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Song Yidao looked around and quickly left with his bundle.

The blue-robed man secretly spat on the ground and left the tree with a look of disgust.

Jin Xiaolou followed closely behind with Lin'er in her arms. They walked all the way to the entrance of the Eight Li alley, and only after seeing that person directly enter the house, did he give up.

Zhou Shuli just happened to be returning from Wellhead Village, holding a small sandalwood box in his hand like a treasure. Seeing Jin Xiaolou hurriedly chase up to him with two steps, he passed the box to the front of the building.

Lin'er was the first to turn around, his chubby little hands grabbing the box, raising it up to his mouth.

Jin Xiaolou laughed and took the box out from her mouth that was dripping saliva. Looking at Zhou Shuli's anxious face, she jokingly asked: "Is this box a gift for your nephew?"

Zhou Shuli presented everything that he was thinking on his face, without concealing anything.

Jin Xiaolou could tell from one look that the box was for Gui Qi, but she couldn't help but want to tease him.

"No, no, no." Zhou Shuli explained in a hurry, "My mother specifically asked me to send this to Gui Qi."

"Then what are you offering me?" Jin Xiaolou smiled as she looked at Zhou Shuli.

Zhou Shuli scratched his head bashfully: "Help me put it under my Guizhi pillow."

Jin Xiaolou shook his head: "I can't help you with this matter."

With that, he returned the box to Zhou Shuli, pushed open the door and entered the house.

He raised his eyebrows and shouted towards the house: "Gui Qi, Zhou Shuli has something to tell you."

Huang Guizhi was in the middle of washing her clothes in the house. She had just put down the soap and rubbed the corner of his hands with the bubbles, but she was too slippery to wipe his hands off, so she quickly ran out.

Seeing Zhou Shuli standing at the entrance with a red face, he went to welcome him, raising his head and fluttering his eyes: "What, do you have something to tell me?"

Zhou Shuli passed the box to Gui Qi and slowly said: "My mother said that she has nothing, so she could only carry this kind of thing. Now that I have given it to you, I am only willing … We just want to be safe and sound for the rest of our lives. "

Gui Zhi stretched out his arm, bent his elbow to catch the box, smiled sweetly, and went back to his room to wash.

"Gui Qi, wait a moment." Zhou Shuli called out and stopped Gui Zhi. He then took out a white cloth handkerchief and gently unfolded it, revealing three pieces of toasted persimmon.

Zhou Shuli took out a piece of persimmon cake and handed it over to the osmanthus branch with eyes full of anticipation and joy.

With a bite of the osmanthus branch, the rich fragrance of the osmanthus blossoms filled his mouth, followed by the sweet taste of the persimmon.

"This is my mother's osmanthus persimmon cake that she made when she first entered the autumn. She picked it before the rain and marinated it in fresh red persimmon seeds. This year, there's a lot of rain, and the persimmon cake is not easy to make. Most of it is rotten. Only these three pieces are for you."

Gui Zhi's heart felt even sweeter than a persimmon, after wiping off his clothes, he picked up a piece and fed it to Zhou Shuli.

"If there's sweetness, we'll eat it together." After saying that, he took the last piece of persimmon cake and entered the house.

Right after entering, he handed the last piece of persimmon cake to Jin Xiaolou.

Jin Xiaolou cut it into 6 portions and sent each of them to taste a bit.

The last bit was stuffed into Lin'er's mouth, causing him to laugh non-stop.

After Jin Xiaolou and Gui Qi washed and dried their clothes, they sat on the side of the bed and watched Gui Zhi open the small sandalwood box.

The box was covered with brocade, and inside was a pair of jade earrings.

From the looks of it, it was not a good jade. The dark green jade body was intermixed with yellow and black stripes. However, it was round and smooth, bright and clean.

What was even more rare was that this earring was carved very well, with great ingenuity and ingenuity, it cut the jade-green jade into the shape of a curly leaf, the vein lines of the leaf could clearly be seen, the yellow black impurities were like brown spots on the leaf itself, from afar, a tender leaf that had just sprouted out was vivid and lifelike.

Jin Xiaolou took out the earring to put on the osmanthus branch. The osmanthus branch was already white and bright under the reflection of the emerald jade, like a new dew on a leaf.

After handing over the Lin'er to Gui Qi to look after, Jin Xiaolou went out alone.

After buying a bag of plums, he sat down at the well to the left of Eight Mile Lane and stared at the alley entrance as he ate.

From time to time, there would be women coming out to wash and cook at the well. When they saw Jin Xiaolou, they were all a little confused, so Jin Xiaolou split the plums, saying that she was here to look for someone, she attracted one or two women with their mouths agape to accompany her. She told them all about the people in the alley.

Just as she was happily talking, Jin Xiaolou saw from afar that the man dressed in blue was carrying a small cloth bag and walking out with his head lowered.

Jin Xiaolou took a plum in her mouth and asked while biting it, "Do you know who that person is, Aunt?"

The aunt unceremoniously grabbed a handful of plums from Jin Xiaolou's hands and turned to look at him, "Him, he's Da Chun. "She's been living here for more than ten years. She has a sick sister in her family who relies entirely on him to work as a waiter in the autumn moon wine house to earn money to buy medicine for his sister and keep her alive. She is an honest and straightforward person."

"It's a pity that the siblings aren't young anymore. The sisters can't get married, and the elder brother can't get a wife. He can only depend on them for his own life, and is also a poor family."

After she finished, she looked at Jin Xiaolou: "What, the person you're looking for, could it be him?"

Jin Xiaolou rolled her eyes. She had never seen this person before in Autumn Moon, so this made her even more suspicious of him. She took the opportunity to nod her head, "Yes, they look alike."

"What? It's really him?" "Why are you looking for him?"

Jin Xiaolou racked her brains quickly: "I came to look for my hometown, and when I was young, we lived in the same neighborhood, we played together."

"Same village?" The aunt waved her hand, "Then you must have seen wrongly, do you know where Da Chun is from?"

The aunt continued, "Changba Village!"

"Dongling Changba Village!" Seeing that Jin Xiaolou was still confused, she excitedly raised her voice, "You don't know about Changba Village? Thirteen years ago, during the great earthquake at Changba Village in Dongling, when the mountains collapsed and surrounded the lake, it rained heavily one day. The lake broke the embankment and poured into the Changba Village, causing everyone in the village to die. It was fortunate that he was able to swim well, not only did she manage to live, he even managed to save his own sister, but that sister was also only left with half a life, and had not been raised to the present day. Tell me, how did he end up in the same hometown? "

Jin Xiaolou was startled, she did not expect Da Chun to not be from the same hometown.

However, after knowing that he was good at swimming, Jin Xiaolou was even more certain that the Da Chun from the Autumn Moon Wine was the culprit.

However, how could he think of a reason? Since he could make this aunt believe his words, it would be best for her to help him in taking a look at Da Chun's feet …

There was a good chance that the murderer had stepped on a wooden thorn. It was always better to take a look.

My family is in Qingyang Village. There is a rich family in the village with the surname of Song, and this Song family has been suffering from a serious illness recently. They asked me to come out and find their only son, who was still young and lost. "Song Fuhu and I were neighbors, lived close to each other, and had a good relationship with his son as a child. Thus, I was asked by him to look for someone.

"Song Fuhu's son went missing a long time ago, so it's possible that he was taken to Changba Village." Jin Xiaolou continued, "That big brother of the Song Family had a big black mole on his feet. If not, aunty would think of a way to help me take a look, if it really was him, I would definitely reward him handsomely!"

As Jin Xiaolou spoke, she took out a silver coin from her bosom and stuffed it into the hands of her aunt, "This is hard work.

"Ouch!" The aunt almost fainted when she saw the silver. She took a bite and quickly put it away, "I never thought that there would be such a thing. I'm afraid the Song family is going to find their son to inherit their family business!"

Jin Xiaolou nodded.

"Since that's the case, I will immediately ask Da Chun to personally take off his shoes and socks for you to see!" The aunt shouted, "If it's such a good thing and it's really Da Chun, then the two siblings' bitter days have finally come to an end!"

"Don't!" Jin Xiaolou pulled at the aunt who was about to leave, "Aunt, think about it, if it wasn't for Da Chun, if you let this news out and made him happy, wouldn't it be just adding on to his disappointment?"

"It's best to watch him secretly. When he's confirmed, we can tell him later."

After Jin Xiaolou finished speaking, the big aunt immediately held onto her chest: "Not bad, not bad, young lady is still young, my thoughts are indeed thoughtful."

Those who were used to living in poverty were not afraid of the dark, but of the light that suddenly descended before them. The light almost entered, but it could not pierce through the layer of oily yellow paper in front of them.

Disappointment is worse than no hope.

"Leave this matter to me, little lady. Come back tomorrow, I will definitely help you settle this matter."

Early morning of the second day, Jin Xiaolou was already outside the Eight Li Lane. Yesterday, the big aunt's figure quickly appeared, and with just a look at her expression, Jin Xiaolou knew that the situation was not as big aunt wished.

When she saw Jin Xiaolou, the aunt pulled her hand and sat by the well: "I spent a lot of effort in making tofu soup and sent it to Da Chun's family last night. I served Sister Da Chun while she drank it and boiled some hot water to help her wash her feet."

The aunt rubbed her hands together, "It's just right time, Da Chun is back, so I shouted for him to wash up as well."

"At first, he wouldn't take off his shoes or socks. If it wasn't for the fact that I have always been close to them, I'm afraid that he would have come to chase me away with a dark face. " The aunt sighed. "It wasn't easy to convince him, so I widened my shoes and socks and put them in the footbasin. I secretly lowered my head to look, but unfortunately … Da Chun just did not have such a good life, his feet were completely clean without a big black mole! "

Jin Xiaolou had already known the outcome. The big black mole was just making it up, so she hurriedly asked her what she wanted to know. "Is both my feet clean?"

The aunt shook her head and muttered, "There are three small cuts on the left foot. They are about the size of a peanut and have yet to form a scab. I don't know how, but they hurt."

"Look at how fast he walks, why do he have so many wounds on his feet?"

Jin Xiaolou pursed her lips and smiled: "Auntie, it seems like this Da Chun isn't from the same village that I was looking for."

Saying so, he stood up and walked towards the yamen.

Gao Lang was right, the killer did step on a wooden thorn, it was just that in order to hide the truth, he had pretended to have wounds on his leg.

Now that the evidence was conclusive, he could finally report it to the Registrar Official.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the yamen, she found out that the young master had lost his County Magistrate Mansion, and Jin Xiaolou hurriedly turned her head towards the County Magistrate Mansion.

Just as she walked to the County Magistrate Mansion entrance, Jin Xiaolou saw Liu Yuyan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Liu Yuyan wore a long jacket that had been washed until it was old. Her hair was combed meticulously, but there was not a single piece of jewelry on her head.

They were right next to the side door, arguing with the Little Maid in the manor.