On the day of Mao Aqin's murder, since someone took the opportunity to enter his room to investigate, is it possible that the other party already knew that Mao Aqin would commit murder on that day?

Although it is also possible that the other party has been staring here, discovering Mao Aqin's actions and taking the opportunity to act, this may be very small.

Mu Qingyun has a keen sense of spirit, but whenever someone is watching, he can detect it from a distance.

Even an old-timer like Zhang Jingsong, who is excellent in light skills, can't keep an eye on him, and how many people are still alive today who can compare with Zhang Jingsong?

Besides, there is the tall man on the top of the building.

It is more likely that these people knew in advance that Mao Aqin was going to do it.

Mu Qingyun frowned unconsciously.

This time, the script is very rough, I only know that the heroine is the original 'half-sister' Jiang Minhua, and the male protagonist Wang Mingyuan is the youngest child of the royal family in the imperial capital, I don't know what happened to the Wang family, so I sent him to Xiongxian to live with his sister and brother-in-law, and by the way, he studied in Xiongxian.

said it was a sweet and abusive article, but in fact, it didn't abuse the heroine much.

The only bit of abuse is that Wang Mingyuan recognized the wrong person at the beginning, but the person he loves has always been Jiang Minhua, who was a playmate when he was a child, and he already has a vague memory.

The whole story is a story of the lucky star shining on the little heroine, who is favored by the male protagonist and the male protagonist's family, as well as all kinds of men, women and children.

If it weren't for the fact that Baiyunmen would appear in the story, Mu Qingyun would have no interest in the plot.

But in this story, there is Baiyunmen, the only remaining inheritor of Baiyunmen, the mountain keeper, and the original senior brother also died quietly in the snow in order to fulfill Jiang Minhua's love.

If the script is not changed, it won't be long before that senior brother will come to the door, this time it is obviously impossible for him to mistake Jiang Minhua for his junior sister, then he will not give Jiang Minhua all the medicine left by the master to the original body, and there is medicine to save when he is seriously injured.

Mu Qingyun rolled his eyes slightly.

How stupid does this have to be to admit the wrong sister?

He recognizes people, and he won't inquire about it just by relying on that bit of jewelry tokens? In the story, the original body was indeed called Uncle Jiang Siyi, pretending to be the daughter of a relative, but the neighbors in the county town didn't know that there were still many villagers in Baiyun Village who knew that Mu Xiaoran's daughter was Mu Qingyun.

The original body doesn't look like Jiang Si, she definitely looks more like her mother Mu Xiaoran, but if she is not a fool, how can she admit her mistake?

Mu Qingyun felt unhappy in his stomach, went back to school and brushed two sets of mock test papers, and then relaxed contentedly.

Cai Panyan was stunned to see his fellow table swishing and brushing the questions, and after brushing the noodles, he actually enjoyed it very much, as if he had killed a big bowl of braised pork in one go, and he was short of breath and guilty, and he actually closed his eyes and slept lazily just now!

She quickly turned out the history textbook and memorized it, and then did a set of math simulation problems later.

Originally, her talent was already much, much worse than that of classmate Mu, it can be said that there was a world of difference, if she couldn't even compare with her efforts, she was so sorry that she lived in the world and ate so much rice in her stomach!

Cai Panxi's mind was turbulent for a while, and the other students in the classroom also suddenly retracted, reading books, doing questions, and all of them became serious.

Teacher Wang quietly walked to the back door, glanced over, raised his eyebrows, and was very satisfied.

The teacher of the second class next to him saw his smug appearance, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "What are you proud of, you took shit luck, and you just picked up a good student for nothing." ”

Teacher Wang was more and more proud.

Mu Qingyun brushed the test papers for a day at school, returned home refreshed, and saw Grandma Bai sitting in the yard feeding the pigeons.

A group of gray-brown feathered pigeons, all with round bodies, walking is swaying, leisurely eating pigeon food, fluffy is cute, the only problem, this group of pigeons, let alone fly a hundred and eight thousand miles away, I am afraid that even flying from upstairs to the ground will be tired, Mu Qingyun sat down and stared at it for a while, and sighed in his heart.

No wonder these pigeons!

Qiao on the roof of the building is rich and rich, and he has to feed every day, all kinds of corn, peanuts, are fresh and delicious.

Grandma Bai also likes to feed, and she also thinks about giving vegetables and beans, and adding snacks to three meals a day, so that these pigeons even cooing like they are coquettish.

Whoever is fed so lovingly will become more and more mellow and lovely, not to mention just ignorant pigeons, even mature adults, can not resist such enthusiasm.

Mu Qingyun sighed, grabbed a handful of peanuts and put them in the palm of her hand, and the fluffy pigeon slowly landed on her fingertips, warm and soft to the touch, it was simply cute.

The cooing sound of the little pigeons is also very moving, listening to Mu Qingyun's ears, it is like a child's fairy tales, although it is not serious, but it can also amuse people.

After feeding the pigeons for a while, Mu Qingyun first took out two letters from the mailbox before returning to the house and turning on the light directly.

Her room was arranged with the help of Grandma Bai, there was a bay window in front of the window, a shelf bed opposite, the most beautiful was a desk and chairs, this set of tables and chairs was eliminated by Grandma Bai's husband back then, although it was eliminated, but the old man was a particular person, and all the things used were boutiques.

There is also a thin marble slab on the table, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Mu Qingyun sat at the table, the chair was a little hard, but the cushions and backrests were hand-sewn by Grandma Bai, and they were filled with soft cotton wool, which was moderately soft and hard when she sat down, which fit her waist and back very well.

After opening the letter and looking at it, Mu Qingyun let out a sigh and couldn't help laughing, but he was not too embarrassed.

This letter was sent to her in reply by the Historical Research Society.

Coming to this era, Mu Qingyun didn't bother to think about making money at first, and he didn't think about money at all, but the living expenses given by Jiang Si were still very sufficient, his business was not bad, and he was not particularly picky, giving her a few hundred yuan a month, which was enough at the moment.

But she never expected that she would eat more and more, and the ingredients prepared by Grandma Bai every day had multiplied tenfold.

In this way, Mu Qingyun was still a little short of enough to eat.

Grandma Bai has always been rough, she said that she practiced martial arts every day, and the amount of activity was large, so the amount of food was also large, and she believed it in the old man, so she seriously prepared all kinds of meat, fruits, eggs and milk, and vegetables for her every day.

Now is not the future generations, this little food in the future generations is nothing, no matter how big her appetite is, she can't eat herself in the era when Mu Qingyun came, but now, the materials are not too abundant, and if you want to eat more, it really costs money.

It is impossible for Mu Qingyun to take advantage of Grandma Bai in vain.

After thinking about it, it would be better to borrow from the rotten methods used by the protagonists of the reborn campus to write some articles to increase their income.

If she remembers well, the text of this era is still quite expensive.

Mu Qingyun can write articles that readers like, she doesn't have to worry about making money, the only thing she needs to worry about is whether she will be very embarrassed, and what she writes is not used by magazines, newspapers and the like. (End of chapter)