After the old man was sent to the Public Security Bureau, relevant personnel were sent to search his residence.

Lu Cong found an inconspicuous corner to watch the excitement, and accidentally saw a small insect flying over with its wings flapping.

It stopped on the wild grass on the side of the old building.

If you get closer and take a closer look, there are several clusters of insect pitchers hidden among them. The mouth of the pitchers is fragrant and filled with a light sweetness.

Nepenthes are well-known carnivorous plants.

The insect passed through several large open insect traps, touched the stem, and bent down without realizing it.

The next moment, the bug slid into the cage.

The cage was lightly closed, and through the thin cage sheet, one could vaguely see the dying insect inside.

Isn't the homophone of "little insect" the same as "green onion"? !

Yu Cong raised his hand and uprooted the pitcher plant. Then he picked up a branch, opened the lid of the cage, and poured out the poor but lucky little insect.

The insect fell to the ground mixed with other insect remains, with an indescribable liquid sticking to its body.

"God has a good life." She poured some water on the insect and released it.

Yan Xian, who was by her side, didn't know that Xiao Can Guan was so sentimental.

When he saw this clump of pitcher plants, he thought of the scene in the reed marsh of Yangliu Brigade.

At that time, the educated youths fought fiercely for the recommended spots in the university. They were so jealous that they got the spot that they made him wipe his face with a towel stained with pitcher plant juice, which caused ants to crawl into his ears.

Fortunately, he met Xiao Cong, otherwise he would have lost his hearing, and he would have fallen into the same dream again.

I don't want to see these harmful things.

He uprooted all the insect pitchers in the bush, and opened up the roots and soil, revealing a layer of inner soil with almost no roots, which was inexplicably flat.

Sensing something was wrong, he quickly asked the search staff upstairs to come over and continue the search.

This investigation is very important. Pull out the carrot and bring out the mud...

The higher-ups were keeping secrets from someone as low-level as Yu Cong, but her mind was flexible and she started to think wildly.

Just like in history books, the bigger the event, the more concisely the record.

This is exactly the case at this moment. Later, she inquired in many ways and added her own analysis.

It was learned that it was related to stealing the national destiny. The topography of Gudu was like a "Suzaku" about to spread its wings and soar. The direction where the opponent was destroying was also the heart of Suzaku.

Not only do they exist, but they also exist in the imperial capital. The imperial capital is like a huge black basalt. If they hadn't uncovered it together by chance, the country's destiny would be damaged in the future, and there would probably be a big disaster that would cost the people and money.

Yu Cong did not expect that while avenging herself and her parents, she would also gain an unexpected harvest.

Not long after, she received the sad news that Yu Yaoyao had announced the death of Grandma Yu.

On the night of the funeral, as her granddaughter, accompanied by Yan Xian, she stayed with Grandma Yu for the last time. The little baby was still young, so she didn't take the child with her.

There was no wind in the entire alley, except for the wreaths in the mourning hall that fell without wind.

As soon as he was lifted up, he fell down again as soon as he turned around, as if there was an invisible person pulling him.

The incense in the incense burner also burns very quickly, and it almost takes a few minutes to refill it.

Lv Cong was terrified, but not afraid.

She knew very well how much Grandma Yu couldn't bear to leave Yu Yaoyao.

But Yu Yaoyao does not have enough experience and accumulation, nor does he have his own cultural background. After falling from the so-called spire of false height, he naturally cannot accept that he has become the person who was once looked down upon. In life, he is also in a bad state of being neither high nor low. It makes people unable to even close their eyes while walking.

But what does this have to do with her?

If she could have predicted that Yu Yaoyao would change girls in private, she would have left her far away in the Northwest...

It is said that many years ago, Qiqin's aunt was born in the year that she was born.

I vaguely remember that there was no wind that night, and the wreaths in the funeral shed fell over, and they continued to fall when I lifted them up. The elders said that the eldest uncle was unwilling to leave.

On the day of the burning, apart from my cousin (the aunt’s biological son), only one junior came, Qingchen.

Qingchen was responsible for holding the photo, sitting in front of the hearse with the coffin behind.

I won’t go into details later, because provincial book friends are afraid, but later Qiqin was ill for a month. During this period, no matter how much medicine she drank, it was of no use. She kept coughing. For several noon days, she coughed and vomited just after eating. , people suffered very much.

There are some taboos that really cannot be touched, such as the year of one's life...

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