In the end, she sighed helplessly. "I don't have a good appetite, I really can't eat, so please help me solve it?"

The corners of Liang Haoming's mouth twitched, and his eyes looked at her as if he was looking at a big liar, and his expression seemed to be very sad. But no matter what, under Dong Huiying's gaze, he collapsed his face, tore off a chicken wing, and gnawed on it sullenly.

Wasting food is bad behavior.

However, the taste doesn't seem to be very bad, why doesn't the wife like to eat it?

He glanced at Dong Huiying again with a puzzled face, and at this time, Dong Huiying had stretched a big lazy waist. She looked at the bright moon in the sky and sighed leisurely, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." ”

He raised his head with a wooden face and looked at the big round moon.

Is it beautiful? I don't feel it at all, it's not the same as usual.

*

Dong Huiying slid back to the river, she sneaked back and glanced back at Liang Haoming, only to see him slowly gnawing on chicken wings. Her big eyes were black and white, and she suddenly spun in a circle, and then ran a few hundred meters. When she turned around again, she couldn't see Liang Haoming's figure, and she let out a long sigh.

"I've been dirty to death these days," she took off her clothes and walked into the river with the water, and then avoided the knife on her arm that was cut by Liang Yuening, as well as the miserable ass that was beaten by ninety boards, she scrubbed her body hard, rubbed off a lot of gray dirt, and grinned disgustingly.

Time was limited, so she had to hurry, so when Liang Haoming finished nibbling on the pheasant, Dong Huiying also climbed out of the river. The river was a little cold at night, and she shivered as soon as she came ashore, but after taking a river bath, her body was much more comfortable.

Put on the dirty clothes that were left on the rocks on the shore and tie up your long, wet hair. She only felt that she was refreshed, and even her body was a lot lighter.

"Wife."

Like a ghost, there was no sound in his footsteps, and Liang Haoming didn't know when he appeared behind Dong Huiying. Dong Huiying's body stiffened, and she looked back at his dead face, and the corners of her mouth twitched. If he dies one day, there is no doubt that the murderer must be Liang Laosi, and the cause of his death must have been scared to death by him!

I took a deep breath and exhaled it vigorously. She asked in as gentle a voice as she could, "Is there something wrong?" "Well, pleasant face, pleasant face, for the sake of eating other people's pheasants!

Liang Haoming glanced at her. Inexplicably, Dong Huiying suddenly felt that his little eyes seemed to have a little resentment?

Well, she's hallucinating.

"The wife ......" is very good, this moment, not only the eyes, but even the voice began to complain. However, even if he is 'grudgeful', he still has an expressionless iceberg face. "This ......" He pulled out an object from the placket of his clothes, and Dong Huiying felt that the thing was a little familiar. She tilted her head and thought about it, and suddenly remembered, ah, isn't this a portrait of Zhu Xingfang?

Liang Haoming lowered his eyes, "I went to the county town to inquire, but no one has seen Zhu Xingfang." The incident of the county guard Xiaofujun was not done by Zhu Xingfang, but by an undertaker surnamed Fang. ”

"Undertaker?" Dong Huiying realized it later, it seems that Liang Laosi followed her for this matter.

"Yes," he looked at her woodenly, "There is a crematorium in the county town, and the undertaker is on an errand in the crematorium, and he receives the county government's money." ”