Chapter 209

Comfort is not really my strength.

Looking at the servant crying in front of me, I stretched out my hand, but hung awkwardly in the air. I only said that it was an accident and no one wanted to.

Instead, Xiaoxing went forward, took out a handkerchief from his small bag and tiptoed to hand it to the servant.

"Beautiful aunt, my mommy said, grandma just went to heaven. It's a very good place. When you go, you can see my grandma again, so don't cry. Here, wipe."

Being coaxed by Xiaoxing, the servant really stopped his tears.

She took Xiaoxing's handkerchief and held it tightly in her hand. "I see. Thank you, little princess."

Then he remembered something again, looked at me and said, "young grandma, you came here for..."

"Let me tidy up Mrs. Shen's things." I said.

The servant nodded and led me to the second floor.

Shen Yan's room is the last one on the left on the second floor. When the door is opened, it is facing a large French window. After the white veil, a whole garden can be clearly seen and the scenery can be seen at a glance.

"She likes to sit in a daze in front of the French window. She doesn't know whether she is thinking about Huo Shao or Huo dad." The servant recalled.

I was a little confused, "didn't Mr. Huo retire ten years ago and stay at home every day."

Do two people need to miss when they don't look up and look down?

Who knows, the servant shook his head directly, "I'm at home every day, but I've already slept in separate rooms. I usually eat separately. Although I live under the same eaves, the number of meetings can be counted with one hand."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth. "It's su Jingbai's fault. If it weren't for her, the feelings between father and Mrs. Huo wouldn't be like this. Look at her coming back this time, there would be nothing satisfactory at home."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong and quickly added, "young grandma, of course, you married to the Huo family."

I have to say that the servant's mind is very delicate. No wonder he has such a good relationship with Shen Yan.

In such a lonely Huo family, it is also a valuable luck to have a servant who can speak.

"I know what you mean and I'm not angry." I nodded slightly at her and stretched out my hand to open the wardrobe. "Did Su Jingbai come home today?"

"No, my wife and I were alone in the morning. She ran back in the morning and said she wanted to eat osmanthus cake. I went to the kitchen to make it. Then I heard her voice on the roof. She seemed very angry. Before I could go up and see it, she fell down. Then I hurried to find an ambulance. The position was facing the door. If someone came in and out, I wouldn't miss it." Said the servant.

"What about the back door?" I asked again.

"The back door is locked. The key has been lost long ago. My wife said that she wouldn't open it anyway, so there's no need to look for it. It's estimated that the lock has long been rusted by now, and there's something wrong with the door. It squeaks when touched a little." The servant said again.

The servant didn't see anyone coming in and out, nor did he hear any sound at the back door, that is, no one had ever been to the old house.

If the police investigate, I'm afraid it's easy to define this case as falling off a building, which belongs to accidental death.

But the servant said again. She heard Shen Yan's angry voice upstairs, like a quarrel.

If no one came in, would it be a quarrel on the phone?

Vaguely, I seem to have found a clue. I immediately cheer up and ask the servant, "where's Mrs. Shen's phone? Show me."