say, when you were suffering, the florist's daughter-in-law hadn't come yet, right?" ”

"Hmm."

Hua Er nodded, "I have been frying for a quarter of an hour, and the daughter-in-law of the gardener came." She probably doesn't like to talk, and she walks into the kitchen quietly. I was concentrating on decoction, and I didn't notice it when she walked behind me, until she uncovered the pot of rhododendrons and leaves from the large pot and began to boil. When I heard the sound of water, I glanced at her. She lowered her head, the kitchen was a little dark, and the window was a little too small to see her face clearly. ”

Hua Er paused as he spoke, his eyes blinked in confusion, "She is like this, and I didn't pay attention to it at the time, still frying my medicine." Later, she fetched water and began to add fire to the stove. I don't know why, the sparks in the stove burst out and lit the firewood on the side, which frightened her to scream loudly. ”

"What, the kitchen is on fire?"

The green tendons on the spring silkworm's face jumped, and he immediately exclaimed loudly.

"No, no, it's not that serious."

Hua Er hurriedly shook his head, and Hua Lan noticed that Hua Er's gaze was not only panicked at this time, but even a little confused.

So, he said with a slow breath: "Don't be nervous, speak slowly." ”

It's no wonder that Hua Er is not nervous, a person who was still beating warm and alive in front of him before suddenly disappeared, and he was still killed. If you say you are not afraid, no one will believe it.

After all, it is a person from the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion, and it is also a kung fu to concentrate on things.

Although Hua Er was confused, he was not afraid, and said: "I saw that the sparks were about to catch fire, so I hurriedly ran to the big water tank in the corner of the house to scoop water to extinguish the fire." It didn't take long, it was just a moment. I only staggered my eyes for a moment, and I didn't stay by the medicine pot. ”

Hua Er said, looking at Hua Lan in confusion: "Dude, could it be that something big happened at this moment?" ”

Hua Lan has been busy these days, what kind of structure the kitchen is, she hasn't been there, I don't know.

Yin Zhennan was poisoned, and Hua Lan prescribed a prescription to catch the medicine, a detail that only a few people will know.

Hua Lan frowned, turned her head and asked the magpie: "In the past few days, has there been a similar fire in the kitchen?" How easy can a fire in the stove come out? ”

"Young boy, Mrs. Gardener only entered the mansion yesterday, probably not very familiar with the kitchen. There has never been a similar incident in the hearth. ”

The magpie spoke softly, sweet and peaceful, everyone didn't notice that she frowned, in fact, she was more anxious than anyone else.

"You mean the gardener's wife came to the house yesterday?"

Hua Lan was stunned, the magpie's temperament was too quiet, and she didn't open her mouth without asking. Why didn't you say something so big earlier?

She was startled in her heart, her mind suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly beckoned Hua San: "You go to the small garden to see if the gardener's person is still there, if you are not in the house, hurry up and find it." No clue can be missed. ”

"Childe?"

Hua San opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but bit his lip and didn't ask.

He listened to it clearly, and the gardener's wife was a little suspicious, but he got along with the gardener for some time, and he didn't feel that this was a villain who was treacherous and calculating his master.

He wanted to say a few words for the gardener, but the stalk was in his throat, and he pursed his lips and went out anyway, and came to the small garden to find the gardener.

Hua Lan went back to the middle courtyard, and the people who had a small garden also went back one after another.

In the thatched hut sat a gardener with tears on his face, still holding the 10,000 taels of silver in his hand, and his eyes were dull and his wife was cold on the wooden planks in the house.

The body of the gardener's daughter-in-law was covered with a white cloth sheet. The coffin had already been beaten, and the petite and thin body was motionless in the gardener's eyes.

An hour ago, the two were still talking and laughing, but at this moment, they are separated by yin and yang, their son is gone, and life and death are unpredictable. Anyone who looks at his sad expression will have a big stone in his heart, heavy and painful.

Hua San was depressed in his heart, walked over gently, and persuaded in a low voice: "People can't be resurrected after death, and you have to mourn and change the big tiger." Now that there are one after another things happening in the house, the young son's heart is even more uncomfortable. The young boy asked me to come over and call you over, ask something, don't take it to heart, the young son is in a hurry. ”

Hua San explained the intention, afraid of the pressure on the ingenuity, and the words were tactful and euphemistic.

The gardener was expressionless, unable to see his emotions when he heard these words, only nodded mechanically, stretched out his hand and wiped two handfuls on his face, wiped the tears on his face, and his eyes were still stunned, and he followed Hua San out of the thatched house to see Hua Lan.

As soon as the gardener entered the door, the air in the west chamber was depressed and dropped a few degrees.

Everyone's mood was very sad, Hua Lan stalked the throat of the stalk, and raised his hand to signal the gardener: "Big Tiger, sit down first." ”

Da Humu sat in a daze on the chair brought by the spring silkworm, his cloudy gaze swept around the room, and his gaze returned to Hua Lan's face: "Young boy, are you looking for me?" ”

"Oh."

Hua Lan wanted to make the oppressive atmosphere easier, but there was still a big stone blocking her mouth.

She sighed sideways, and looked at the gardener sympathetically: "Big Tiger, how many years have you been married?" ”

"Back to the young son, it's been eight years. My family is five years old. ”

The gardener tried his best to control his emotions, but at the mention of his precious son, his heart twisted his face like a knife. He hid his face and twitched lightly for a while, before he hurriedly put down his hand and wiped his tears: "Young boy, why are you asking this?" Rest assured, Childe is a good person. I know that I will not leave Huafu. ”

Hua Lan gave him 10,000 taels of silver tickets, but his son hadn't found it yet, and even if he had the conditions to leave Huafu, the florist was reluctant to leave.

"I know what you want. Don't worry, Hua will definitely come up with a way to fight for children. Zheng'er is only five years old, and he won't have an accident. What I want to ask is your wife, how much do you know about her, and how long were you two separated before you came to Huafu? ”