"No, hasn't your mother been sick for a long time? I listened to your aunt. So your aunt went to visit her and asked me for a few hundred dollars. But I didn't expect that this was the last time your aunt saw your mother, and your aunt came back and told me that your mother had passed away, so I only found out. If I had known that this was your mother's last meeting, I would have gone with her to see your mother, after all, we are all relatives. Mother-in-law said regretfully!

Although I already knew something in my heart, when I heard it at this moment, I was still a little shocked in my heart. So my aunt was there when my mom died, but none of us knew about it.

Could it be that my aunt is really the murderer of my mother?

"Mother-in-law, did my aunt say anything before she got sick? She died suddenly. To be honest, I can't accept it. I don't know how she disappeared all of a sudden. You also know that she was killed, and I wonder if she had been in contact with anyone before. I asked.

After listening to my words, my mother-in-law recalled, "It seems that your aunt used to talk to a man on the phone. I don't know what they said on the phone, every time I make a call, your aunt is very angry. ”

"Then did you ask her who this man is?"

"Asked. Although our son is no longer alive, our daughter-in-law is still the daughter-in-law of our family after all, as long as she does not remarry for a day, she is a member of our family. If I'm always on the phone with a man, how can I pretend I can't see it? I asked her, and she said she was just a fellow villager who had grown up together. But if she wanted to continue asking, she wouldn't want to say anything. ”

Fellow? Or did they grow up together? My aunt is married to another place, but every time she goes back to her parents' house, she doesn't seem to see her go to anyone's house to play, let alone a man.

"Oh yes, because I didn't worry about your aunt before, I was afraid that she would be deceived, so I secretly looked at her mobile phone and copied down the phone number, do you want me to show it to you?" My mother-in-law suddenly remembered something and asked me.

I quickly nodded and said yes! She immediately went back to her room to find me that phone number, and I was waiting for her to find it in my aunt's room, and maybe it would be a clue as well.

When I was looking at the photo, I suddenly saw a photo of my mother and aunt when they were young, and there was a man in the photo, a young man who looked very handsome.

Who is this man? Why do I feel familiar? I just can't remember where I've seen it for a while.

I couldn't help but curiously pull this picture out of the frame, as if my mother was very familiar with my aunt and this man, and their eyes were shining strangely. It looks like it's a love affair for this man.

It's just that this photo is a bit strange, my mother's face is painted with black strokes......

Judging from the photo, it looks like it was deliberately drawn! Could it be Auntie? Why did my aunt draw my mother's face like this? If it weren't for the fact that her eyes weren't scratched, I wouldn't have known it was my mom!

There must be something wrong with this!

After thinking about it, I put this photo in my bag and put the rest back in the cupboard. When I opened the cabinet, I stumbled upon a somewhat yellowed diary.

This is my aunt's diary? It should be hers, because only one of their aunts in their family can write and read.

It seems immoral to peek into other people's diaries, but I'm trying to get to the bottom of the matter, so ......

So in the end I opened it anyway, and if I didn't see what was written in it, then I might have missed a clue.

I opened the notebook and was about to read it, when I suddenly heard footsteps behind me, and I hurriedly took the diary into my bag, which seemed to be inconvenient now, so I had to wait until I got back to read it.

My mother-in-law came over and gave me a small note with a crooked string of numbers written on it.

"That's the phone number, you call. I did it a while ago, and it seems that I can't get through anymore. Both of us are illiterate, so the numbers are also crooked, don't mind. The mother-in-law said.

I smiled, then took out my phone and dialed the number, but as my mother-in-law said, the number really didn't work.

Even if I can't get through, it doesn't matter, when I go back, let Gu Bonan help me check, in case I find out something, maybe I can't say anything. Now the mobile phone number is registered with real name, as long as he has used this number, he will definitely be able to find out something.

It was still early when I left my mother-in-law's house, and she repeatedly asked me to stay for lunch, but I finally refused, because it was not convenient to take Gu Bonan with me, and I had to leave here quickly. And I still have a lot of things to do, I can only tell the old people that I will come to see them when I have time, they are a little disappointed, but in the end they still send us out of the village.

After waving goodbye to her, we bought the high-speed train back to the city. I had mixed feelings along the way, if it was really my aunt who killed my mother, then I ...... Should she be forgiven? How should I deal with the fat man?

I can only pray and pray that everything is not what we think it is.

When I got home, I took out the diary, and then asked Gu Bonan to help me check the phone number my mother-in-law gave me.

Gu Bonan glanced at the diary in my hand, thought for a while and said, "If you really don't have the courage to read it, then leave it to me." Or, give up the search for the truth. ”

"No!" I shook my head and rejected him at the first time, and at this time he could still think of my feelings, and I was grateful to him, but it didn't make me give up knowing about my mother's murderer.

"Can I watch it by myself? Can you go about your business first? I hesitated for a moment and looked up at Gu Bonan.

I broke him off because I was afraid that I would be too embarrassed when the truth was revealed. And I really need to be quiet at this time.

His bright, dark eyes looked at me, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. But he respected me, and in the end he left.

I was the only one left in the room, and I looked at the journal for a long, long time before I finally mustered up the courage to open it.

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Although it was already summer, it was still a little cool in the morning when the dew fell in the middle of the night. This night, I stood on the balcony and waited for dawn.

I didn't sleep all night, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. I just feel so distressed that I am very sober.

After reading that diary, I was numb. Sometimes, whatever you're afraid of, God just likes to let you get something. I had tried very hard to avoid it, but in the end?

But in the end, my dearest aunt was the murderer of my mother!

And the process of killing my mother was so bad......