Take care. "
Huang Dan stared at the fu man in front of him.
Chen Jinhua held the door frame up, turned around and walked to the main room, "There are peanuts in the pot, you can take some of them in a pot and eat them when you are hungry at night."
Huang Dan stayed where he was, looking at Fu's limping figure, squinted his eyes and said, "Mom, I know that Aunt Wang is gone, you must be very sad, but people can't be resurrected from the dead, don't be too sad. already."
Chen Jinhua's footsteps paused, and he said, "Mom knows."
Huang Dan went to Li Gen's house with peanuts, and the village chief and the others went back. The pigs in the pen were hungry and arched the wooden railings in anger. It was all the power of a pig to break the dead atmosphere.
No matter how hard the pig tried, no one paid any attention. It was destined to go to bed hungry tonight.
Huang Dan went to the room, put peanuts on the table, grabbed a handful and handed it to the man sitting by the bed, "Brother, eat some peanuts."
Li Gen smoked silently.
Huang Dan's hand was sore, so he changed one. He sat beside the bed and didn't know what to do. Even in the face of mountains of blueprints, staying up late and working overtime again and again, he was not so powerless.
The smell of smoke in the house was strong, approaching the level of choking the nose.
Li Gen pinched off the butt of the cigarette, went to get a match, lit one and then smoked. He didn't cry, didn't make a sound, and was suppressing his emotions by the cigarette.
Huang Dan peeled off the salted peanuts in his hands and ate them, got up and went to the kitchen.
The two cauldrons were cold, with white rice in the jar, shelled soybeans on the stove, sweet potato leaves in the basket, and a few small sweet potatoes wrapped in a circle of dirt.
Usually Wu Cuiling is cooking, but now she is about to faint from crying, and it is impossible for her to come over to cook dinner.
Huang Dan's daily life has always been managed by a housekeeper. He can't cook, and he can't even tell the difference between soy sauce and vinegar. After traveling through this world, he knew how to make a fire and learned a lot.
Looking at the pot hole, Huang Dan saw a lot of dry wood and a large bamboo basket of dry straw, so he went to fetch water to wash rice, wash the pot and cook porridge.
He sat beside the pot hole and made a fire, "Mr. System, Wang Yuemei is dead."
System, "I have synchronized Mr. Huang's task progress below."
Huang Dan said, "Then you know about Li Gen and I in the cornfield?"
The system said it didn't know, "All intimate content below the eyes is blocked."
Huang Dan breathed a sigh of relief. He was still very shy when he did that kind of thing. It's fine if he didn't know. According to the normal number of murder cases, Wang Yuemei's death was free from suspicion, right? Otherwise, his mission would not be still in progress, and he had not received any prompts.
"Mr. System, this time I'm going in the wrong direction. Tigers don't eat their sons. Wang Yuemei probably just has a strong preference for the eldest son, Li Gen, and thinks that is the biggest highlight of her life, so she pinned all her hopes on it. As for the younger son, Li Dagui , I felt that the mud could not support the wall, and the fortune teller said that he would defeat the eldest son, so Wang Yuemei hated the younger son even more, and even said that it would be nice if the younger son died, but that does not mean that she will really go. Do."
"Sometimes, some words may just be said casually, and they will not be put into action. When they are really done, they will not say anything."
Huang Dan took the tongs to pluck the firewood, feeling that he was quite a failure. So far, his mind is still in a mess, he can't make out the clues, and he doesn't know where the thread ends. He can only rely on death as the only way to rule out the murderer. .
[Mr. Huang, your guardian sent you a "love hug", would you like to receive it?]
"I don't want to."
system,"… "
Huang Dan said, "Mr. System, we are not close relatives, so loving hugs are not suitable."
System, "It's abrupt."
Huang Dan said, "If you want to comfort me, encourage me, and cheer me up, you can change the method."
System, "I can give you a chrysanthemum spirit for free."
"Thank you, please help me store it in the fly cabinet." Huang Dan said, "Chrysanthemum spirit is indeed a good thing, I have experienced it myself, but if Mr. System has pain relief, or can numb my pain for a long time After all, I would like it more."
System, "Sorry, I can't do anything here."
Huang Dan said, "It doesn't matter."
There is no other choice, chrysanthemum spirit is also good, at least it can make him twitch in pain, burst into tears, live and die, and die again, and he will not bleed into rivers.
After cooking the porridge, Huang Dan went to the kitchen cabinet to get a bowl, filled half a bowl of porridge, and added a little pickled vegetable to Li Gen.
On the way, Huang Dan stumbled, went to Wu Cuiling's house, and shouted at the door, "Sister Cuiling, I made porridge, do you want to eat some?"