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Chapter 10 Breakthrough

In the yard full of haystacks, a hunchbacked old woman sat in a horse tie, weaving a bamboo basket in her hand.

"Mother, don't make it up, just rest for a while." The lame man came out of the house.This person was Boss Qian that Zhong Chengyi was looking for.

The old woman smiled, patted the haystack next to her, and said, "Mother is not tired. After my mother finishes these things, they can be sold in the town tomorrow."

Qian Yi limped to the edge of the haystack, sat down, and helped the old woman weave bamboo baskets.Qian Yi looked at the sweaty face of the old woman, paused, and said, "Mom, I'll take a cart to town tomorrow, and you can rest too." After finishing speaking, he took the towel next to him Wiped the old woman's sweat.

The old woman turned her head to look at her son, smiled, and said, "Okay, that mother will cook the meal and wait for you to come back."

"Boom, boom, boom" the wooden door outside the yard was knocked.Qian Yi in the courtyard sat up straight all of a sudden, his legs trembled with fear, and he broke out in cold sweat.Seeing Qian Yi's appearance, the old woman patted his leg to express her comfort.

The old woman stood up tremblingly from the saddle, walked to the corner of the yard with her hands behind her back, picked up the hoe that was placed in the corner, squeezed it tightly, walked to the door, and shouted: "Who is it?"

The person outside the door heard the reply from inside, and said, "Hey, why did it take me a long time to reply, I thought you were not at home."

The old woman and Qian Yi were secretly relieved when they heard that the person outside the door was Uncle Li next door.

Uncle Li pushed open the door and saw that the old woman was still holding a hoe. He was startled and said, "What are you doing with the hoe? You want to knock me to death."

"Oh, I don't have that ability." The old woman put the hoe back in the corner.

Uncle Li walked to the haystack and sat down, took off the towel around his neck, wiped his sweat, and said, "I'm here, why don't you pour me a glass of water?"

"If you want to drink, take it yourself." The old woman sat back on her saddle and weaved a bamboo basket, "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, I can't come and see you two."

"Let the fart go."

"Hahaha, your temper is still the same as when you were young." Uncle Li smiled and said indifferently, "When I was working in the field just now, a man in police uniform came to ask Where is my Qian Yi's family, I just came looking for you."

"Police uniform?" Qian Yi murmured.

"Well, there are two men in military uniforms following behind."

The old woman stopped what she was doing, frowned and asked, "What are they looking for with my son?"

"No, I guess it should be here soon."

"Hello, is this Qian Yi's home?" Zhang San knocked on the door and asked, "I'm from the Patrol Bureau. There is a murder case that requires Mr. Qian's cooperation."

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"Boss He, you have been coming to listen to the opera for several days in a row. You like it so much." Lu Xin went to He Rensheng's table and sat down.

He Rensheng was concentrating on looking at the people on the stage, and turned around to find a handsome man sitting on the side, looking his face up and down, smiled and said: "This must be Boss Lu, good to meet you, good to meet you. "He Rensheng stretched out his hand to Lu Xin.

Lu Xin looked at the stubby hand in front of him, frowned indistinctly, stretched out his own hand to hold it, and said, "I can't bear the title of boss, it's just a theater troupe, how can there be any boss?" You have a great reputation." I wanted to shake his hand casually and take it away, but he didn't expect He Rensheng to hold on, and even boldly rubbed the back of Lu Xin's hand with his thumb.

He Rensheng looked fascinatedly at the thin white hand he was holding, and then he had to look closer, and said, "Boss Lu's hand is really tenderer than my wife's."

Lu Xin endured the nausea, and desperately pulled his hand away from He Rensheng's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Boss He, I still have something to do, please take your time and listen to the show, I will go first."

He Rensheng looked at Lu Xin's back, rubbed his fingers, curled the corners of his mouth, and said to himself, "A man who is nearly 40 years old has such tender hands."

Lu Xin walked to the sink in the backstage, with a gloomy expression on his face, desperately washing his newly soiled hands with soap.

Qin Ming got off the show, went backstage, and found Lu Xin rubbing those tender white hands desperately, and asked, "What's wrong, Uncle Lu?"

Lu Xin turned to look at Qin Ming, forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, you can go and put on your makeup."

"it is good."

Lu Xin looked at Qin Ming's back, then glanced in front of He Rensheng who had been staring at Qin Ming at the table, beckoned to the waiter next to him, and asked, "Has General Zhong been here recently?"

"General Zhong seems to be dealing with Wu Changxu's case recently, and he hasn't been here for a few days."

Lu Xin nodded and let the waiter go.

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"I'm sorry, sir, I'm just a farmer in the countryside. I have stayed in this village honestly for so many years and have never been out. I don't know about the murder, and I have never heard of anyone in the village dying. Please ask Everyone, find someone else to ask." After Qian Yi finished speaking, he stood up and walked into the house.

"Wu Changxu, do you know him?" Zhong Chengyi paused after finishing speaking, "He's dead."

Qian Yi stopped when he heard Wu Changxu's name, turned his head to look at Zhong Chengyi, and said with a smile: "I know him. He used to work in my shop, what's the matter? Does his death have anything to do with me? "Looking at Zhang San, he said sarcastically, "Do you suspect that I killed him?"

Seeing that Qian Yi didn't cooperate, Zhang San also became angry with some of his followers, and was about to yell at him when Zhong Chengyi stopped him.Zhong Chengyi continued: "Zhao Shuchen, you should know each other too. We just came here to find out about the two of them."

When Qian Yi heard Zhao Shuchen's name, his expression was no longer so conflicted, and he said to Zhong Chengyi: "Then you all come in."

The three followed Qian Yi into the house.Qian Yi's home was completely bare. There were all kinds of earthen pots everywhere. There was a thick layer of dust on the earthen pots. Don't know when leftovers and leftovers.

"What do you want to ask them?" Qian Yi casually moved a bench and sat down.

Zhang San also randomly moved a stool beside him, and when he sat down, he found that he only had three legs, so he staggered a bit.Qian Yi saw the chair Zhang San was sitting on, and said, "Sorry, the chair at home is a little broken, you can sit on my chair."

Zhang San took the chair and said "thank you".

Zhong Chengyi asked, "How is the relationship between Wu Changxu and his wife?"

"Normally." Qian Yi replied while sitting firmly on the chair with only three legs.

"Then how did her wife die 12 years ago? Do you know?" Zhang San asked.

Hearing this, Qian Yi sneered, and said, "Oh, it wasn't the side room of their house that killed her."

Zhang San continued to ask: "How to say?"

"Wu Changxu fell in love with Zhao Shuchen, the daughter of the Zhao family, and went to the Zhao family to propose marriage. At that time, the Zhao family was the number one businessman in Shanghai. Would he be able to see him? He was kicked out immediately. If it wasn't for that time Miss Zhao fell in love with his pretty face, and had a conflict with the family, and had a big fight, and she wanted to stay with Wu Changxu, or it would be that poor boy's turn?"

"Wu Changxu's grandson didn't know how to cherish it. He finally married a beautiful wife and became rich by relying on his wife's relationship. After a few years, he turned around and married another concubine. Less than half a year after marrying, The concubine got pregnant and gave birth to a son." Speaking of this, the disgust on Qian Yi's face became more and more serious, "Later, because of this matter, Ms. Zhao was unhappy, and her health deteriorated year after year. In the end, she died on the bed due to dystocia."

After Qian Yi finished speaking, several people in the room fell into silence. At this moment, Zhang San asked again: "Then how do you say that the concubine killed Ms. Zhao?"

Qian Yi gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Because I didn't believe that Ms. Zhao would die because of dystocia at that time, and then I went to find the doctor who delivered her. He secretly went to their house to force him, so he told me..."

"Tell me that Ms. Zhao has always added salvia miltiorrhiza to the medicine prescribed for her during her pregnancy." Qian Yi said that the circles of his eyes were a little red. It disappeared one day, and the person who decocted the medicine for Miss Zhao later told me that every time the medicine was decocted, the maid kept coming over to ask her health, and she still held the medicine in her hand that she said was for Miss Zhao's body. It's Danshen."

"Later I told Wu Changxu all this, but he didn't respond when he knew about it. He neither strangled that bitch to death, nor divorced her." Qian Yi said, laughing, "It's ridiculous Zhao Miss has a deep affection for him, but in the end it ended up in such a situation."

After listening to Qian Yi's narration, Zhong Chengyi frowned and asked, "Do you have a photo of this Miss Zhao?"

Qian Yi nodded, and took out an old black and white photo from his inner pocket, the other half of the photo was torn off, leaving only a smiling woman looking at the front.Qian Yi carefully wiped the dust off the photo, and handed it to Zhong Chengyi.

The three of them gathered in front of Zhong Chengyi and looked at the person in the photo. Zhang San looked at the person in the photo in surprise and said, "She looks like a Miao merchant!"

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It was getting dark, and smoke billowed from the roof.After Lin Xinshu finished reading, the grandma in the hospital came over, looked around the room, and found that Zhong Chengyi was not there, so he couldn't help asking Qi Mingyang: "Is General Zhong not coming for dinner?"

Qi Mingyang was playing marbles with Shen Yan outside, when he heard Lin Xinshu's voice reply: "Chengyi said that he went out to do errands today and might come back later, let's eat first, don't wait for him." Said After that, the car horn sounded outside the yard.

Zhong Chengyi was walking into the yard with a large bag of dates in his hand.

Qi Mingyang saw the jujube in Zhong Chengyi's hand, and said, "Wow, Chengyi, why did you buy so many dates when you went out to do errands? I remember you don't like this." After a pause, he said, "But I remember Xinshu seems to like to eat."

Zhong Chengyi put the red dates on the table, and when he heard Qi Mingyang's words, he smiled and said, "Really? That's just right."

After dinner, Lin Xinshu and Shen Yan returned to their yard.Lin Xinshu couldn't help frowning when he saw the hibiscus that was a little damaged by the rain last night, and secretly blamed himself for forgetting to move the hibiscus into the house last night.

Lin Xinshu carefully moved the hibiscus out of the flowerpot, dug the damp soil aside with a small shovel, took some dry soil from the house and put it in the flowerpot, and planted the hibiscus in the soil again. I took the plastic bottle next to it and watered it.After doing all this, Lin Xinshu patted the soil on his hands, squatted aside, and gently stroked the fragile petals of hibiscus with his fingers.

When Zhong Chengyi came in, he saw this quiet scene and couldn't bear to break it, so he just stood there staring at Lin Xinshu.

Lin Xinshu looked at Hibiscus, lost his mind, and remembered Zhong Chengyi staring at his face last night, and couldn't help his ears getting hot again. He shook his head, stood up, turned his head and saw Zhong Chengyi behind him, and was shocked. After a while, he took a step back unconsciously, stepped on the shovel on the ground behind him, and staggered.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Lin Xinshu was about to fall, Zhong Chengyi quickly stepped forward to grab his arm, pulled it into his arms, sighed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to scare you. Fortunately, I didn't fall."

Lin Xinshu pushed Zhong Chengyi's chest with his hand, opened some distance, and said, "It's okay."

Zhong Chengyi frowned when he saw Lin Xinshu's repulsive appearance again, but he didn't say anything.Zhong Chengyi took a red date from a bowl and handed it to Lin Xinshu's mouth and said, "I washed some dates. I tasted this date. It's quite delicious. You should like it."

Lin Xinshu looked at his muddy hands and said, "Wait a minute, I'll... um." Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Chengyi stuffed a small date into his mouth.

Seeing Lin Xinshu's puffy face, Zhong Chengyi bent his eyes and said with a smile, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Lin Xinshu chewed the jujube in his mouth, it was crunchy and delicious with a touch of sweetness, so he nodded.

Zhong Chengyi looked at Lin Xinshu's face and thought how could this man be so cute, eating like a squirrel.Seeing that Lin Xinshu nodded, he took another one and put it into Lin Xinshu's mouth.

Zhong Chengyi looked at the "little squirrel" being fed by him, and felt that even in his dreams at night, he might be as cute as he is now.

When Mingming first saw him, he just felt that he was very similar to the person in his memory, so he wanted to get close to him, but it seemed that something had changed unconsciously, but this invisible change made Zhong Chengyi happy in. . . .

The author has something to say: AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhJust touch our Uncle Lu's hand so blatantly, it makes me mad!

This case is a bit complicated, so there will be a lot of memories to write in the follow-up. In order to let everyone understand, the memories will not be inserted in the middle, and the next few chapters will be described directly.

I found that I am not very good at writing emotional dramas, (it sounds like you are very good at plots), but I try my best to restore the relationship between Lin Xinshu and Zhong Chengyi.Both of them were of the slow-heating type in the early days, so they will progress slower, and they will be a little faster when this case is over. Please read on patiently, I will definitely not be pigeonholed!

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