When he walked out of the ancestral hall of the Xia family, Xia Zhong's mood was already relieved, and Mrs. Xia made it clear to him everything that happened, just like his dream, he raised him and treated him lovingly, Xia Bo was really his biological father. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the mother did die at the hands of the father. Everything was a big mistake in a single thought.

If he hadn't asked Yu Yiping and them to investigate this case, maybe the people of Xiajiapu would have kept this secret forever until he was old.

Now Xia Zhong thinks more about the generosity and benevolence of the people of Xiajiapu since he was a child. When he was a child, he fought with children of his own age, and when he lost, as long as he cried, the parents of those children would indiscriminately beat their own children. The older children will let him, and the aunt next door will cook and mend his clothes from time to time. He can be said to have grown up in the love of the Xia family shop. It turns out that there is a shocking secret hidden in this love, and everyone is keeping a promise.

After Xia Zhong came back, he told Yu Yiping and them all the things he knew, and everyone sighed. Sigh the compassionate heart of the Xia Jiapu people.

The matter has come to light, and Yu Yiping and the others are also ready to leave Xiajiapu and return to Fenglin Town.

The next day, Yu Yiping and the others packed their luggage early and prepared to leave. Xia Zhong kept it again and again, and Yu Yiping thanked Xia Zhong for his kindness and insisted on going back. Walking down the steps from the back wall of Xia Zhong's house, a small boat was already waiting here. The boatman on the boat held a penny in his hand and waited for Yu Yiping and them to get on the boat.

Yu Yiping said goodbye to Xia Zhong again, took his luggage and walked to the boat, at this time, a figure ran over on the other side of the river, it was Ah Jiu!

"Brother Zhong! Brother Zhong! Gather at the ancestral hall! ”

"What's wrong? Ah Jiu. What's wrong? ”

"Brother Zhong, go to the ancestral hall, the master is gone!"

"The master is gone? Where did he go? ”

"Brother Zhong, the Taiye Immortal has passed away!" Ah Jiu's voice was eager and sad.

"Ahh Xia Zhong, who was standing on the shore, was stunned, and Yu Yiping and Mo Fei, who were about to get on the boat, were also stunned, yesterday was fine Mrs. Xia, but today he passed away. It was a surprise.

"Why is it so fast, it was 。。。。。 yesterday" Mo Fei sighed.

"Maybe Mrs. Xia knows that his days are numbered, and he finally made a wish before leaving." Yu Yiping also lamented the impermanence of the world.

"Brother Yu, should we go and worship Master Xia before leaving?" Why bother asking Yu Yiping.

"That's for sure, in the days of Xia's shop, I have dealt with Mrs. Xia many times, and I still admire his character, it is not easy to manage such a big family. Let's go, let's go to the ancestral hall of the Xia family to worship Mrs. Xia. Yu Yiping instructed the boatman to turn around.

There was a crowd of people in front of the Xia family ancestral hall, and the people of the Xia family shop who learned the news rushed over from all directions, crying along the way.

In the hall of the ancestral hall, Mrs. Xia's coffin has been set up, and the people of Xiajiapu are hanging the white paper lantern with the word "lay" written on it on the gatehouse. The Xia family shopkeeper who wore linen and filial piety knelt on the ground. Yu Yiping took Mo Fei with them, squeezed in and kowtowed to Mrs. Xia.

Finally squeezed out of it, Yu Yiping took everyone to prepare to rush back, and Ah Jiu ran over and stopped him.

"Detective Yu, stay!"

"Ah Jiu, is there anything else you need us to help with?"

"Detective Yu, let me give this to you before I leave." Ah Jiu took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Yu Yiping.

Yu Yiping unfolded the paper and saw a few words written on the paper: ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband. Just for the orphans to have mercy, they have no choice but to save the lives of sinners.

Yu Yi slowly closed the note and put it in his pocket.

"Brother Yu, what did Mrs. Xia write to you?" Mo Fei asked.

"Write about the joys and sorrows of life, and the warmth and coldness of the world. Mrs. Xia is really an elder with a true temperament. Yu Yiping stood on the boat, looked at the Xia family ancestral hall that disappeared behind him, and said.

The boat followed the water, rowing faster and faster, and the Xia Jiapu, with white houses and black tiles like ink paintings, gradually disappeared into the sky.