First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 335 I Didn't Kill Someone

Song Zixun nodded, "I have already sent someone to investigate..." He thought for a while, "I also heard an interesting thing today... About two years ago, the Huo family had a theft case—— A young servant sneaked into Mrs. Huo's room to steal, and was caught by Mrs. Huo and Mrs. Huo who went back. The Huo family sent a group of servants because of this... Mrs. Huo also moved to a remote courtyard to recuperate. "

He finished speaking, but did not get the expected response.

Looking down, I saw her pillow on his lap, with a peaceful expression, as if she had fallen asleep.

Song Zixun smiled silently, lowered his head and kissed Du Rongzhi's forehead, then carefully carried her to the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and then walked to the round table and sat down.

The water in the teapot was still warm, he poured out a cup, dipped his long fingers in the tea, and wrote and drew carelessly on the table.

Little Hong was scared to death in the side courtyard in the middle of the night. He still had no idea, but everyone consciously or unintentionally drew an image of Mrs. Huo Fu in his mind——

The house has a kind heart, is considerate to the servants, lives in seclusion, and even reveals a bit of mystery...

Song Zixun gently rubbed his fingertips along the edge of the bowl.

Call him ignorant or conceited... He really can't believe in things that are supernatural.

But if it wasn't for ghosts and gods, who could scare a living person to death in an empty house...

What is the relationship between Mrs. Huo and Xiaohong's death?
What's the secret behind the theft that frightened Mrs. Huo and kept the Huo family silent?
What is it that can make Xiaohong so scared, even scared her to death?
Are there really ghosts in this world, or some people have ghosts in their hearts...

Song Zixun sighed softly.

...I hope I can find the man who gave Xiaohong Chunyi sachet tomorrow.

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The night in May is still a bit chilly.

Because people died in the past two days, everyone in the whole family was panicked.In order to calm people's hearts, even at night, Huo's house is still brightly lit.

A swill truck was walking slowly on the path.The cart was pushed by a tall, dark, middle-aged man. The cart was obviously not light. He was sweating from pushing it, and would stop to wipe his forehead with his sleeve from time to time.

He was walking forward with his head held back, when he suddenly felt that the car became inexplicably lighter.

Lu Song was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly looked up——as expected, he saw a girl in coarse cloth and green clothes struggling to move forward while holding on to the frame.

"Why are you here?" Lu Song showed a simple and honest smile, "Didn't I tell you to rest for two more days?"

"I'm ready." Jing Si pushed the car forward, expressionless.

Lu Song didn't care about her attitude, and said to himself, "Actually, it's really hard for you. A girl's family, who does so much work during the day, has to collect slop from me at night..."

"It's all my job, there's nothing difficult to do." Jing Si said expressionlessly.

Lu Song smiled sarcastically and stopped talking.

In the quiet alley, only the sound of heavy footsteps and the creaking of wheels on the ground could be heard for a moment.

The two quickly pushed the cart to the back door of the kitchen.

The slop bucket here is the largest, and the rotten vegetables and leaves in the kitchen and the leftovers of the whole house are dumped in it. Sometimes it is a bit difficult for two people to carry it.

Lu Song looked at Jingsi carrying the slop bucket silently on the opposite side, hesitated for a while, and when the two of them put the slop bucket on the car, he couldn't help but said, "I heard them say... today's county magistrate The adults asked you to question again?"

Jing Si let out a "huh" without moving her eyebrows.

Lu Song pursed his lips and remained silent, "Don't be afraid..." He whispered, "I have nothing—"

"Why should I be afraid?" Jing Si suddenly interrupted, "What else should I be afraid of?"

Her gaze was coldly thrown at him like a knife, "Just say what you want, no one will stop you."

"No, no!" Lu Song blushed anxiously, "I didn't mean that..." He explained helplessly, "I just want to tell you, don't worry, I didn't tell you what happened that night no matter how they asked. ...You, don't get me wrong..."

Seeing that he was so anxious that sweat began to sweat on his forehead again, his ugly black face seemed to be getting darker...Jing Si's complexion softened unconsciously.

In fact, she knew it a long time ago... On the morning when Xiao Hong's body was found, when the policeman called them to question one by one, she knew it - he didn't say anything.

"I didn't misunderstand," she said indifferently, "If you tell me, they will definitely interrogate me repeatedly, how could they let me back so easily." Pulled out a handkerchief and threw it over, "Hurry up and wipe off your sweat! Such a big man, he doesn't know how to use his brain when he speaks and does things!"

Lu Song stared at her blankly, "...Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai!" He took it over in a flattered manner, held it in his hands for a while, then took it up and carefully wiped the sweat from his brow, "Don't worry ..." He assured with a serious face, "I will not betray you."

Jing Si made him shake off the seriousness in his tone, and it took him a long time to realize it, and said lightly, "You think too much."

Lu Song paused for wiping his sweaty hands, and looked at her because he didn't know.

"I was just anxious that night, so I left for a while..." Jing Si looked back at him fearlessly with clean eyes, "I didn't kill anyone."

Lu Song stared at her blankly for a while, then nodded solemnly, "I believe in you."

He wouldn't ask her why she said she had a stomach ache and needed to relieve it after seeing a blurry figure that night, nor would he ask her where she was when the screams rang out, nor why she came back His face was so pale that it almost lost all color... All he had to do was simply trust her.

He is a man with no abilities, even if he likes someone, he never dares to let her know... Then just watch over her quietly.As long as he doesn't tell, no one will know.

No one will ever know.

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The process of finding Xiaohong's good friend is not as smooth as expected.

Although based on the workmanship and style of the spring scented bag, I quickly found an embroidery workshop that made and sold this scented bag, but because of the special "function" of this thing, some elders bought it for the girl who wanted to leave the court at home to press the bottom of the box. For children, there are also husbands who use them to relieve boredom in the couple's boudoir, and even young men and women who like each other privately give and receive... Therefore, although these embroidered spring pouches are not sold much, they are by no means as expected. few.

Song Zixun feels that the people under his rule live and work in peace and contentment, and their spare time life is very colorful, but at the same time, he also has some headaches about how to find Xiaohong's lover among this bunch of men, women, old and young.

(End of this chapter)