Ye Zhenqiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her retreating distance, and said, "I don't have the courage, but I dare to ask questions? Ask any questions, I'll pick someone who can answer them to tell you."
Ye Fengqiao thought about the things in the front yard and asked in a strange way, "Uncle Six, I want to ask if there is really Mengpo soup, can I finish the past?"
Ye Zhenqiao rarely showed a look of confusion and confusion, and thought about it seriously, "I will tell you this question when I die of old age!"
You are only two or three years older than me, and you are dead... I don’t know who will die first?
Ye Fengqiao rolled his eyes and didn't ask anything. If you can say anything, you don't need to ask Ye Zhenqiao, you will also say it yourself. If you can't say anything, there will always be a way to refuse to answer you.
"No problem?" Ye Zhenqiao wiped his hands, and his solemn expression showed a faint anxiousness. "You ask someone to pick him up," Ye Zhenqiao pointed to Dai Mutong in the room, "Although I have a lot here.
There are many things that don’t have. It’s much better for you to take him to the hospital than me. Don’t waste my time, the faster the better!"
"Well, I understand." Ye Fengqiao responded dissatisfiedly, "When my place is over, I will go to the county town to find you and have a good drink with you!"
After hearing Ye Fengqiao's words, Ye Zhenqiao looked at him deeply and nodded, "Okay, go and do your business, remember to pick up the person as soon as possible. I want to clean up here."
Until he heard Ye Fengqiao leave and close the courtyard gate, Ye Zhenqiao still sat still without moving, his eyes were deep and a little hollow, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He left a sad and lonely silhouette, which made people feel melancholy.
Ye Fengqiao left Ye Zhenqiao's yard and did not go home, but headed towards Wangjiazhai.
Wang Yiqin was not at home, and Ye Fengqiao didn't want to go, but went to Wang Qinxue. When he entered Wang Qinxue's yard, he saw Wang Yiqin and two sitting under the bedroom.
There were some people in the yard busy back and forth, but she couldn't recognize the others except Wang Yiqian and Wang Qinxue, but she just smiled slightly and said hello.
But when those people entered the yard, most of them looked at him or peeked at her expressionlessly. Some of them showed fear in their eyes. Seeing Ye Fengqiao coming, they hid away one step ahead.
Ye Fengqiao walked down the corridor indifferently, but was held back by Yang Xiang from the side room. Some were worried and some were scolded, "Homework is over? Why are you here?"
"Mom, it's okay here, you go home first!" Because of what happened last night, Ye Fengqiao could feel Yang Xiang's cold attitude from the morning. Now that he appeared, Ye Fengqiao couldn't tell it clearly, she was worried about herself.
I'm still afraid that I will cause trouble.
After Ye Fengqiao said that, he glanced at the people standing in the yard and saw Ye Fengqiao looking at them, either walking away or avoiding Ye Fengqiao's gaze.
"Sister Qiao Qiao." Wang Qinxue came over, "You - why are you here?"
After all, Ye Fengqiao stepped into the main hall and bowed to the incense stick. Then he said, "Aunt, go all the way!"
Wang Qinxue accompanied her to the corridor, and Wang Yiqian stood up and said, "Go to my house!" The two walked out one after another.
Yang Xiang looked at her daughter's back and felt that this was not her daughter. When she thought of the face she was thinking about day and night, she was her daughter. But this familiar and unfamiliar feeling made her panic for no reason and feel uneasy. She stared at the disappearance
At the gate of her back, Yang Xiang felt heavy in her heart, so she couldn't hold on to it, and tears couldn't help but roll in her eyes.
"Fifth sister-in-law," Wang Xiaoye's mother came over to support her, "Don't worry too much. Qiao Qiao is not an unpredictable person, please relax."
"Is there any idea?" Yang Xiang complained with crying and laughing, "She looks like that... Look at her, where is there a little girl..."
Wang Xiaoye's mother looked at Yang Xiang and shook her head. She thought that her daughter was flirting on the street this morning, and she felt uncomfortable. She called and asked, but Xiaoye said it was okay, but she kept thinking about it and the things in front of her were still there.
I couldn't walk away, so I couldn't help but sigh. Alas!
Ye Fengqiao arrived at Wang Yiqian’s house and sat on the chair, breathing a sigh of relief!
"Is it okay?" Wang Yiqin looked at her tired look and asked with concern, "You have handed over what you have passed on, so you can take a break!"
"Stop it!" Ye Fengqiao leaned dejectedly on the back of the chair and said a lot. After a long time of calm, his floating mood became more stable, and his tone was heavy, "Daimutong was injured!"
Looking at Wang Yiqiong with a puzzled look on his face, as if he couldn't remember who Dai Mutong was.
"He must have discovered something before he was stabbed!"
Wang Yiqiong looked at her sad and holding back her tears, and felt very uncomfortable, and she didn't know what to say to comfort her.
Ye Fengqiao was feeling sad, and a gurgling sound came from his stomach. The sound was too loud, and Wang Yiqiong could hear it.
"Wait a minute, I'll go and put a bowl of noodles for you." Wang Yiqiong stood up.
"No more trouble! Just give me a pair of chopsticks!" Ye Fengqiao raised his hand and lifted up the net cover on the small table, with cold steamed buns and leftovers on the table.
When Wang Yi came back with the chopsticks, he saw that the steamed bun in Ye Fengqiao's hand was half missing, and his cheeks were bulging and moving.
Wang Yiqin handed her the chopsticks, "Eat slowly!" He moved and poured her a glass of water before sitting down.
After eating two steamed buns in a row, Ye Fengqiao's eating speed slowed down. Wang Yiqiong was relieved because he was afraid that she would swallow it.
"What did he say about Wang Qinxue's mother?"
Wang Yiqin knew that she was talking about cremation and nodded, "He said he would go to the crematorium one night."
“Where is the car?”
Wang Yiqin didn't understand what she was doing so carefully, but he replied, "The crematorium car was picked up from the town, so we will send it over to this halfway."
Ye Fengqiao still swallowed his neck and took the water handed over by Wang Yiqian. He drank half of the water in two mouthfuls. He said clearly in his throat, "Please help me take someone when I send my mother to Qin Xue.
county seat."
"Yekito?"
Ye Fengqiao nodded, "I shouldn't have spoken about this. I can't leave and can't find anyone who can be used. I'm afraid he is unsafe in the town."
"Aren't you with us?" Wang Yiqian wondered.
"I'm still here..." Before Ye Fengqiao finished speaking, the phone rang. Looking at the name jumping on the phone screen, Ye Fengqiao frowned.
Wang Yiqian looked at him, and his face became more sad.
"Hey!" Ye Fengqiao's voice was a little heavy, and it was really hard to tell Dai Kongda that Dai Mutong was injured. He had not completed his agreement, but Dai Mutong was lying in the hospital bed and was unconscious.
Ye Fengqiao always feels speechless to face him.
"Ye Fengqiao, I want to ask if you have met Mu Tong?" Dai Kongda's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, "This day is almost over, the town is in a mess, I'm a little worried that I didn't see him.
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"You... don't worry! He is here with me now." Ye Fengqiao replied.
"Is something wrong?" Dai Kongda felt something was wrong from Ye Fengqiao's voice, "Mu Tong, what's wrong with him?"