The bus from Huangni Village to Shicheng stopped at a three-way intersection. The conductor stretched his head out of the window, shouting to the people coming and going: "Can Shicheng go?"
The man carried a big box and got into the car.
"Handsome guy, I will charge another five yuan for the box!"
The man passed the twenty yuan without saying anything, and then found a place to sit down. The conductor took out five yuan from the bag and handed it back to the man: "Handsome guy, it's going to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and you have to go out to work?"
The man stiffly gave her a smile, then sat down, the box leaned against the wall of the carriage next to the place, his leg stretched forward to block it, and then put on the hat on the coat and closed his eyes. The conductor glanced twice, but didn't strike up a conversation. Shuang continued to stick his head out the window to greet the passengers.
It was already dark, and Zhou Chunmei took a few people to park in front of the bungalow that was about to be completed and the old wooden building. Several people looked at the locked door, and their brows were also locked.
Zhou Chunmei: "Her parents ceased to be there a few years ago, so it looks like this is a way out."
Zhu Yu's flashlight shone on the bungalow that was about to be completed, "Who helped her build this house?"
Zhou Chunmei also looked at the bungalow and said for a while: "If she didn't find another man, I'm afraid my stupid son built this house."
Huo Xiaofang and Zhu Yu looked at each other, and then they both turned their eyes to Zhou Mei at the same time, "What is the relationship between the two of them?"
Zhou Chunmei: "This house is the new house that Ma Hong plans to repair and the two married. He talked about it last time when he returned."
"What else did he say?" Huo Xiaofang asked.
"That's it."
There was a sound of the door lock popping open, Zhu Yu straightened up, opened the door with a slight force, and several people walked in. I found the light switch and pulled it, and the yellow light came on.
Two police officers guarded Zhou Chunmei from left to right, Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang looked around.
A hall, on the other side is a fire house (a room where a stove is used for heating) and a house (bedroom). The two entered the fire house and took a look. Although the house is dilapidated, the room is clean and tidy. .
There are also several large pieces of charcoal on the stove, which are formed after the wood is burned.
Of the several pairs of shoes placed behind the stove, it was obvious that two of them were worn by men, the size of which was similar to the one seen at Zhou Chunmei's house.
Zhu Yu easily unlocked the house again, and when he stepped in, his eyes stopped on the photo frame on the bedside table. It is a photo of Huang Yahua and Ma Hong. In the photo, Huang Yahua smiles like a blooming flower. She is wearing a red wedding dress. Ma Hong is wearing a Chinese tunic with a smile on her face.
Huo Xiaofang also walked in and followed Zhu Yu's gaze: "It seems that they are indeed preparing to get married, and the wedding photos have been taken."
Zhu Yu nodded, and then opened the drawer. The two found several old yellow photos in it. One of them was Huang Yahua and another man. The man looked two or three points like Ma Hong.
The two of them took the photo and immediately came out and handed it to Zhou Chunmei. Huo Xiaofang pointed at the man in the photo: "This is Ma Jun!"
Zhou Chunmei nodded, "Yes." Looking at the photo, her eyes turned blue.
Zhu Yu: "Why didn't you expect that there is still a picture of Ma Jun in her home?"
Zhou Chunmei stopped talking. The two cars swayed all the way, and when they reached a three-way intersection, one went to Zhou Chunmei's house and the other went back to Shicheng. The night has been completely dark, and the unmelted snow still sets off the dark night with two different cold lights.
(End of this chapter)