After hearing too many legends, Feng'er regarded Mrs. Wang as the princess who led Ximenqing and Pan Jinlian with a needle, and asked her if she had a godson. Wang Ganniang's godson, of course, is the Ximen Qing in Feng'er's imagination. As long as he is romantic, he will not do good things, and maybe Mrs. Wang will get his benefits and provide him with Lan'er's information, so that he can pick flowers.

Feng'er decided that Mrs. Wang's godson was the flower thief.

Mrs. Wang was surprised when she heard Feng'er ask about his godson. He asked, "How did the little guest officer know him?"

Feng'er pretended to be calm, saying that if you don't know, you have no reason to talk, and only on the premise of knowing can you come up with some things you want.

Feng'er said: "Of course I know him! After many years of friendship, he often says good things about you." Is he in his twenties, lazy every day, and doesn't obey discipline much?"

Seeing that she was an acquaintance of her godson, Mrs. Wang didn't need to scruple when she spoke, but she seemed close to saying anything.

Mrs. Wang said: "The little guest officer really knows him! Even if he still has a little conscience, he knows how to be grateful to the old man." He is thirty years old this year, and he looked well-behaved when he was a child, who knew that he would become idle when he grew up, and he learned to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble with a few younger students, and wandered in the flower street and willow lane, and the old man never listened to him. How can I not get my shoes wet when I stand by the river? What good is it to mix with these people? I don't know if I live or die!"

Feng'er saw that Wang Matchmaker was wearing her own set, knowing everything and saying everything, and she was overjoyed.

Feng'er asked, "Does he often stay up at night?"

Mrs. Wang said: "Whoever walks on this road, how many of them stay at home safely? Aren't they all like night owls? Yangshou has been sucked away by ghosts." ”

It's not far from the topic, the road is getting closer and gentle, just point out a little more and go straight to the point.

Feng'er said: "He must have taken a fancy to Lan'er." ”

Mrs. Wang said: "The little guest officer is really a god man! He often chattered to the old body, wanting to tell Lan'er about his mother-in-law's family, and after listening to it in his heart, he begged the old man to tell Lan'er to him. What kind of character do you think he is? Lao Shen and the big brother Zhengxing have known each other for many years, how could they push Lan'er into the fire pit? Lao Shen ignored him. ”

Sure enough, Feng'er firmed up her judgment, and the fox showed its tail.

Feng'er said, "Then it must be him! You just said that he has a few fox friends and a gang?"

All those who do not do their jobs properly are in groups of three or five, and they do bad things to strengthen each other's courage. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can we deal with them.

Mrs. Wang said: "There are many fox friends and dog friends, so Qin Hui still has two good friends! As the saying goes: loaches and loaches are in a group, and catfish and catfish are in a class." They are all bastards who dance and play with their feet, and ordinary people dare not mess with them. ”

They are idle and have nothing to do, and they still want to find something to do. Whoever provokes them, don't even think about doing your business, anyway, they are ruffians, and you will not be scattered if you are not defeated.

Feng'er said: "That's right. Are your godson and you from the same village?"

Mrs. Wang said: "Yes! has been friends with his father and mother for many years, and there is no one under his knees, so he thinks he is a god. ”

Feng'er said: "There is a wrong, and there is a debtor." God finally opened his eyes. Where is your godson now? I'll go find him. ”

Seeing that Lan'er's revenge was avenged, Feng'er couldn't wait a little longer, caught the flower thief, and also washed away his innocence.

When Mrs. Wang heard that Feng'er was going to find her godson, she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I can't help it! I can't help it! Could it be that he owes the little guest officer two silver taels? ”

Feng'er sneered: "Can't find him? I'll spare him just because he knows a few gangsters?

Hearing that he had avenged Lan'er, Niu Zhengxing, who was drinking, put down his wine glass, stood up slowly, touched a hoe behind the door, his eyes were hazy, and he said drunkly:

"Guys, let's go, I'll go with you!"

Mrs. Wang was confused by their words and actions, and it took a long time to seem to have an understanding. Said:

"What are you going to do? Don't you think the old man is an accomplice of the flower thief?"

Feng'er said: "I don't regard you as his accomplice, if this kind of thing happens, there must be an explanation, right? ”

Mrs. Wang said angrily: "I want to see you, I want to ask you, don't use the old body as a monkey, draw a circle and let the old body jump." The old body is a matchmaker, not a coffin shop. It is said that I can get five or six taels of silver for a matchmaker, and I will not benefit from a single person who dies. The villagers don't look up and look down, can they still do this bloody and bad conscience?"

Feng'er said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not that he won't wronged him, it's impossible for him to let him go, and things have to be settled." ”

Mrs. Wang said: "The county lord can't solve the case, and you still want to intervene in it, Xiaohuazi? If the weasel can control the wheel, then don't want mules and horses! Why do you say that my godson has something to do with Lan'er's affairs?"

Feng'er said: "No house ghost can't attract external evil!"

Mrs. Wang looked at Feng'er and said angrily:

My godson drank too much wine half a year ago, fell into a well and drowned, and now the village is buried, you go and ask him. A family of 100 women asked, if the old body does not come to the door, is it that they all die of old age and do not marry at home? If something happens, they will look for the old body, and how many lives will the old body have enough to pay for? The old body does not do bad things, and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. ......”

Mrs. Wang didn't say goodbye, and left with a chatter in her mouth.

Feng'er was stunned, and the clue she had finally found was gone.

Du Ling forgot the occasion and couldn't stand up with a straight smile.

Niu Zhengxing picked up the hoe and asked, "Master, where are we going to take revenge?"

Feng'er had nothing to say, so she could only say:

"Uncle Niu, you rest first, and then take you there when you wake up. Hanako is leaving!"

Walking out of Niu Zhengxing's house, the wind has a gray feeling.

Du Ling asked: "Brother Feng'er, there is no clue now, where are we going?"

Feng'er looked dazed and said:

"I have nowhere to go, so I have to wait for the rabbit. ”

Back at his residence, Yao Xiucai was still shaking his head and reading poetry books. "There will be times when you ride the wind and waves, and you will sail straight to the sea. ”

The Ninth Master brought a little boy lunch and asked about Feng'er's injury with concern. It's nothing more than saying some polite words, and then walking away slowly.

Ziwei saw that Feng'er was in a bad mood, so he came over and persuaded:

"Feng'er, things are not as simple as you think, and clues are not easy to find. Lord Yang has already proven our innocence, so why don't we stay for two days and leave when your injuries are healed." ”

Ah Niu said: "How can there be so many flowers to pick in a village with big eggshells? Besides, when the flower thief comes, he won't tell you, where are we going to catch him? This is a bit of a little funny. ”

Feng'er couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, so she was silent.

Du Ling said: "Don't bother Brother Feng'er, let's stay for two days first, and then let's talk about it then!"