Lao Guan's wife held her hands tightly and kept saying "Thank you."

The sobbing thank you made Ye Jian’s eyes slightly red, and the pain of losing his loved ones... was the most unbearable pain.

After crying for about five minutes, Lao Guan's wife's cry gradually stabilized. She started to have thick calluses and her fingertips were still on her fingertips, wiped the tears from her face.

"Daughter, our old Guan said we must thank you very much. I don't have any ability, so I can only kowtow to you. Daughter, our old Guan family will never forget your kindness in the rest of our life."

Lao Guan's wife, who was crying and red and swollen from her eyes, said that she would get up and kowtow to Ye Jian, but she was so scared that she simply hugged the simple middle-aged woman, "Auntie, you can't kowtow. It's not just me who is the only one at the scene, but there are many good people. Don't kowtow. I passed by and I saw it. As long as I could help, I would definitely take action."

Lao Guan’s two friends said aside: “It’s really, really, we can’t think of how to thank you, so we kowtowed, and kowtowed. On behalf of Lao Guan’s family, we kowtowed to our daughter!”

One could stop it, but Ye Jian could not deal with it alone. He immediately gave Captain Feng a wink and barely stopped Lao Guan and his two driver friends.

"Auntie, uncle, I have something to come over to trouble you three. Thank you really is unnecessary, but I need to know some of the situation from you three to get it done."

Ye Jian can make Lao Guan’s wife and two friends feel emotionally stable.

"What happened yesterday at noon? It's nothing. The three of us were together, and we all had food together. We didn't dare to go far after the car was loaded with goods." Old Guan's friend, driver Tian, ​​recalled yesterday at noon. "We had a fast food during the break at noon, and gave the fast food to the guys in the car, so there was nothing else."

"Have Uncle Guan left halfway? Or has he traveled alone? For example, fetching water? Going to the bathroom or something?" Ye Jian asked no worse than the police, and asked very carefully. "Or someone had spoken to him and asked him what he had passed by? And after eating at noon, is there anything wrong with Uncle Guan?"

Driver Tian and another driver with the same surname Guan shook their heads together, "I didn't see that something was wrong, it seemed that the same was the same. Old Guan didn't talk much, and we couldn't tell anything in our hearts."

Lao Guan’s wife thought about it and she recalled it slowly because of her excessive sadness, but she was Lao Guan’s wife, the closest person, and what she said was more comprehensive, "What's wrong... Lao Guan is wrong..."

It's not certain, but the tone is still reminiscing, which makes Ye Jian feel refreshed. He doesn't urge him to just look at her quietly, waiting to get out of his sadness and recall the warmth of yesterday.

"There is one thing, something is wrong. Lao Guan came out of the bathroom, pulled me up and walked into the car." Lao Guan's wife recalled yesterday and recalled the little things she had with her husband.

Then I recalled something wrong with Lao Guan, "I came out of the bathroom... and pulled me into the car. I didn't even finish eating steamed buns, and I didn't even take a can of pickles, so I pulled me into the car."

The first time I said "pull into the car", the second time I said "pull into the car."
Chapter completed!