"Zhenzhen, what did you say?" Zhang Jing's face was shocked and he looked at his niece in disbelief.

"Are you sure?" He asked again and again, "Do you want to ...... Take a closer look? ”

Zhang Meishou shook his head.

His demeanor was determined: "Third uncle, I'm sure." ”

The corpse was not my father's.

"What basis do you have?" The stakes are very high, even if Zhang Jing prayed in his heart, he didn't dare to believe it at all: "From the size to the outfit...... There is also a general appearance, and it is ...... to look vaguely."

At this moment, his heart was raised high, and he did not dare to say the words of conviction, as if once he said it, it would become true.

"Third uncle, the ring fingers of both of my father's hands are as long as the middle finger, and even slightly longer than the middle finger—but the corpse is like most people, and the ring finger is much shorter than the middle finger." Zhang Meishou whispered in Zhang Jing's ear.

Zhang Jing was stunned.

Yes, he remembered, there was such a thing!

When the second brother was young, he was asserted by a fortune teller that it would be a gambler's life in the future, and his mother was haunted for a long time, for fear that the second brother would be contaminated with gambling addiction, and even dreamed that all the gambling houses in the capital would be burned down.

It's just that when they grew older, the second brother studied hard and worked hard, and his mother slowly dispelled this doubt, and they also put the matter behind them.

After being reminded by his niece, he remembered that it was true!

Zhang Jingfei ran back to the room where the body was parked.

After a while, he turned back, but just like Zhang Meishou had just done, he held on to the moon gate and vomited.

It's just that Zhang Meishou is retching, he is really vomiting.

It's really strange to say, thinking that the corpse is the second brother, no matter how unbearable the smell is, it will not lose its temper; But once it was confirmed, it wasn't the second brother - the churning in the stomach couldn't stop at all!

I'm sorry, he really didn't mean to scorn the dead, but he couldn't control this kind of thing.

Zhang Jing vomited happily, rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, and Master Liu walked over with a disgusted face.

It's really insulting to return the scholarly family.

"Now that you have confessed it, let's take the corpses away as soon as possible, there are many affairs in the yamen, and soon the disaster relief food will also arrive, and there is no spare place to continue to place these corpses." Master Liu put his hands behind his back and said in a light tone.

"......" Zhang Jing looked at him and didn't speak for a while.

"What? What else do you guys do? Master Liu raised his eyebrows.

"I want to take my brother's relics from his life." Zhang Jing put away the strangeness in his eyes and didn't break it for the time being.

This is the Yamen, and he knows very well what terrible consequences can be brought by the slightest carelessness.

You have to stabilize the other party first, and then wait for the opportunity to find out the truth.

Impatience flashed in Master Liu's eyes, but he couldn't hold back the seizure.

He patiently took Zhang Jing and the others to a single courtyard in front.

This courtyard obviously does not live alone in Zhang Luan, most of the masters and officials in the yamen live here, but the bedrooms are separated.

Zhang Meishou stood in the room, looking at the layout in the room.

Almost instantly, she concluded that the bedroom had been searched.

The return of many things seems ordinary, but it is not at all the habit of my father's life.

Zhang Jing instructed the servants to put all the clothes and books in the room into the cage.

Master Liu had been standing next to him and staring.

Zhang Jing's gaze fell on a carved pencil case on the desk by the window.

He stepped forward and opened the pencil case.

Inside the pen case are two sheep's hairs, one large and one small, as well as a purse.

Zhang Meishou also walked over.

She recognized that the purse was the one her mother had embroidered for her father.

It stands to reason that my father loves him so much, and he should always wear it close to his body, so why does he stay in the room?

She remembered that before her father went out, he used this purse to play poor with her mother.

My father said that he not only wore it with him during the day, but also wrapped it around his wrist at night, and never left it.

My father read the book at the bottom of the box from Master Wang, and a bunch of sour love words were very smooth. But my father is different from others, he not only says, but also does what he says, which can be described as the best of the sour.

Therefore, it is unusual for this purse to lie quietly here at this time.

Zhang Meishou couldn't help but think of the jade pendant that Ah Xiang brought back - that jade pendant is said to have been taken off his father's "corpse".

On the day of his father's accident, he had a jade pendant on his body, but he left this purse in the pen case.

Why is that?

Did my father expect that something would happen to him?

And her father used to keep the treasured things in the pencil case, and she knew it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Meishou's eyes changed slightly.

Sensing the gaze of Master Liu on the side, she lowered her eyes and gently closed the pen case and put it into the cage with her own hands.

"Master Liu."

Zhang Meishou turned around.

The child's voice is brittle, and his facial features are exquisite, especially a pair of clear and bright eyes, which are particularly eye-catching.

A trace of turbid light flashed in Master Liu's eyes, and he rarely pulled away his face and smiled, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Meishou looked at his expression.

"We want to buy a coffin for my father, but I wonder if there is a coffin shop nearby that hasn't closed?"

Coffin shop?

In the ten days when the flood was at its worst, almost the entire Gui'an County was flooded, and there were people everywhere, and people were about to starve to death when they were robbing food on the streets.

And what is most lacking now is a coffin, where to find it?

Master Liu sneered in his heart.

He was about to shake his head, but he heard the "little boy" say again: "If I can buy a coffin, I wonder if I can bother the master to take me away?" ”

Master Liu didn't answer for a while, and there seemed to be a plan in his eyes.

Zhang Meishou seemed to take this as a default, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, master, you are really a good person." ”

She was referring to the next life.

As he spoke, he turned his head to Zhang Jing and said, "Third Uncle, you first take someone here to sort out your father's relics, and Master Liu agreed to take me to buy a coffin." ”

Zhang Jing frowned slightly.

Three girls, what are you going to do?

He was about to speak subconsciously, but he heard Master Liu reluctantly say, "In this case, I'll take you on a trip." ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

"Zhen Zhen, tell the third uncle, what are you going to do?" Zhang Jing asked in a low voice.

Zhang Meishou whispered a sentence in his ear and quickly left.

Zhang Jing's pupils shrank.

No, it's too risky!

Where did this girl get so many ideas? Where did you get such a big boldness!

Besides, with an elder like him, where is it her turn for a little girl to rush ahead to take risks?

Finding out the whereabouts of the second brother and the truth behind the second brother's accident will have to be considered in the long run.

"I disagree!"

"I knew you would say that." Zhang Meishou sighed as if he was nothing.

"What?"

What's going on with my niece's old-fashioned and helpless tone, as if she felt like he was dragging her feet?

And why did he hear a hint of careless threat in this helpless tone?

This must be his delusion, right?