Chapter 57: Portrait of a Gangster

"You!" Widow Liu squeezed out the word from her throat with difficulty, and her body shook, and she was almost unstable. Sister-in-law Zhang was angry, and she pretended not to see it when she saw it, Yan Heyi said, "Girl, do you want to talk here, or do you want to talk in another place?" For your sake, I think it's better to change places. ”

"I live in a nunnery, and it is inconvenient for men." Widow Liu had obviously compromised, and Yichun hurriedly said, "I'll have a suitable place there, girl, please!" Widow Liu sighed helplessly, turned around and closed the door of the nunnery, and followed them.

Sending a cup of hot tea, Yichun knew that the less people knew about some words, the better, so she used the excuse of asking Sister-in-law Zhang to help her draw a few tricks and took everyone else out, leaving only Yan Heyi and Widow Liu.

"Ask whatever you want, I can't be out for too long." Widow Liu lowered her head and stared at the hem of her skirt. Yan Heyi said, "Girl, that person has kindness or hatred for you, but now he is only coerced by you, so he has to send silver every month." Since he can injure thirteen lives in a row, there are not many of you. If one day he has a bad heart, let alone settle down, I am afraid that even his life will be gone. ”

These words are heart-wrenching, Widow Liu also studied for a few years when she was in her mother's house, and she didn't understand the truth Yan Heyi said. Once upon a time, Widow Liu also thought of this layer, but she didn't find a suspicious solution after turning it over and over again. She is a woman's family, with no tile on her body and no place to stand on the bottom, living in a nunnery, barely living, and can only live one day at a time.

Now that someone asked, Widow Liu wanted to say but didn't dare to say it. Yan Heyi saw her concerns, gently put the prepared silver ticket on the table, and said to her, "Here are five hundred taels, you take it first." If you have any problems in the future, just talk to me. ”

Since Yan Heyi is willing to take out so much silver to help herself, Widow Liu calculated, with these five hundred taels, if she deposits the silver number, she will be more refined, and she will be able to rely on her for the rest of her life.

"I've seen that man's face!" Widow Liu is also a happy person, "When the dead ghost met him before the accident, I happened to bump into him. Yan Heyi's heart was first relieved, followed by a joy, "Please tell the girl in detail!" ”

When Widow Liu was in her mother's house, she heard that the dead ghost husband was a rough man. But when marriage is a major event, the words of her parents and the matchmaker, she can't be the master herself. Widow Liu was unwilling to marry that man like this, and wanted to see him first. So, she secretly went to her future in-law's house.

When she arrived at the door, Widow Liu saw a man six feet tall with a black and red face greeting his neighbors loudly and carrying a shovel out of the door. She was so frightened that she hid, clutching her pounding heart, thinking that this should be the person.

It's better to be famous than to meet, this time, Widow Liu is a lot more down-to-earth. This man didn't look like a reckless man, and he was quite good-looking, and Widow Liu's heart suddenly moved. As soon as her heart moved, she unconsciously followed him and turned into a forest.

When he arrived at the edge of the woods, Widow Liu suddenly came to her senses, it was sunny and daylight, what was he doing here? Just as he was thinking, the voices of two people suddenly sounded in the woods. One is her fiancΓ©, and the other is a strange man.

"That day, I heard with my own ears that the man asked my dead ghost husband to go to Zhendong, and he would give him a hundred taels after a night's work. One hundred taels," Widow Liu smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about him, even I'm tempted." I wondered what kind of people they were, so I crept closer to them, just to see what the man looked like. ”

Widow Liu saw that person's face as she wished, but after her husband's accident, she knew that she was in trouble. "At that time, I thought that the man would kill me and reunite me with the dead ghost underground. Unexpectedly, he actually sent a hundred taels of silver, saying that I deserved it. At that time, I had just been sent to a nunnery. It is said that the Chu family is convenient and compassionate, but they also look at money. I don't have any money, so they make it difficult for me everywhere. At that time, a hundred taels of silver was like a life-saving straw for me! ”

Yan Heyi knew that she was telling the truth. Widow Liu said, "I know, you will think that I am greedy for money and forget my roots, after all, he killed my man, and I even hid it for him." Yan Heyi shook his head, "No, you are not wrong for choosing to protect yourself." Only, can you tell me what that man really looks like? ”

"Childe, do you have pen and paper here?" Widow Liu is good at painting, and with a little brush, a man's face jumps on the paper. Yan Heyi looked at this face, and suddenly a chill arose in his heart.

This man looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with heavy eyebrows and phoenix eyes, two thin lips, and the most conspicuous thing was that there was a black mole under his right eye. And what made Yan Heyi feel cold was that this person was three or four points similar to him for no reason.

Seeing him in a daze, Widow Liu asked, "Childe, have you seen this person?" Yan Heyi retracted his thoughts, "No, thank you girl for your help, it's late at night, I'll let Yichun send you back!" Yan Heyi folded the painting into his sleeve and sent Widow Liu out of the door.

Seeing that the person was leaving, Zhong Huachi came over and asked curiously, "How is it, there is a clue?" Yan Heyi grabbed his wrist, hurriedly entered the room, and took out the portrait in his sleeve, "Take a good look, he ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Huachi pointed to the painting and shouted in a fuss, "He, he, he!" You, you, you! You ......," Yan Heyi said, "you think this man is a little similar to me, right?" Zhong Huachi nodded vigorously, "It's not that I'm too careful, Heyi, do you think you still have some half-brother who is out, and the two of you met here by chance?" ”

"I don't know." Yan Heyi's heart was a little confused, and the appearance of this person made him a little uneasy. Seeing that his face was not good, Zhong Huachi knew that this joke was too big, and hurriedly said, "I just said this in passing, you must not take it to heart." Now that we know what this man looks like, things will be easy. Tomorrow I will draw a few more portraits and paste them all over the town, as long as he shows up, he will not be able to escape! ”

"It's fine." Yan Heyi said in despair, and fell on the bed, dazed. Zhong Huachi turned his back, slapped himself in the face, and muttered quietly, "Blame me for this mouth, what's this called!" At the moment, the two of them didn't talk much, they lay down in their clothes, and they slept until dawn.