Chapter 599

When Xia Rong died, Kuang Yiyi was only a few years old, and his memory was incomplete. Most of these things were told by Aunt Xia.

Kuang Yiyi just vaguely remembers that Xia's grandmother and grandfather were very sad at that time, but Liu Wanzhi was pregnant and Kuang Meimei was born soon. They had to put away their grief and take care of Xia Rujing and other children.

As a result, Xia Rong's affair is over. Everyone thinks that she fell into the water because she was walking by the river. There is no doubt about it.

At that time, the rural people were relatively honest, and they didn't think about the bad places.

Kuang Yiyi looks at the corner of the wall along Bai Mohan's line of sight, and suddenly understands what he means. "Husband, what do you mean is that we can trace it now, maybe we can trace it back?"

"Maybe I can, maybe I can't. anyway, I have nothing to do these days. I'd better check it." Said, white ink cold lift step, walk toward the wall, pull open the cover of the wooden box of the plastic cloth, gently knocked on the outside of the wooden box.

Kuang Yi immediately understood, "you wait, I'll go downstairs to find the wrench."

But before he ran away, he was picked up by the man. He breathed vaguely in her ear: "don't say wind is rain, darling, it's too late today. Let's have a rest first and talk about it in the morning."

"All right." Kuang Yiyi looks back at the boxes, and it's estimated that all of them will be opened and turned. It's not enough for one night.

The next morning.

Kuang Yiyi just got up and went downstairs.

My cousin and sister-in-law got up very early and cooked in the morning. After saying hello, Kuang Yiyi asked my cousin for a wrench and hurried back to the room.

Bai Mohan took the tools and opened one of the boxes.

Kuang Yi takes a rough look, and the box is full of books and sundries used by Xia Rong. She quickly carries the box to the side and looks at it slowly.

Lying in bed last night, she thought about it carefully. There are many doubts about my aunt's death.

Since Liu Wanzhi was a fake pregnancy in those years, she would show her flaws more or less. Could it be that the fake pregnancy was discovered by her aunt, and then Liu Wanzhi deliberately pushed her into the river to kill her!

The next time, she confidently rummaged.

The whole day, except for a meal downstairs, was spent in this pile of yellow and old things.

Until, all the boxes were opened and looked for again, there was no clue.

Not only did not find the diary, also did not find any record of life and mood notes.

White ink cold first stopped hand, sit beside speechless, a thoughtful appearance, don't know what to think.

Kuang Yi is not reconciled, and again ran to the pile of boxes, one by one to check whether there are omissions.

The more she searched, the more confused she was.

Because she has grown up all the way since she was a girl. It's clear that most girls like to write private diaries when they are young. My aunt was good at both character and learning in those years, and it's impossible that she didn't have this habit.

Besides, twenty years ago, computers were not popular.

At that time, unlike today's children, it was very convenient for people to write something. They had mobile phone diary and computer diary, and they could set passwords. The security was very high. They could write what they wanted, and they could also synchronize with the cloud online.

But a few decades ago, whether in the city or in the countryside, the popular notebook was one with a small lock. At that time, almost all the female students had one.

Aunt Xia had a notebook like that in those years. She kept it very well. She extracted some modern poems and some good words and sentences from prose. From time to time, she would show them to her brother and sister.

However, Kuang Yi searched all the items of Xiarong, but could not find any trace of a notebook.

Kuang Yi can't help asking Bai Mohan, "don't you think it's strange? How could it be that there are no copies? "

Bai Mohan sat on the chair next to him with one leg up. He seemed to be basking in the sun. He looked very elegant.

Smell speech, say without delay: "have a problem."

"Yes! I don't think it's possible that I don't have a notebook. My aunt Xia has it. As her sister, how could she not have it? Grandma Xia's family was in a good condition in the village, so she couldn't afford it. "

The more she said, the more impatient she became. She felt that someone must be guilty and sneaked into the room to destroy all Xia Rong's personal belongings.

Needless to say, this person must be the most suspected Liu Wanzhi!

With a strong doubt, Kuang Yi looked for all the boxes again.

She is sweating, but has been nothing, depressed to sit at the foot of the bed straight sigh.

Bai Mohan came over and scraped her nose and said, "it's obvious that after Xia Rong died, someone came in and cleaned up the room. They took all the diaries away or burned them. In short, they must have been completely destroyed."

"I'll look for it again!" Kuang Yiyi didn't believe in evil. He rummaged for more than half an hour, and finally he couldn't bear to lift his head from the box. "Bai Mohan, you say, if Liu Wanzhi really burned all the diaries, it's not useless for us to look for them now. All the clues have been destroyed by her!"White Mo Han looked around the house, "try to find another place."

He recalled one thing and said, "I was still in high school, and I can't remember which summer vacation. My grandfather sent me to the largest archives of the group for training. What I did repeatedly every day was to find documents. He just told me a few necessary conditions, so that I could accurately find a document without time from the huge archives with more than 40 bookshelves. ”Kuang Yiyi glared, "are you sure? It's too hard. "

By contrast, it's easy for them to find clues in this small room.

She had a little more confidence.

White Mo Han looked at her with a smile, "these experiences, let me develop the habit of doing things not slow, some things, urgent also useless, find the clues, the most time-saving way."

Language falls, he walks to bedside suddenly, "move the bed to have a look."

Kuang Yiyi is infected by Bai Mohan's words just now. He starts again and goes to the other side of the bed. They push the heavy bed away a little.

Under the hollow bed, there are a lot of dusty papers, and some strange things left over from the old days, such as toy puzzles, pencil heads, erasers, and even a cloth shoe.

When the whole bed was moved away, Kuang Yi frowned disappointedly, "still nothing."

White ink cold standing in bed, looking for a while, suddenly went to the bedside table next to a hand to get up, the first cabinet moved away.

Kuang Yiyi didn't hold expectations and muttered: "the bedside table is outside. It will be cleaned frequently. There is no bedside table under the bed, and certainly there won't be any more!"

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