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Chapter 57

Ah Meng, with tattooed arms, was tall and muscular, with long, glossy black hair that reached to his shoulders, casually tied into a half ponytail.

When he was speaking, the three shiny silver earrings on the left earlobe reflected light in the morning sun. His skin was black and shiny, his eyebrows were high and his eyes were deep, and his eyes were unruly. He had a kind of wild handsomeness.

But the handsome guy is wearing an apron and doing housework quickly, which seems a bit out of line.

Jiang Wenchi's eyes fell on Ah Meng's left hand. He held a rag in his left hand. He wore rings on his left ring finger and middle finger, but they were all inlaid with beeswax and turquoise, not the single-ring rings on the indentation of the corpse.

Qin Chuan stepped forward and showed his police officer ID.

"We don't stay here, we just want to know something about it."

Anger suddenly surged in Ah Meng's unruly eyes, and he slapped the rag on the table.

"What did he ask us to know after he died? We are not his children."

At this time, footsteps sounded on the wooden stairs, and a girl in a red embroidered dress of the Haixi nationality walked down slowly.

The girl has long hair reaching to her buttocks, perhaps due to her poor health, her hair is dry and has an unhealthy tan.

For some reason, Jiang Wenchi suddenly thought of Fang Ting's black and beautiful hair, and felt that he saw a lot of long-haired beauties these days.

"Ah Meng, why are you yelling at the guests again?"

Xiaohe's voice was weak but soft, although it was a complaint, it didn't make people angry.

Ah Meng is like a big dog whose hair has been patted down, the look that was about to explode just now calmed down instantly, and the pupils of Mo Mo also had a brilliance.

Stepping forward to support Xiaohe, Ah Meng said in a low voice, "Why are you down? Didn't I tell you to rest well today?"

Xiaohe was as thin as a piece of duckweed, leaning on Meng's body, "I'm going to rest and you're going to close the business again, how can this go on? I'm leaving, will this store not be open again? How will you live in the future?"

Hearing Xiaohe's words, Jiang Wenchi and Qin Chuan looked at each other, Xiaohe was already dying?

Ah Meng's eyes turned red instantly: "Don't talk nonsense. You won't leave. If you really leave, I won't live anymore."

Xiaohe said helplessly, "Why do you still act like a child?"

When Xiaohe said this, she felt the eyes of Qin Chuan and Jiang Wenchi, smiled shyly, and greeted them.

"Are you a couple? Do you want to stay? It looks like a good match."

Xiaohe is gentle and demure, and there is a natural sense of sincerity when she speaks, unlike ordinary politeness, the sincere envy in her eyes makes people unable to refute for a while.

Jiang Wenchi and Qin Chuan looked at each other, and couldn't help but take a step back, leaving the difficult work to the leader.

Qin Chuan had no choice but to step forward and show his police officer ID again: "Sorry to bother you. We are the police. You should already know about the killing of Mr. Zhai yesterday. We are here to learn something. I hope you can cooperate. Our work."

"Ah, that's it." Xiaohe sighed with some disappointment, and felt a little regretful when she looked at the two of them again.

After Xiao He appeared, Ah Meng seemed to have no one else in his eyes, as docile as a well-behaved big dog.

Following Xiaohe's instructions, he poured tea for Jiang Wenchi and Qin Chuan, and then sat quietly beside Xiaohe.

Jiang Wenchi asked Xiaohe: "Xiaohe, you look bad, is there something wrong?"

Xiaohe: "Yes, I just had an operation."

Jiang Wenchi: "It's convenient to ask, what kind of surgery is it?"

As soon as Jiang Wenchi finished speaking, Ah Meng glared at her fiercely.

Xiaohe smiled wryly, and touched Ah Meng's arm comfortingly.Then he looked at Jiang Wenchi and said calmly, "The uterus was removed."

Jiang Wenchi was taken aback: "What is the cause?"

Xiaohe sighed: "The uterine fibroids grow repeatedly, and I have had several operations. The doctor said that the tumor may be cancerous, and suggested that I remove it directly."

Speaking of this, Ah Meng became very sad, and lowered his head with red eyes, tightly holding Xiaohe's hand.

Xiaohe patted the back of his hand reassuringly.

Jiang Wenchi couldn't bear it, but he still had to ask: "Do you and Zhai Lao have a lot of contacts?"

Xiaohe smiled knowingly: "Mother Zhai has no children, and he takes good care of the orphans in the village. Ah Meng and I are orphans, and Mr. Zhai has always taken care of us. The money I built this homestay was also lent by Mr. Zhai. our."

"He gave you so much money just because you were orphans?"

It is really difficult to question in front of Xiaohe, but for the sake of work, Jiang Wenchi can only ask aggressively.

Xiaohe looked at Jiang Wenchi and smiled: "I thought it was unbelievable at first, and I refused many times. But two years ago, my tumor relapsed again. In order to perform surgery on me and take care of me these years, Ah Meng, who can beat me in the village He does all the odd jobs, and can only sleep four or five hours a day. I don’t want to drag him down any longer, so I accepted the old Zhai’s money.”

Qin Chuan: "Is this money given to you by Zhai Lao, or borrowed?"

Xiaohe said helplessly: "Mr. Zhai said that he would give it away, but I still wrote him an IOU. The income from the homestay in the past two years, I will keep medical treatment, medicine and living, and the rest will be charged to his card."

Jiang Wenchi pondered for a moment: "Then, during your operation, the old man also accompanied you?"

Speaking of this question, Ah Meng lowered his head even lower, secretly wiping away his tears.

Xiaohe calmly took out a tissue and stuffed it into Ah Meng's hand before returning to Jiang Wenchi's question: "Yes. During my operation, Mr. Zhai accompanied me. It will succeed, so I didn’t tell Ah Meng.”

Jiang Wenchi was a little puzzled: "Hysterectomy should not be so life-threatening."

Xiaohe smiled wryly: "I have been in poor health since I was a child. Apart from this problem, there are many complications. Hey, in short, I just live every day. Ah Meng is a man with no backbone. I am really afraid that if I don't get surgery He won't be able to take it off stage."

Qin Chuan opened his mouth at this moment: "Does Mrs. Zhai know about Mrs. Zhai giving you money?"

Xiaohe shook her head: "I don't know about it. Mrs. Zhai's legs and feet are not flexible, and she hardly goes out on weekdays. We rarely see her."

Qin Chuan: "Where's his nephew? Didn't Mr. Zhai raise his nephew by his side like a son? Does his nephew know that Mr. Zhai gave you money?"

Xiaohe was taken aback: "You mean Ah Cong?"

Speaking of A Cong, Xiao He seemed unable to hold back, and laughed disdainfully: "He probably doesn't know. He is ignorant, and Mr. Zhai doesn't seem to tell him anything. He may even have something on his hands. I don't know how much."

"Will the village elder tell you?" Jiang Wenchi asked.

Xiaohe paused and shook his head: "I don't know. But if he can give me 30 yuan at once, there should be no shortage of money."

Qin Chuan looked at Ah Meng, who was always silent, and asked, "Ah Meng, were you there when Mr. Zhai gave Xiaohe money?"

Ah Meng raised his head and looked at Qin Chuan with hostile eyes: "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)