At this time, Bao Yongshi, who was standing at the door of the grass shed, asked the serious-looking director Ma who was always frowning, can I go? Director Ma said that you can't go, you have to cooperate with our investigation, and only after the case has a preliminary result will we consider whether to let you go home.

Bao Yongshi regretted that he shouldn't have come to buy watermelon, and now that the watermelon has not been bought, he has caused trouble. He was in a hurry, and he stammered when he spoke, Director Ma, I only ...... It's a report, a report...... It's over, you should let me go. I'm not a bad person. Director Ma was very sensitive, took a serious look at him, and felt that he didn't look like a bad guy honestly, so he said, this person is dead, can't you cooperate with us to investigate? Why are you in such a hurry to go home?

Bao Yongshi saw that Director Ma was reasonable, and his tone was not too heavy, revealing an oppressive momentum, so he honestly didn't dare to speak.

At this time, many villagers came from the neighborhood one after another, and from their discussions, Bao Yongshi, who had always been indifferent, learned some information: this old man was originally the director of Zou Laoyong, a nursing home near Jinsecheng, who was dismissed and expelled because of his work style problems and extremely bad influence.

One night, he grabbed a female worker he had coveted from behind, but the woman did not comply, shouted loudly, and told her husband about his indecent behavior, and her husband reported it to the higher authorities, and in this way punished him.

Zou Laoyong was married in his early years, and soon his wife was paralyzed in bed, and when she saw that her husband had no patience to take care of her, she yelled from time to time, saying that she might as well die if she dragged people so much. The wife couldn't swallow that breath, so she really drank the medicine and died. Since then, Zou Laoyong has not been able to find a suitable partner to remarry.

After being expelled from the nursing home, he planned to plant a few acres of watermelons and sell them for some money, and then find a matchmaker to match him, but unexpectedly, the watermelons planted were just ripe and ready to be sold for money, but Zou Laoyong died. How did he die? No one knows. There was an enamel basin under his bamboo bed, which was empty, and there were only a few maggots the size of rice grains arching in it, which may have fallen or crawled down from the old man's carrion, and it was disgusting to watch.

The task force brought by Director Ma did not find out the results for a while. The forensic doctor dissected Zou Laoyong's body, sent it for sampling on the same day, and basically found out the suspected cause of death the next day: the deceased's gastric juice with watermelon pulp contained a large amount of eye medicine ingredients. From this, it can be concluded that Zou Laoyong died of sleep after eating too many sleeping pills. This is also suicide, why did he commit suicide? It's also an unsolvable mystery.

Bao Yongshi was finally put back, and he talked about the case of the dead old man guarding the watermelon, and he still had palpitations. Later, the couple went up the mountain to cut firewood, and instead of passing through the old road of the watermelon field, they preferred to make a big bend and go up the mountain from the eastern foothills. Bao Maoying still helped her parents carry firewood and bundles, and walked three miles more rugged mountain roads back and forth than before, which was quite a loss, and there were no springs and streams on both sides of this mountain road for drinking to quench thirst, so she could only hold back and go home to solve her thirst.

That time, Bao Maoying carried a bundle of firewood down the mountain and walked halfway up the mountain, hungry and thirsty, she couldn't bear it, so she temporarily stopped the bundle of firewood under a steep big rock, because it was a little stuffy, she climbed up the stairs and climbed to the top of a cool big rock to blow the wind.

First standing, then sitting, the sweat running down his forehead did not dry. She took out the flower handkerchief from her body and wiped it from the left side of her forehead to the right, and then from the left side of her face to the right side of her face, and wiped it on this side, and then turned it over to that end to wipe, rubbing, rubbing, she may not hold it steady, the flower handkerchief slipped from the tip of her hand, and was swept up by the sudden mountain wind, and then fluttered and fell under the big rock that her vision could not reach.

It turned out that there was a mountain drop of more than ten meters under the big rock, and then below was a green lawn, on which lay a strong man wearing blue shorts and a blue shirt, and his chest was exposed because of the undisciplined buttons. The strong man was closing his eyes and recuperating, and beside him was a load of earthenware baskets full of firewood and a large hoe with a wide mouth on the soil, and it was obvious that this man was a woodcutter who had gone up the mountain to dig firewood.

At this moment, he heard that there seemed to be movement on the big rock, and he didn't pay attention to it, but he opened his eyes slightly that seemed to be squinting, and he felt that a shadow fell from the sky, it was the projection of the wings of a bird, and he was also inadvertent, and quietly closed his eyes that had opened a gap.

But his copper-colored face was suddenly covered by a soft and sweaty thing that fell from the sky. Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed it, and when he opened his eyes, it was a sweaty flower handkerchief. He immediately stood up and said to himself, whose handkerchief is this? When the strong man looked up, he found a girl standing beside the big rock on the mountain, with black braids on her head, staring at the flower handkerchief he held in his hand.

Girl, it's your handkerchief, isn't it?! Here you go. As he said this, the strong man stretched out one hand to button the blue shirt one by one to cover his exposed chest. He thought: I was a little more polite, and it was also a sign of respect for the girl.

It's mine, don't! The girl replied, and as soon as she turned around, her back was obscured by the big rock.

The strong man took the flower handkerchief and struggled to climb up the slope and climb the big rock, only to see the girl carrying the firewood and walking tenaciously down the mountain. He held up the flower handkerchief and waved it like a flag, and shouted loudly, "Girl, since this handkerchief is yours, why not?" You rest, I'll give it back to you.

Where did the girl listen to him? Still walking down the hill as I was. The strong man simply jumped down from the big rock and chased after the girl. He said, "Girl, you put the firewood at rest, and let me pick it for you." Bud Maoying said no. Of course, she remembered the old man who guarded the watermelon at the foot of the mountain some time ago, and she didn't want to be afraid of coming into contact with an elderly man, so she was very vigilant.

The strong man saw that the girl did not appreciate it, so he stuffed the flower handkerchief into the bundle of firewood she was carrying, and Bud Maoying found it, and silently took out one hand to pick up the flower handkerchief and shook it, and fluttered down on the mountain road covered with rotten leaves.

The strong man asked, why don't you want it? Bao Maoying replied that it was dirty, and continued to hurry. Seeing that she was far away, the strong man picked up the handkerchief again, and thought: "Girl, don't spend handkerchiefs, do you think I'm scratching dirty?" If that's the case, I'll wash it and dry it, and I'll give it back to her tomorrow if she passes by.

The next morning, as soon as the sun had risen, the strong man came to the mountain where he had dug firewood yesterday, and instead of digging firewood, he stood on the mountain road with big rocks on one side and thorns on the other, waiting for the girl whom he felt was particularly eye-catching, to appear, and to return to her the washed and dried flower handkerchief that had been folded in the palm of his hand into a zigzag shape.

But the girl never appeared, but she saw an elderly man and woman walking down the mountain, with machetes and sharp poles in their hands, and they must have gone up the mountain to cut wood. He ignored it, turned his back, and retreated to the bushes by the side of the road.

At the same time, he shoved the flower handkerchief in the palm of his hand into the sleeve of his shirt, intending to let them pass and continue to wait here for the girl's appearance. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly called out his Dong Pai name and asked him what he was doing here, he looked back and called his man about the same age as himself. He was a little familiar, but he couldn't name him, so he made up a lie, and I just found a hare running here, and when I chased it, it was gone.

The man didn't pursue and didn't have to investigate whether this was true or not, he only led his woman to walk, walked to the big rock, stopped and said to Dong Pai, we are the Bao family, and you don't know each other? The tiled house on the hillside below this mountain is our home.

The woman said that Dong Pai had never been married in his life, it was nothing about the world, he only went around the mountains all day long, and his personality had become pedantic. Dong Pai nodded, and a couple walked over. When their figures disappeared at the bend of the mountain road, Dong Pai took out the flower handkerchief stuffed in the sleeve of his shirt and held it in the palm of his hand, and continued to wait, expecting the girl to appear.

About half of the morning, the girl finally appeared, she was carrying a sharp burden, was stepping on the winding mountain road, Dong Pai greeted her, handed her the flower handkerchief folded into a heart zigzag and said, girl, I picked up the flower handkerchief you dropped and washed it and dried it, and brought it to you today.

The girl glanced at Dong Pai, didn't speak, and shook her hand to indicate that she didn't want to. Dong Pai had no choice but to get out of the way and let her pass. Dong Pai watched the girl walk past with a depressed face, and then left himself with a beautiful back. Dong Pai thought that he was kind, so he quietly followed the girl, and decided to give the flower handkerchief to her parents, who were chopping wood in the alpine forest, and told the reason.