Chapter 888

Everyone around us looked at Mrs. Zhou who came to buy meat with disdain. If it wasn't for her identity, I'm afraid she would have been called a fox. After all, from their eyes, we can see this kind of insidious impulse.

"Ah, madam Zhou, why did you come here in person again? If you want, I'll send it to the mansion every day." Butcher Chen grinned.

Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, "before I found my husband, I had to go out for a walk in person every day. I came here by the way to buy meat and live the life of ordinary people buying vegetables."

"Mrs. Zhou, don't worry. Mr. Zhou is such a good person. He will be fine." Chen Tu Fu comforted.

Mrs. Zhou frowned slightly, showing a worried face. However, seeing that butcher Chen handed her the meat she had bought, her frown eased slightly.

She catches the change of this silk look, darkens her eyes for a moment, and then deliberately bumps into it with a smile, dropping the pork to the ground with a bang!

Mrs. Zhou's look changed in an instant.

Not only that, butcher Chen also has a tight eye.

She turned her eyes slightly, squatted down quickly, and quickly picked up the pork: "I'm sorry, madam Zhou, I accidentally knocked it off by you."

He secretly observed that nothing else had fallen from the pork. It seemed that it was just ordinary pork. Before he picked it up, Mrs. Zhou grabbed it vigorously. Today, the gentle and considerate man was angry: "how do you walk?"

She was stunned for a moment and looked at the angry Mrs. Zhou. Then butcher Chen, who was selling meat, came up and asked, "Mrs. Zhou, are you ok?"

The sound was like a reminder. Mrs. Zhou shuddered and calmed down. She was very different from just now and returned to her gentleness. She immediately changed her tongue and said, "it's ok if you don't hit it intentionally. You can eat the pork even if you wash it."

So he turned and left.

She stares at each other's back for a while, then goes back to select the pork on the stall, and looks at butcher Chen who also goes back to kill the pork.

She didn't say anything, but butcher Chen said first: "young master, are you also here to buy meat?"

"Well." She nodded.

Chen Tu Fu asked: "lean, five flowers or spareribs?"

She glanced at him casually. When she wanted to talk about the type of pork Mrs. Zhou bought, she was suddenly stunned when she glanced at the handle of his machete!

The black handle is engraved with four golden characters!

It's the sign of the contact point of the four salty land!

She stared at the handle without blinking. Butcher Chen realized her attention and leaned forward easily: "why, is this young man interested in my chopper?"

"You're quite... Special." She resumed her look and asked indifferently.

Chen Tu Fu looked at his handle and said with a smile, "in other people's eyes, it's just the four characters of CHEN Si Yi engraved on the black handle, but in your eyes, it's special."

Is it just a coincidence?

"Oh, yeah, I like this kind of mark very much recently. I haven't found a pattern like you in the whole huaidu area," she said

"Oh, young master, you've come all the way to look for this pattern?" Tu Fu Chen was stunned for a moment.

She said with a smile, "I don't know that your own marks are engraved on your household utensils?"

Tu Fu Chen was silent for a moment: "what's the point of looking for it, young master?"

Ah, it seems that you have found the right one. Obviously, the other party is also talking about it.

She showed a look of great interest and replied, "I have the meaning I'm looking for. Besides, not everyone likes it. Do you know where there are similar interesting things?"

The other side was silent for a moment: "do you want to buy meat?"

"Well, a kilo of five flowers." She pondered for a moment.

So butcher Chen cut a catty of five flowers and wrapped it up and handed it over: "take it well, young master. I don't know what you just asked. I'm just a meat seller."

She also took out the silver and handed it to them. They both looked at each other when they were fighting, so they each held something, and there was no other words.

She said thanks, and then turned to walk, walked a few steps, threw the meat to Zihan, Zihan a face muddled force: "Miss, this is going?"

"Yes, still waiting to be tanned by the sun?" She asked back, then laughed: "it's done. It's time to do something else."

"Ah, is that all?" Zi Han was surprised and asked, "do you mean we found that place?"

"Found it."

"Where is it?"

"In the pork."

Zihan stood in the same place and looked at xiyue'er: "Miss... Isn't this pork used to stew pig's feet?"

She looked back and said with a smile, "take it back, put it on my desk and watch it. Don't let the little cat eat it, and then wait for me to come back."

"Ah, where are you going?" Zihan asked.

She walked forward quickly without looking back: "I'll be back soon..."

When Zihan wanted to catch up, she would not be seen for a long time.

She turned to a remote alley and met Yinchuan. She said without any nonsense, "for an hour, I'll try to get rid of the coachman. I want to get close to Mrs. Zhou. There's a secret hidden in her piece of pork."

Yinchuan didn't ask much, but disappeared.

And she also called out against the spirit and hung it on her head to cover her body shape and breath. As a result, she quickly flew to Zhoufu. Then she followed the route of the last time and went directly to Mrs. Zhou's bedroom.

Just as the other party went in, she followed and sat quietly at the table, watching Mrs. Zhou also sit opposite, putting the pork on the table.

Mrs. Zhou didn't act immediately, but she was so absorbed in staring at the pork that she thought that Mrs. Zhou was really thinking about Chen Siyi.

Irritable, she cocked her legs and took out the raisins to eat one by one.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before she saw things and thought about people. After a while, Mrs. Zhou took a big breath and reached for the pork. It looked as if she was going to eat it raw. It was a little scary.

She sat close to the boat lady to see what she was going to do.

Mrs. Zhou did nothing but tear the raw pork with her bare hands.

Tearing raw pork is also hard for women who live in their boudoir all the year round.

Mrs. Zhou was tearing hard.

She just looked at it with a face.

In this scene, it would be frightening to see Mrs. Zhou hiding in her room and tearing these things.

It didn't take long for Mrs. Zhou to make a move.

It's time to show up.

She followed the lead.

Vigorously tear down, poof poof, a small note will jump out of the thick layer of pork.

Sure enough, there is a mystery in the pork.

She leaned close to her head and watched. Mrs. Zhou carefully took out the note and found that she was covered with thick blood. She put the note aside, got up and washed her hands in the clean water. She took a deep breath and opened the note, revealing a very small line: Madam, don't worry, everything is fine for her husband. When the time is right, I will come back and meet my wife again.