Chapter 10
Chapter 10
Gu Ci looked at Qiao Jiu's cowardly look, and his mood became particularly good.
Qiao Jiu was really frightened by him, looking at Gu Ci's gloomy face, he wished he could find a hole to hide himself, but now Gu Ci put his hands on his chair, there was no way to retreat.
He dryly pulled out a smiling face, uglier than crying.
Wang Qingqing's voice came from downstairs, and Qiao Jiu looked sideways at Gu Ci's hand resting on his chair. On it was a watch that was more expensive than everything in this house put together.
11:30 now.
Wang Qingqing's voice sounded intermittently, Qiao Jiu was afraid that he would be in a hurry, so he raised his voice to answer.
Gu Ci also put away his hands and adjusted his sleeves slowly. In Qiao Jiu's view, there were two words written all over his body, pretending to be aggressive.
When Qiao Jiu stood up, he also stood up, and when Qiao Jiu went downstairs, he also went downstairs, but he couldn't say anything about him yet.
He followed behind Qiao Jiu: "Don't panic when you encounter something, first look at the reactions of the people around you, the culprit of many things is often at the first scene."
Qiao Jiu turned around, was he teaching himself?
"There are indeed many clues at the scene, but not all of them are at the scene..."
The distance was less than 3 minutes, and there was not much talk, but Gu Ci felt a sudden realization.
This is all dry goods!
Gu Ci was going to Wang Feng's house, Wang Qingqing asked Qiao Jiu if he could go, but Qiao Jiu refused, he wanted to visit Qiao Zheng's house.
Gu Ci pulled the hat behind his clothes: "Let's go together."
Qiao Jiu felt uncomfortably pulled: "I won't go!"
"Go, I have something to tell you."
Qiao Jiu thought that he had to confess to him now anyway, so he reluctantly said, "Okay."
It was still in Gu Ci's car, this time there were only him and Gu Ci, and Qiao Jiu sat in the co-pilot. He was a little motion sick, so he opened the window. Ci shuddered.
Qiao Jiu, as if he didn't feel anything, leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and his hair was blown like a chicken coop.
But if you look closely, you can see that his eyelids are moving violently, and his lips are black and blue from the cold.
Gu Ci: "Close the window."
Joe ignored him for a long time.
"You don't shut me off."
"Never mind," Qiao Jiu finally moved, his voice weak: "I'm motion sick."
"I won't be dizzy if I sleep."
"I'll get dizzy if I sleep," Qiao Jiu said, "Leave me alone, let me fend for myself."
Then he closed his eyes again.
Gu Ci: "..."
Qiao Jiu sighed at the system: "I'm broken again."
"It's ok."
"By the way, why do I have no points?"
"What points?"
"Doesn't the system have points?" Qiao Jiu said, "Points can be used to exchange for good things, don't you?"
"I will respond upwards."
"Then do you have any good things? Like some Xisui Dan Xu Ming Wan or something like that?"
"No."
"Then what do you have?"
"Nothing at all."
"With all due respect," Qiao Jiu said, "you may not be a complete system."
The system still said: "I will respond to the above."
I don't know if it was Qiao Jiu's illusion, but he felt that the voice of the system seemed a little more indifferent.
Fearing that the game would be off, Qiao Jiu laughed again: "Yitong, is the murderer Qiao Zheng?"
The system didn't answer any more.
Qiao Jiu wondered if the system was angry. He originally wanted to ask what was on it, but it seemed that he couldn't ask.
After thinking about it, Qiao Jiu really fell asleep.
Gu Ci closed the window, and when he withdrew his hand, he couldn't help touching Qiao Jiu's face.
Just a touch, and he frowned as if he was about to wake up.
This is really a strange person. He obviously doesn't look very good-looking, but he is inexplicably annoying, and his every move is so attractive.
For no reason, it caught his eye.
Just getting along these few days, I found that he was completely different from the shy nephew that Wang Feng said.
There is an unpleasant domineering air in his behavior.
What pleased Gu Ci the most was that he found that this kind of treatment seemed to be the only one.
Gu Ci's hand was hanging in the air, and it took him a while to restart the car.
When Qiao Jiu woke up again, he had just arrived at the entrance of the village. He sat up straight and found that the window was closed. He reached out to open the window. Before it was opened, he saw a person standing at the door of Xia Fangfang's natal house.
It's Qiao Zheng.
He was hugging Xiaoyu, with a smile on his face, and kissed him.
After Qiao didn't see it for a long time, the car drove by.
Gu Ci drove without looking sideways, Qiao Jiu said, "I just saw Qiao Zheng."
"Ok?"
"He's holding Xiaoyu."
Gu Ci's expression was as usual: "Isn't this normal?"
Qiao is Xiaoyu's biological father. Obviously both Xia Fangfang's family and Qiao Zheng's family know about it, and some clues can be seen from the relationship between the two families.
Qiao Jiu still felt a little unbelievable: "But Xia Fangfang has a husband."
Xia Fangfang's husband is Qiao Yehong, how could her family accept such a thing?
"Is it still useful?"
People are dead.
Qiao Jiu opened the window, and the cold wind blew on his face. Not far away, someone called Qiao Jiu's grandmother's name loudly: "Your Jiuwa came to see you!"
Gu Ci and Wang Feng went out to watch things, Qiao Jiu talked to his little cousin for a while, and then sneaked out when he found time.
He went directly to Xia Fangfang's family.
When I entered the door, I saw a group of children sitting upright in the yard. Qiao Sui stood at the front, holding thin bamboo strips, and quickly made one after another small gadgets, and distributed them to the children when they were finished.
She was not surprised to see Qiao Jiu, as if she knew he was coming, she lowered her head and said something to the little girl beside her, then stood up and walked towards Qiao Jiu.
The children in the yard dispersed in a rush.
Qiao Jiu thinks that Qiao Sui is really a good-looking girl, she has a gentle smile without being weak, her skin is fair, and there are a few freckles on her face, no matter how rustic clothes she wears, she can't conceal her unique temperament.
Qiao Jiu couldn't describe it, so he felt that Qiao Sui was more special than the girls he knew before.
It's like this at the age of 15, and I don't know how many men I will fascinate in the future.
Qiao Sui walked up to Qiao Jiu, smiled and called out, "Shall we talk outside?"
"You know what I'm going to say?"
"I know," Qiao Sui said, "My dad also knows."
They stood under a big tree not far away, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sun came out.
Qiao Sui's voice was very calm: "My father is very good. He has been upright all his life and has never done anything wrong to others. I know Xiaoyu is my younger brother, but I didn't expect that I would not be upright until Aunt Fangfang died. Call her mom."
She articulated very clearly, speaking word by word, which seemed a little slow.
After saying this, Qiao Zheng came over.
A man under the age of 40, tall and strong, with a simple and honest appearance, with deep wrinkles between his brows and eyes.
He took out a cigarette and handed it to Qiao Jiu, who waved his hand: "I don't smoke."
"Can I smoke?"
Qiao Jiu nodded.
Qiao Zheng and Qiao Sui were very calm. Qiao Jiu looked at them, and his impetuous mood gradually calmed down.
In the house not far away, children's laughter sounded, and Joe was taking a puff of cigarette, and then spit it out.
In the mist, Qiao Jiu heard Qiao Zheng tell this story.
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