Chapter 9:

Ming Lan parked her Audi in the garage behind the house. She lifted her bag, raised her head, and saw Zhang Jufang's room. The lights were on, and there was faint laughter.
Ming Lan stepped on her high heels, and Ting Ting walked towards her house. The courtyard is quiet, just like every day in these years. The sister in the next room Ming Ming was teaching his son to read, and a faint voice came. Zhao Xia was probably asleep, but it was only because of her husband's authority that she didn't dare to turn off the light, and the room was silent.
Only in Chen Mei's room, there was a sound of music. It was also restless. But Ming Lan did not regret asking her husband to marry her back. Otherwise, who is facing Zhang Jufang?
Ming Lan drank the water, and the maid's sister warmed up the meals. In fact, at the age, the younger sister is a few years older than Ming Lan. But maintenance is much worse.
Ming Lan was eating under the lamp, and when she looked up, she saw the figure of her younger sister. Ming Lan said in disgust, "Go ahead. I'm annoying the third child today? No one can worry about me." After reaching out, he twisted the younger sister, turning it hard, and the younger sister moaned. Ming Lan reached out and touched her face again with a smile, and said with a smile, "The face doesn't grow old, you have a long time to work. Isn't it just trying to earn our wages? Thousands a month, you are not old and you are old Where can I earn it? "
The servant lowered her head and stepped back: "Mrs. I'm leaving now."
Ming Lan smiled and ignored her.
That night was really long.
Ming Lan lay on the bed for a while, listening to the current popular music, and then looked up out of the window. There was a quiet lawn, an independent hut. A bright moon hung in the sky, and was very lonely.
Ming Lan suddenly felt tight. It was a feeling of almost depression and excitement. She wanted to cry a little, and felt confused. She is 45 years old and has had amenorrhea for two years. She was upset at the thought. After a while, she suddenly became angry at Zhang Jufang.
So she walked out of the room unhurriedly and came to Zhang Jufang's house. Across the door, Yao Yuange and her laughter could be heard.
Ming Lan knocked on the door with a smile on his lips: "Yuan Ge, there's something in the bar and I want to tell you."
Yao Yuange said "OK" and got up. After a while the door opened, Zhang Jufang didn't dare to disobey her openly, just looked at her with a sneer. As if he didn't see it, Ming Lan accompanied Yao Yuange back to his room.
Tonight, Yao Yuange slept in Chen Mei's room. Although he is nearly 50, he is strong and well-maintained. As long as the interest comes, he can cure these women in bed. After Chen Mei's house turned off the lights, according to Yao Yuan Ge's rules, all the houses went out together. Yao Yuange felt that it was good to have a big family look.
These nights, Jomo's most peaceful sleep is that the second wife is very sleepy. She hugged her son, lay on a large shelf bed, and told him a story softly and tenderly.
She was 20 years old and married Yao Yuange. Still ignorant of age, personality has always been simple. At that time the situation at home was already bad, and the factory always lost money. She went to work in her brother-in-law's factory, and once or twice, she met many times. She was also impressed by her mature, stable brother-in-law. But at first, there were no other thoughts. But later, my sister mentioned to her, and her parents sighed, and said to her, "Yuan Ge's current property is worth tens of millions. Your sister can't have any children. Your sister wo n’t be here again. It ’s better to marry an unreliable young man outside ...

Everyone thought it was okay, so she seemed to think it was okay. On his wedding day, Yao Yuange set up two tables of wine at home. He didn't invite people outside and didn't have a marriage certificate. The only thing she was worried about was that her sister was angry.
But my sister was smiling at the wine table and said, "Sister silly, how can I be angry?"
Later, once she saw the bruises on her sister's arm, she dared not ask more.
Then after a few years, it passed.
She seemed to be doing well, so she didn't have to go out to work, Yuan Ge gave a lot of money, and his factory was taken over and rescued. She gave birth to his only son. Everything else in this family is not her son's?
I just didn't expect that there were other people coming, and more than one.
As Yao Yuange made more money, he became more and more dignified at home. At first I only heard that she often lived with Zhang Jufang, but later she simply moved in.
That day Ming Ming cried inexplicably. But what about it, this man is everything in this family, she doesn't dare and can't disobey.
Later, Zhao Xia and Chen Mei came again. Two women of rural origin who worked for him.
Actually think about it, these women are no different. Once had nothing, and he gave them everything they wanted: money, security, family, a husband who could rely on him. And his only requirement for them was to share.
Later, Yao Yuange never married anyone else.
No matter how to play, I won't stay with you for long. It's about a bit old.
Although Ming Yan is only in her 30s, she is not fighting and doesn't want to care. She only hoped that her son would grow up healthily, and that those things between him and them, Ming Xuan would no longer care.
Only when she looked up, looking at the sky in the courtyard, boxy, dark like a well. She sometimes cried late at night, and she finally knew that she couldn't run. The Yao family is a dark black net in a remote corner of this prosperous society, and she is just one of the prey in the net.

The police came knocking on the door the next day. A maid opened the door, and plainclothes criminal police brought a few medical staff members in white coats, smiling very kindly: "Hello, we are from the Gucheng branch. The murders that happened a few days ago require your assistance. "
Later, Chen Mei pushed Yao Yuange gently and said, "My husband, the police are here."
Yao Yuange drew in the back of the big bed, and opened his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"It is related to the guest who died a few days ago."
Yao Yuange was silent for a while and sat up, "Are you saying something?"
Chen Mei nodded, showing a very strange expression: "The dead person may have an infectious disease, and everyone who needs to help the inn will test it and eliminate the poison."
"Are they going to the hospital?"
Chen Mei smiled and shook her head: "No, we can just go to the front yard."
"Okay." Yao Yuange nodded. "Go ahead and let them all do what the police ordered. I'll be here in a minute."
Such an outrageous and unruly means of investigating the case, the whole ancient city probably only the rogue criminal police can do it. Fill out a form, measure the temperature of the subject, listen to the lungs, and then spray disinfect the hands. Including Yao Yuange, they all cooperate. The criminal policeman in charge was particularly cordial and enthusiastic, and Yao Yuange was always gentle and gentle in handling people. Everyone shook his hand with a smile and left his fingerprints.
Of the five servants in the yard, three went to buy food. So as not to be too anxious, they agreed to wait for them to come back before receiving "disinfection".
Fang Qing ordered people to pay close attention to the time to compare fingerprints, and at the same time urged the criminal police responsible for the murder weapon, foot prints, and Fu Wei's line to continue to investigate.

Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao had volunteered to assist in handling the case, but they were idle. Jian Yao casually asked him, "Are you sure?" After asking, he immediately regretted it.
Sure enough, Bo Jinyan smiled lightly: "My wife's question is really difficult to answer, after all, I don't know what it feels like to be" unsure "."
Jian Yao: "... when I didn't ask."
The weather was good in the afternoon, and Bo Jinyan even took her out to play. The sky is high and the sky is wide, the ancient city is long. The two walked more than half a circle along the ancient city wall. After sweating, he ate delicious snacks in a small shop near the city wall.
Then I went to the lake, found a piece of reed, and rented a fishing rod for fishing. Bo Jinyan just looked at the book while sitting in the shade of the tree beside him. Jian Yao stared at the water, and when she saw the float, she hurriedly pulled the rod. When she saw a beautiful big fish coming out of the water, she reached out and wanted to catch it. Bo Jinyan stroked her hand and admired, "My Jianyao is so capable."
Jian Yao stared at him: "Don't patronize and say, catch a fish."
Bo Jinyan reached out and wanted to catch, but this was not what the detective was good at. The fish was sliding so fast that it jumped in place, and Jian Yao quickly dropped the fishing rod and rushed to help. The ridge on the bank was originally narrow, and Jian Yao was not stable for a while, and almost did not fall into the water. With thin eyes, Bo Jinyan hugged her, and she hugged the fish.
Jian Yao was relieved. He didn't let go, but gave a soft "Oh" sound, resting his head on her shoulder in the light of the setting sun.
"What's wrong?" Jian Yaojiao asked.
"Jane Yao, I feel very happy at the moment," he whispered.
Jian Yao trembled and said softly, "Me too."
"Sometimes I feel that time is too fast, and sometimes I feel too slow." He said, "I don't understand that there are always ups and downs in human emotions. This is a natural psychological law. I have been with Fuzi for a long time I feel annoyed. But why have I felt agitated every moment with you for two years? "
Jian Yao looked at Qing Jun's face in the sun and replied, "Because ..."
The omniscient detective, but still does not understand the mystery of love.
She threw the fish into the mud and looked up to kiss him.
Because, you are the only thin Jin Yan in this world. Only you, you will love your love all your life.
How lucky I am, I am your love.
It was night for the two to return to the inn. Many rooms had their lights turned off, and the front desk waiter wandered around in the corner to play with his mobile phone.
As soon as she entered the yard, Jian Yao received a call from Fang Qing. His voice didn't sound any emotion:
"The fingerprint comparison result is out."