Her face softened slightly, "My family only cooks, and Widow Huang's house is next door, but there is no one at her house, what are you looking for him?" ”

"I heard that the government said that it would re-investigate her son's affairs back then, so I came to visit, and I never thought that I would suddenly hear about her death."

"The government wants to investigate the case from seven years ago?" The woman was a little incredulous, her cheeks twitched and she was a little stiff.

Xiyang felt more and more strange.

"Yes, I heard that his son stole your eggs, but it's really ???"

"I've forgotten these old things." As she spoke, she lifted the hair from her ear and tucked it behind her ear.

"Who are you?" When the woman heard this, her face was surprised, and she hurriedly crossed the sun and walked towards the door.

"Daddy, these people are here to check on the widow next door, come and inquire."

"We don't know her family at all, what is there to say, go into the house."

The woman was embarrassed, glanced at Xiyang, and then lowered her head and picked up the little baby who caught loaches in the yard and entered the house together.

"My family and the widow's family have never had much to do with each other, you have to inquire about things, you have come to the wrong place, let's go." The man was a burly man, carrying a bow and arrows on his shoulder, thinking that he was a hunter, but his hands were empty, and there should be no gain.

Xiyang saw that he was a little repulsed by their arrival, so he left with Cai Qing and Cai Lian.

When I walked to the door, I saw that the fat man and the master were already coming towards this side not far away.

They met at the widow's door.

"Did you get anything?"

Xiyang looked back at the closed courtyard, pursed his lips and shook his head

"We too, there are really a lot of people in this Huang Village, but we all waved our hands and said I don't know if we ask a few questions, where is there such a coincidence, all of them don't know."

"What does the master mean that the villagers know something, but they don't say it?"

"Although it is unlikely, but Widow Huang is indeed ostracized, she has been reporting the case in the Yamen for so many years, and she has never stopped, and because of this case, she has been disliked by others, and there are many discussions behind her back."

"This is Huang Youhua's home, since you're here, it's just right to go in and check it out." The fat man groaned and led the way in.

Xiyang and others followed.

The official sent the door to check, and the room was rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and he didn't know what to look for. The three of Xiyang's master and servant stayed in the courtyard.

There was a dead vine trunk all around, and a few dry leaves hung down in ashes.

The hoe and the broom leaned diagonally against the corner, and there they were alone, dusty.

"The walls of this yellow widow's house are empty, and there is nothing to check, so she should have sold her things to survive. My lord, did you say that this yellow widow committed suicide because she had nothing to sell and couldn't live anymore? ”

It is also possible for the scissors to pierce themselves in the chest.

When Xiyang heard this, he couldn't help but look sideways at his master.

Shaking his head and vetoing, "Widow Huang was killed, and this person is most likely also the murderer of her son. ”

"Poof."

There was the sound of the wall crashing to the ground.

The fat man and the master glanced at each other, and climbed the wall to check.

The courtyard on the other side was empty, and there was no one in sight.

"What do you mean by this neighbor? Still climbing the wall to eavesdrop? Isn't it suspicious? The master stared at this possibility.

"I just took a look at the terrain of Huang Youhua and the feng shui of the house."

The fat man and the master both shook their spirits and listened attentively.