The twenty-five-year-old was married and had children, and the others were singles. The fifty-three-year-old deceased was a widower, and his wife had been dead for ten years.
"Do these five people all live to the west of Zhuangzi?"
"No, no, only Chen Fuang, who married a wife and had children, lives in the west." There are four other dead, two in the east, one in the north and one in the south.
The sample is too small and not representative.
He Lingchuan pondered for a long time before asking: "What is the usual relationship between these five people? Who among them has traveled far recently?"
"Chen Fu'ang, who are close in age, are cousins, and the other two always drink with them and go out to do some small business." Old Man Li explained, "The people who live in this village are all related to each other.
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Most of them have the surname Chen, and they were in the same family decades ago.
"Have they been out of Chenjiazhuang recently?"
"I'll go ask." After saying this, Old Man Chen walked out of the yard.
Two quarters of an hour later, he came back and said:
"The three Chen Fuang brothers basically went out with the convoy in Zhuangzi and came back with the convoy. They just came back a few days ago."
Chenjiazhuang only had a centralized sale a few days ago, selling wool and fruits.
Chapter completed!