The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 330 Broken plum blossoms, a unique mark!
This conjecture tied to it is unlikely to be true.

Except for the thick calluses on her hands, there were no new injuries on her body.

With her skills, even if someone goes against her, won't she resist?
She thought and thought, Khan figured it out.

"A Tang, are you asleep?" Song Yi's voice sounded outside the door.

She originally wanted to say get out of here, but when the words came to her lips, she changed her tune.

"Enter."

Song Yi hurriedly opened the door and came in. It wasn't surprising to see her standing on her head, so she just advised, "Don't get tired."

She slowly adjusted her breathing to calm down.

"what's up?"

Song Yi walked up to him, put down the stool and sat down.

"I want to hear you talk about the little clean bottle."

It happened that she also had something to ask Song Yi.

"I told you before that I'll have a good talk with you in a year. It's only a few days away now. It just so happens that you are so free. Let's talk."

Song Yi regretted coming in.

"Don't worry about it now. We can talk about it after we return to Xiangjiang. Let's talk about the important things first."

Fang Zongtang rolled down, and Song Yi immediately got up to get her a towel.

"There is hot water in the kettle. It's too late today, so I won't take a shower. I'll bring water in later to wipe you down!"

She shook the sweat off her head and said nothing.Close your eyes and slowly wait for the force of the blood to flow backwards to pass.

"A Tang, you really made that little cleansing bottle?" Song Yi asked intentionally.

Fang Zongtang wiped his face and said, "If it's not me, who else could it be?"

Song Yi gave Fang Zongtang an example: "Could it be the great-grandfather or the great-grandfather, or the descendants of the great-grandfather?"

She thought for a while, this matter really needs someone to sort it out with her.

"No, the mark in the bottle is unique to me."

Song Yi stepped forward and helped her spread out her hair to dissipate heat.

"That is to say, it is very likely that you have been here in the past ten years."

Fang Zongtang's eyes were serious and focused: "Maybe it's not here, but somewhere else."

Now let’s see how many hands the small clean bottle has been circulated?
If you can trace the original purchaser, you may be able to find some clues.

"Tomorrow, notify the person looking for one more person."

Song Yi: "Who?"

Fang Zongtang: "Me."

Song Yi understood.

"Okay, I'll get up early tomorrow and notify you."

And one more thing.

"Tomorrow I'm going to find a shop here and open the old Xingtang!"

Song Yi understood what Fang Zongtang meant.

"I know a few people here, let them find a house, there will be no disputes."

That's what she meant too.

At night, Song Yi once again saw plum blossoms in full bloom.

But it's done in another way.

Maybe she also needs to relax her mind, everything seems to be a matter of course, harmonious and perfect.

When she got up in the morning, Song Yi immediately told her the news about the small purification bottle and the small purification bottle.

"This small clean bottle has been in the hands of the stall owner for more than half a year. He recalled that someone sold it to him. As for who, the time was too far apart and he can't remember clearly."

Is this thread broken?
Song Yi: "Ah Tang, can you tell the place of origin from the material?"

She understood what Song Yi meant. She would definitely not only make a small purification bottle, but would definitely choose a place with more materials to live.

"I saw it yesterday. This kind of material is available in many places. Xiangjiang also has it. It is impossible to find a place through the material!"

Song Yi glanced at her, and persuaded: "Don't worry, if we touch a small clean bottle, we will definitely touch other things. With your ability, it is impossible to leave no traces at all!"

The words went to her heart.

(End of this chapter)