Episode 138
Even though Gu Huaiyu hadn't heard what the other party was saying, but looking at her posture, it should be the Mi Po from the southern part of Fujian Province.
For Mi Po, Gu Huaiyu only has some superficial knowledge.
She only knows that Mi Po knows the good or bad of something by asking Mi, or asking someone to cross the upper body to answer the question of the person who asked her.
Because she knows something that everyone knows well, and she doesn't know much about it, so she doesn't know much about Mi Po's business.
Expecting Mi Po to recite for a while, Gu Huaiyu returned to the room without staying at the door to watch each other's every move.
She arrived at ten o'clock in the morning, and because Ren Zihua told them some precautions, and the splitting of the house, she spent a lot of time. When she finally settled down, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.
Gu Huaiyu sorted out all the things he used frequently, took out the toothbrushes, and wanted to put them in the bathroom that came with him in the room.
When she saw the rusty faucet and the dark red blood clot on the washbasin, she felt a little responsive, and finally put those things on the table.
The dinner is done by everyone.
In the house of the last century, there was a newly bought refrigerator, which looked a little awkward.
There are a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator, and the kitchen utensils are quite complete.
Others cook themselves some noodles or something, even if they just deal with a meal at will.
Gu Huaiyu is a rice pie. You must eat every meal, even when you are away.
So after washing the rice and taking it to cook, she took some vegetables from the refrigerator with a kitchen knife, cut them up, and finally took the chopped vegetables to fry.
The scent drifted from the kitchen to the living room.
Suddenly, those who are eating noodles and intend to deal with a meal at will, feel that the bowl of noodles in their hands is a bit difficult to swallow.
After a while of busy work, Gu Huaiyu came out with two plates of small stir-fry and two large bowls of rice.
She poured vegetable juice on one of the bowls of rice, then put the vegetable on top and placed it in front of An Jiu.
An Jiu immediately walked to the rice and ate the food slowly.
The eyes of the people who originally ate the noodles all looked eagerly at An Jiu's bowl of obviously delicious food, and suddenly felt a bit of panic in his throat.
Smelling the fragrance of other people's dishes, they could only eat their own plain noodles with a little salt.
Suddenly, Xu's house, which originally felt a little gloomy, became the appearance of ordinary people eating dinner at home.
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After finishing the meal, Gu Huaiyu hugged An Jiu and sat down in the hall.
At this time, everyone was sitting in the hall very tacitly.
The Xu family’s house is so big in total. Everyone looked around and in the house. They didn’t find anything strange, nor did they see the person Mr. Jiang wanted to find, so they got together and wanted to take a look. Does anyone have a clue or something.
The bald monk took the lead to speak, "I wonder if anyone here has checked the information of the Xu family three."
Everyone shook their heads, even Gu Huaiyu shook his head unexpectedly.
The information she got was only those who came to expedition to death, and there was no information about the three Xu family at the beginning. According to the other party, that era was too messy, and a lot of information was lost on the way of moving. In the data, there is information about the three members of the Xu family.
After the monk chanted a Buddhist hymn, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
He slowly opened the folded paper, "I think there should be clues to the person Mr. Jiang wants to find."
The monk put the opened paper on the table for everyone to read.
I saw the images of three people drawn on the paper, and there are some brief introductions of them below.
Their appearance was drawn by sketches. The monk explained, “Although there were photos of them back then, they were lost somehow. The portraits were drawn by people who had seen these things back then. "
Xuzhou Quan, Zhang Lin, Xu Anan.
The names of the three of them are written under the corresponding portraits.
Among them, Xuzhou is a man in his thirties. His cheeks look a little concave and his facial features are relatively three-dimensional. The look in people's eyes is too straight, which makes people feel a bit oozing inexplicably.
And Zhang Lin is also a woman of about 30 years old, but her face looks round and round, the corners of her mouth are raised, her eyes are slightly narrowed, and the whole looks very kind and easy to talk.
The last Xu Anan was a little boy who was only about six or seven years old. He was dressed in yellow and black clothes. The expression on his face was smiling happily, and the dimples on both sides of his mouth looked very cute.
On the contrary, Xu Anan looks very similar to his mother, Zhang Lin. At a glance, the two of them know that they are mother and son, but Xuzhouquan, just like an outsider who has nothing to do with them.
The monk pointed at Xu An'an, "I think Mr. Jiang is referring to him."
Indeed, Xu Anan's age and the clothes he wears can show that he is indeed the person Mr. Jiang is looking for.
Among them, the young man looked at Xu An'an's picture back and forth, muttering, "Since it was such a long time ago, if he is still alive, it is estimated that he would have become an old man lying in a slut and unable to move."
When he said this, everyone else looked at him.
Being stared at like this, the young man was really taken aback.
"Why look at me that way?" he asked.
After Gu Huaiyu looked at him, he asked, "Don't you know the history of Xujiazhai before you came in?"
The young man shook his head honestly and said indifferently, "No, I am here purely to prove to my grandpa that I am capable."
When he said this, the monk glanced at him, then sighed again, as if comforting himself, and said, "It's not easy to look at things that others entrust."
Obviously, the monk will come here, mainly to watch the young man and not let him mess around.
Gu Huaiyu looked at him speechlessly, and then said to him, "As for the person you just mentioned, if nothing else, he should have died before Seventy."
"Huh?" The young man was dumbfounded, and then he asked in a low voice, "Don't Mr. Jiang know that the other party is dead?"
"You think Mr. Jiang is not clear about this matter." Gu Huaiyu asked him back.
The young man just wanted to shake his head, but suddenly he didn't know what to think. He hesitated for a while, and finally unexpectedly said, "I think Mr. Jiang should know."
He looked at Xu An'an sketched out on the paper, "The Xu family had such a big thing back then, how could Mr. Jiang who wanted to find someone didn't know."
Yes, there was a lot of trouble in the Xu family house back then, and even no one of the security guards dared to take care of it. It was not because the family of three disappeared too suddenly, just like the world has evaporated.