Chapter 92: no!

At seven o'clock in the morning, the car drove to the destination, and the driver's question woke up two people in the sleepy state.
"Is there a specific street number?"
Xia Yao fanned out the paper and took a closer look and said, "There was no writing above."
"Let's go check it out!"
After Xia Yao got off the bus, he stopped a middle-aged man in his fifties. "Uncle, I want to inquire, where does Wang Zhishui live?"
"Wang Zhishui? Is there anyone in our village?"
Xia Yao looked at the paper again and said, "Oh, his father is called Wang Kaicai, his mother is Li Chunqing."
As soon as I heard these two names, the face of a middle-aged man changed instantly. It was a very uncomfortable look, and looked at Xia Yao up and down.
"Who are you? What are you looking for?"
Xia Yao explained, "That... Wang Zhishui is my buddy."
The man waved his hand directly. "I don't know their family!"
Xuan Dawei was so hard to catch a young man. He thought he would definitely know Wang Zhishui. As a result, when he mentioned the name of Wang Zhishui, the man showed the same expression as a middle-aged man.
"Is there such a person? I have never heard of it!"
Xuan Daxu hinted, "His mother is Li Chunqing."
The young man smiled, the sneer who didn't want to say more, and Ma Li turned into his own home.
Later, Xia Yao and Xuan Dawei asked several people. The result was not that they didn't know it or they were jealous of these names. It seems that the family who knew Wang Zhishui was an insult to them.
"Grass, 瞧 瞧 人 ! ! ! 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 」 宣 宣 宣 宣 宣 宣 宣 宣 宣!
Xia Yao said: "Would you like to go to his big house to ask? He is better to find a big family, just at the northern end of the village."
"Cheng, let's go!"
Xuan Dawei and Xia Yao went for a long time. After passing through an orchard on the way, it was Wang Zhishui who contracted him. The couple lived in a bungalow in the orchard.
"Someone?" Xuan Dawei knocked at the door.
A middle-aged woman who is brushing her teeth came out and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Xia Yao asked the middle-aged woman in an incomparable tone: "Are you the aunt of Wang Zhishui?"
Originally, this woman’s eyes were mild. After Xia Yao’s mention of the word
Wang Zhishui
, his eyes were cold and cold.
"What do you want to do?"
Xia Yao explained, "We came to Wang Zhishui and didn't know their home. I want to ask you."
The woman said, "Do you know our family and you don't know their home?"
"We really don't know, we..."
"do not know!!"
A simple and rude receipt, the threshold was closed in front of Xia Yao and Xuan Dawei.
At this moment, Xia Yao and Xuan Dawei realized that Wang Zhishui’s family must have problems. It is impossible to find it through the power of the villagers. The easiest and straightforward way to go to the village committee. After showing a series of documents, the cadres kindly pointed them to a road.
Near noon, two people finally found the home of Wang Zhishui. Xia Yao simply glanced at the housing conditions. In this village, even if he was an ordinary person, he was not as poor as he imagined.
Xuan Dawei knocked on the door and there was no response.
"It should be no home." Xia Yao said.
The two men waited outside the door for more than an hour, and the passing people looked at them with a quirky look. Neighbors can't stand it anymore, come over and be kindly reminded.
"They haven't lived in their home for a few days, and you wait for it."
Xia Yao asked, "What about people?"
"I heard that I was hospitalized, oh... going to the hospital is also a bad practice, early death and early life!"
Amount... Xia Yao’s mouth twitched twice, what did the family do in the end? Later, I bought some big goods for Datun and sent them home, only to take some gossip from her mouth.
It turned out that Li Chunqing and Wang Kaicai were young at the time of the horn class, that is, the local grass-roots team. They were called to sing at the funeral of the Ten Miles. Wang Kaicai sings and sings, Li Chunqing is a striptease, and it is a kind of nakedness. This is a very popular thing in the past rural areas.
"The woman can be shameless. She is hooked up all the year round, and she has a son who doesn't know who the bastard. When she was two or three years old, she was squatting on stage to perform juggling. When her mother-in-law was alive, she was abused by her all day. In this courtyard, I heard the old lady aunt crying, and I was mentally ill at that time!"
"Do you know how the old lady died? I hanged and hanged on the door frame of my grandson's room! The child is the old lady who has a big urinary sputum. It hurts this grandson. How much can it be toss a child? what?"
Xia Yao couldn’t imagine it. One morning, he woke up and saw his close relatives vomiting his tongue and hanging at the door. It was simply a killing of hope for life!
"When Wang Kaicai ran, Li Chunqing fell into a disease, and her house smelled it! Hey, he can kill people. The child is not home all the year round, and his mother is sick and doesn't come back. I want to say Li Chunqing is deserving of it, retribution!"
Daxie also said a lot, until the twilight came, Xuan Dawei and Xia Yaocai dragged a tired heart back. Long all the way to silence, Xia Yao finally opened.
"I think he may not be used to stealing. You think, he plays juggling in elementary school, and his hands and feet are sure."
Xuan Da禹's face has changed, and the tone has not been as strong as before.
"You didn't listen to that big sister? He and his mother are so enemies. Stealing money is not necessarily for his mother. Maybe it's a gamble."
"This is not my business." Xia Yao only asked, "Are you still chasing him?"
Xuan Dawei squinted and said, "Look at his grandmother's share, free!"
Xia Yao finally got a big sigh of relief, and things basically got rid of it, and the heart was awkward and it was put down. After all, there are so many people in the world, everyone will have all kinds of hardships and hardships, and there will be ways to protect themselves. Compassion is not alms, the only thing that can be done is to respect each other.
The next day, Xia Yao made up her mind in the unit and returned home at night. After playing with the mobile phone for a while, I saw the missed call on the top, and I felt a touch of sweetness in my mouth and took the initiative.
Yuan Zongzheng was sitting in his old house and smoking cigarettes. When he saw the number, the eyebrows were not easy to detect. "How come you suddenly think of calling me?"
Xia Yao said with a smile: "Look, you are still alive."
Yuan Lie smashed the ash and did not speak.
"How is that?" Xia Yao asked.
Yuan Zong is a word, "cold."
Xia Yao’s sullen smile swayed from his mouth. "You are also afraid of the cold!"
"I am not afraid of cold, I am afraid that you do not know that I am cold."
Xia Yao continued to smile without heart, as if Yuan Xiao did not tell the other shadows completely removed from his heart, completely no such thing.
Yuan Leng felt the change of Xia Yao's emotions and couldn't help but ask: "Is the mood so good?"
"Is there?" Xia Yao denied, "I have always been like this!"
"Are you doing something bad?"