"Is it better?" Jin Yukun's greetings were sent almost at noon.

"It's better." Ningxiang replied.

Yesterday, I asked Jin Yukun about it, and I have found out today, so I went directly to the dry goods information, and a WeChat message came, "Ning Xiang, have you heard of the Liang family's cemetery?" Zhang Yue is buried there, and the address will be sent to you. But I think you still have to ask Jinmo about this. Whoever started the trouble should end it. ”

Was Jinmo buried her mother? In this way, Jinmo was very weird for a while.

Ning Xiang asked for a certificate like a big understanding, so she decided to talk to Aunt Zhang.

But she was gone last night.

Today's phone call came, and Aunt Zhang said that she was on the train and it was inconvenient to come back.

But I will come back once next month, and I will definitely come to visit Ning Xiang when I return.

I also want to bring some local specialties over, there is nothing to do with the specialties, just bring a little pickles and hot sauce from my hometown.

Originally, it was inconvenient on the phone, Ning Xiang was still too curious, and Sister Zhang also recalled that during that time, Ning Xiang always wanted to eat plums and canned food, but Jinmo didn't allow her to eat these two things, so she always sneaked out to buy and eat. Sister Zhang has the impression that during that time, Jinmo always went out early and returned late. Moreover, when I came back, there was a faint smell of disinfectant on my body. But Jinmo will change his clothes and then come to Ning Xiang's side, so Ning Xiang may not know.

But Sister Zhang always washes Jinmo's clothes and knows about it.

That's right.

It seems that the mother has been ill for a while and has undergone thorough treatment.

Ning Xiang tried to contact Dean Jin Yuhan again, but when she called, she always turned off her phone.

WeChat also occasionally replied that it was inconvenient to consult abroad.

After this matter was clarified, Ning Xiang felt that she still had to investigate the cause of her father's death and the murder of her father-in-law.

It has to be two-pronged, on the one hand, ask a special detective to investigate. On the one hand, she had to look it up.

Although the new servants were not familiar with the specific situation of the Liang family, they were excellent and conscientious, and quickly completed the sorting of the items in the room. Lunch was also prepared, and after using it on time, Ning Xiang slept for more than three hours in the afternoon.

I waited until after four o'clock in the evening to wake up quietly.

I had a lot of miscellaneous dreams, but I couldn't remember the scene in the dream when I woke up. Ning Xiang took her phone from the bedside, unlocked the screen, and glanced at WeChat, there was only one message from Mei Lan, which was three silver longevity locks, which seemed to be expensive.

"You're welcome. Really, gifts are not accepted, so don't buy them either. ”

"Don't look down on people, I can afford this little money. Why do you give my nephews and nieces in advance, I want to sell to them personally. ”

After a long time, Ning Xiang let go of her self-esteem and asked, "Mei Lan, you say, will Jinmo believe it?" ”

"Do you believe it works? It's really not a question of 'believe or don't believe', it's a question of 'yes or no'. You know. ”

Mei Lan's reply made Ning Xiang wake up completely.

Ning Xiang opened her sleepy eyes, crossed Mei Lan's dialog box, and clicked on Jinmo's avatar.

In the background is a photo of Ningxiang's own playground, JM❤NX shimmering in the inky sky.

No reply.

Ning Xiang considered whether to send another one.

But what I'm afraid of is that I'm afraid of seeing a line on the screen: the other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his friend yet......

Ning Xiang quit WeChat, changed to the address book, found a name, and dialed it out.

Receiving Ning Xiang's call, Jinxi was very surprised, and in between some kind of exercise, the two of them stopped stiffly.

Ignoring the other party's surprise, Jinxi got up and took the phone and went to the bathroom.

The shower rattled, and Jinxi put on her headphones.

"Brother Jinxi" Ning Xiang's voice was a little hoarse.