Zhou Chunmei had never given birth to a stove today. She got up and sat at the gate. The snowflakes outside were sometimes large and sometimes small. A pair of cloudy and dazzling eyes, I don't know if it's the snow, the distance or the past.
When Huo Xiaofang and Zhu Yu arrived, they saw her sitting there in a daze, with a little bit of muddy tears in their eyes that did not go away or fall.
The two appeared in front of her for a minute or two before she slowly looked at them.
"You are here," she said.
Huo Xiaofang: "Which village Huang Yahua is from? What does it have to do with you? Why did you take her to a blind date a few months ago? What is the relationship between Ma Hong and her? Why did he suddenly appear and take Huang Yahua away?" He asked in one breath. All questions.
On Zhou Chunmei's gully-covered face, there was no other emotion except sadness.
Zhu Yu patted Huo Xiaofang on the shoulder, and then said: "Zhou Chunmei, Ma Hong's death has nothing to do with your other son, Ma Jun. We have already found out about him. You can only help the police arrest him earlier. Choose. Otherwise he is very likely to continue committing crimes. Do you want your son to become a murderous demon?"
At the last sentence, his tone was much higher, and Zhou Chunmei, who was sitting there, couldn't help but tremble, and raised her head to look at Zhu Yu. Two other police officers who had been waiting near her home also surrounded her.
Several people stared at her closely at the same time. After a while, the old tears that had been lingering in her eyes fell, and she reached out and wiped them away. "She is my goddaughter, from Ma Liang Village." Another person immediately took a pen to record.
"Where is she now?" Huo Xiaofang asked.
Zhou Chunmei shook her head: "I don't know, they have long since stopped coming to my old house."
Zhu Yu frowned, his eyes a little angry: "You lied, who owns the shoes in the other room? I haven't come back, why are the quilts all exposed?"
There were more tears in Zhou Chunmei's eyes: "An old mother, I hope that her son will come back to see her, pack the things they use, and be ready, is it all right?"
Zhu Yu: "That pair of shoes looks like they have just been worn a few times. When will you still lie?"
Zhou Chunmei sat back on the chair, and finally started to cry. Every cry made everyone present panicked with hatred and sadness.
Huo Xiaofang entered the room and took a bowl, poured her a bowl of boiling water in the thermos. After a few trembling sips of water, she said while sobbing.
"Ma Hong came back half a month ago. He repaired the door locks and chair legs, and he also dried the quilts."
Zhu Yu: "Is he here alone?"
Zhou Chunmei nodded: "Besides he will come to see me, who else will?"
"Where is Ma Jun?"
Zhou Chunmei: "He has gone out to work a long time ago, and never comes back if he doesn't write."
Huo Xiaofang: "The first time our people came, why did you know that Ma Hong had an accident?" Zhou Chunmei covered her face with both hands, and after a while, she said, "When he came, he said that Ma Jun is back. He will look for opportunities to bring him back to see me. The two brothers have always been in a disagreement. How ruthless Ma Hong is more ruthless than him, so whoever sees you, I think Ma Hong has an accident.
After speaking, she raised her head and looked at Huo Xiaofang's eyes without evasive.
Zhu Yu hung up the phone and came in from outside the door and said to Huo Xiaofang: "Let's go to Maliang Village first and check Huang Yahua." Huo Xiaofang nodded.
Huo Xiaofang ordered the other two to take the old lady into the car and let her give directions. The sky has already begun to look dark, and the white snow padded around makes the light not as dark as usual.
(End of this chapter)