"The old body is only borrowed temporarily, and it will leave one day. But Xiaomi, don't you really have any thoughts about today's days? ”

Yawning, she walked side by side with Lao Mitou.

The reason why he asked Lao Mitou this was because Feng Zhibai could see that he had a past hidden in his heart that he couldn't let go of.

The back of the old rice head was slightly sagging, and his face slowly revealed desolation.

When he arrived at the eighth building, Lao Mitou held on to the railing of the stairs and struggled to climb up with his feet.

It wasn't until he got to the door that he sighed and said, "Although I've only been with you for one day, and I don't know who you are, I can feel that you do have some ability." Qu Tianshi also told me that you must be a capable person, for the sake of our living and dying together, I am not afraid to talk to you more. ”

Rummaging through his bag, he took out the key from the yellow cloth bag and opened the door.

"I'm in my 50s, and my son and daughter are married. If I hadn't met you today, if I hadn't met Qu Tianshi, the rest of my life might have passed like this. ”

As soon as the door opened, a cool breeze blew out.

Lao Mitou reached out and turned on the button on the wall to control the light.

"Bang-" sounded, and the huge house was displayed in front of Feng Zhibai's eyes.

How to describe Lao Mitou's home?

Empty, big, lonely.

Lao Mitou is very similar to her in some places, such as loneliness.

But he's a lot better than himself.

He had at least neighbors and people to talk to.

Feng Zhibai, only herself.

The people she has interacted with are all fleeting things for her, and the lifespan of everyone seems to her to be just an open eye and a closed eye.

Compared to the right one, Lao Mitou is much better than her.

Helplessly, he raised his eyes and looked at the room, and his eyes also fell on Lao Mitou's body.

The moment the light was turned on, Lao Mitou was stunned for a moment when he saw his empty home, and then sighed and couldn't help but redden.

Walking in through the door, he staggered to the couch and bent down to pull the drawer on the coffee table.

He suppressed his voice while pulling: "Come in, don't mind, my house is a little empty." ”

"It's a little empty, but the old body is not such a caring person."

Feng Zhibai waved his hand and found a separate sofa to sit down.

Old Mitou straightened up and took something out of the drawer.

It is a photo with a framed photograph on it.

Raising his hand to wipe the photo in the frame, his face was gentle but infinitely lost.

"My wife is very good, although she is a bit of a tiger, but she is straightforward and never plays tricks. My son's personality follows me and is a little dull, and my girl follows her mother and has a big personality. My eldest was 12 years old when my wife left us, and my girl had just celebrated her ninth birthday, and I still can't forget how my wife left us. ”

Xu is dusty memory knocked on Lao Mitou's heart, and he kept wiping the person who had left him in the photo with trembling hands.

Tears silently hit his eyes on the photo, he couldn't wipe his hands, and he was afraid that the tears would blur the person in the photo, so he hurriedly pulled his sleeve and wiped the photo behind the glass hard.

Feng Zhibai folded his hands on his legs, and when he saw Lao Mi's lips trembling and wanted to say but couldn't speak, he only felt a tightness in his chest.

She got up and sat down beside Lao Mitou, reached out and grabbed his arm, her voice soft and comforting: "Don't be afraid. ”

Don't be afraid to quiet the old rice head.

He turned his head to look at Feng Zhibai with blurred eyes, and then said in a trembling voice: "I will never forget the murderer who killed my wife!" She was the one who broke our family and separated our wives! ”

His hands were clutching the frame, his eyes drifting away and hateful.

"Twenty years ago, my wife had a very good friend, but her friend was not talkative, she was deep-minded, and her personality and lifestyle were completely different from my wife's. The two of them often ate and chatted together, and soon became good friends. My wife has a straightforward personality, she doesn't speak darkly, she can't hide things in her heart, and she will tell her everything. But that person was completely different from my wife, she would never tell my wife about herself, including any decisions she made. ”

At that time, the woman was a staff member at Qinghai Amusement Park, and later resigned because of some things and stayed at home for half a year. During this time, she called my wife and said that she was not treated well by her mother-in-law at home and wanted to come out and find a job. ”

"My wife was working as a chef in a restaurant in the city center at the time, and out of kindness, my wife introduced her to her own shop as an apprentice. The woman was a slow learner, had a weak hand and foot, didn't like to talk, and often stood in a daze. The store manager thinks that she is my wife's friend and takes good care of her, although she can't do things and is very slow in efficiency, but the bonuses and subsidies every month are the top ones in the store. My wife also takes good care of her, both in life and at work. ”

"But no one would have thought that the person they took so much care of turned out to be a white-eyed wolf! A murderer! ”

Lao Mi slapped his head on the sofa, anger written on his face.

"After working at my wife's store for a year and a half, the woman realized that her salary was too low, and she threatened to leave her job and wanted to increase her salary. The store manager didn't agree, called my wife, and asked my wife to persuade her, but she not only didn't listen to my wife, but pointed at my wife's nose and scolded, saying that my wife has no conscience and helps outsiders to squeeze herself! ”

"My wife had nothing to say, so she had to go and talk to the store manager, but she didn't talk to her. The store manager didn't say much, and kindly told her to let her find her next job before resigning. The man was grateful to the store manager on the surface, but in private, he went to other places to spread rumors. She said that the place where she worked was not good, that the people who worked were not good to her, that the store manager didn't want her to kick her out of the store, that my wife beat and scolded her, and that the store where my wife worked added poison to her cooking. ”

Soon, the incident alarmed the police department and the food and drug administration. The people from above investigated thoroughly, and they could go back after verifying that nothing had happened. But at the end of the day, an accident occurred, and some inspectors checked the contraband 'poppy' in the restaurant staff locker room. ”

Lao Mitou hugged the photo in his arms: "Illegal poppy distribution in the restaurant is punishable by fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years." The cabinet that the prosecutors turned over at that time was my wife's. ”

Inspectors then found opium poppy in different meals. My wife is a master of stir-frying, and everyone thinks my wife made it! Even their store manager thought it was my wife who deliberately hurt them in order to help that woman get angry! No matter how my wife explains, no one believes me! The police took my wife away, and the store was closed for investigation. ”

"The police called me and told me everything that had happened. I know my wife, she's not the one who would do that kind of thing! I rushed to the police station, and when I saw my wife, she cried and told me everything about the woman. I went to the police to tell them the truth, but the police said that they had checked the surveillance and did not see the poppy that the woman had dropped, but they also did not find the footage of my wife's poppy. ”