Chapter 185: The thread is broken

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Chapter 185 The Clue is Broken
"It's been a little bit hard these days, and this child is also very well-behaved. Your comatose brother Wang Qin went to find the child all the time. He is waiting for you to eat and drink." Fu's sister-in-law is also distressed. An An, who is missing whereabouts.
Gu Chunzhu nodded and gave a thumbs up towards Xiaocheng. She had said something interesting when teaching the two children to play games before, and she didn't miss the blame in Xiaocheng's eyes.
She was speechless and could only feel comfort by touching his head.
"Su..." Gu Chunzhu couldn't make a sound and could only use the mouth to represent.
Fu's sister-in-law can be regarded as someone who understands Gu Chunzhu. When she opens her mouth, she knows what she is going to ask.
I told Gu Chunzhu's family that they lived with their relatives. No one in the first month helped to get up the house. It was also very troublesome to only stay in someone's house.
Qiu took his son and went back to his natal house in town.
Gu Chunzhu lowered his eyes. It was indeed the impulse to burn the Su's house that night. Mainly because of her anger, according to the little boy's words, Xiao Lai clearly saw An'an being abducted but still refused to say who it was. She was mad.
When there was a mess in her mind, she once thought it was An'an who walked on the road, but thought about it. There was no carriage. The track of the carriage was different from that of the carriage.
"What do you think, maybe you can wait for the brother Qin to bring back the good news later." Fu's sister-in-law saw Gu Chunzhu lost her voice and woke up early for her, like a dumb.
Gu Chunzhu nodded, and now she could only wait for An'an's news, and she kept thinking about Qiu's things. Why did a girl from Qiu's town marry Su Shouqin in the old solid wood village?
Just thinking, Chaimen was pushed away with a squeak.
The coming person advanced the next-door stove, and the sound of pouring water came. Su Wangqin stepped in the door and came in. After seeing Gu Chunzhu wake up, he was relieved.
"Yeah, I'm talking about finding a little bit of eyebrows!" Fusister-in-law couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and three pairs of eyes in the house stared at Su Wangqin.
Su Wangqin shook his head hard, and everyone's heart fell back to his stomach in disappointment.
This morning, he found Mrs. Wei and asked about the residence of Mr. Feng. When he rushed over, he would have gone to the building.
Boss Feng’s house is also rented, and he has an outside room. However, the outside room did not know the real name of Mr. Feng and where he lived. He only said that he did bring back a Peugeot baby the night of New Year’s Eve, and when he came back, he packed up the gold and silver and let the next person take the carriage. Just left.
"An Anxu was sold to the field by him!" Su Wangqin frowned, and on the first day he also ran a county government office to let Xiao Tao take a portrait to help the official check to see if there was An'an in the carriage that left.
Yu An, An An called his father for so long, it has long been like his own. Yu Gong and An An’s status, once the three princes are in power, they will be pursued by then, and not only they and the Su family are inevitable.
Therefore, that night Gu Chunzhu burned the Su family's house, and he just looked at it coldly.
"Find!" Gu Chunzhu's lips burst into a difficult word.
"Where can I not find it, such a lovely doll, said to be my daughter-in-law." Fu sister-in-law's eyes were red, and Gu Chunzhu's hand took the persuasion: "You have to wait for you to get well , Ming'er is about to leave relatives. I'll go with you after the 8th day."
Su Wangqin thanked Fu's sister-in-law and distressed Gu Chunzhu for a long time in a coma for three days.
Fu's sister-in-law stayed for a while and then went home to make some supper. In the past few days, except for cooking, she was almost here. Fortunately, Zhao Dafu was also generous and said nothing.
"Hungry or not, I'll cook porridge for you." Su Wangqin stroked Gu Chunzhu's scattered hair in front of his forehead, with a cautious gentleness on his tired face.
Gu Chunzhu shook his head, feeling that his stomach was as unconscious as a stone. Perhaps they had been fed in some rice soup for a few days, and they didn't feel any more after being hungry.
"Mother wants to drink and get better soon to help me find my sister!" Xiao Cheng's soft palm rested on the back of Gu Chunzhu's hand.
Gu Chunzhu can only obey the focus.
Be sure to get better soon! This belief insisted that Gu Chunzhu drank half a bowl of porridge. She tried to walk on the ground and fell to the ground without taking a few steps. The whole body was like a dehydrated sponge and could not bear any weight.
She no longer moves, nor speaks, and keeps her throat well, hoping that she will not be a dumb mother when she finds An'an.
The day after the blink of an eye reached the fourth day of the Chinese New Year.
After a night of rest, Gu Chunzhu could barely go down for a few dozen steps, and his throat could make a few sounds, but as soon as he spoke, his throat was as painful as being cut by a knife.
Su Wangqin still went out to find An'an in the daytime, so Gu Chunzhu and Xiaocheng were together, with Gu Chengzhu's help, sitting on the desk where Xiaocheng wrote on weekdays.
Gu Chunzhu compared a handwriting gesture, and Xiao Chengli took a wooden board and a writing brush into Gu Chunzhu's hands.
"Draw a portrait of An'an, and look for her when she is ready." Gu Chunzhu dipped the brush on the wooden board and wrote these words. They are not uncommon, but she is mixed with traditional Chinese and simplified Chinese, but Xiaocheng also guessed come out.
In addition, Gu Chunzhu made another ink research movement. According to her research, Xiao Achievement also took out the rough paper he carefully collected and handed it to Gu Chunzhu's hand, "Mother painting!"
Gu Chunzhu dipped the brush with ink, although there were various forms of An'an in his mind, crying or laughing, but he didn't know how to write the pen, and the last bite was waving on the rough paper.
"Mother...it's not very similar." Xiaocheng picked up the portrait and dried out the ink.
It's just a silhouette, with two braids, and two big eyes, just like the ordinary little girl. It's really impossible to find this portrait to find people.
"Hey!" Gu Chunzhu sighed silently, tapped his forehead, and put a helpless hand into Xiaocheng's hand, and then dipped it on the wooden board with water, "You come to paint!"
Xiaocheng pursed his lips and began to write a little bit hesitantly.
A baby's fat cheeks, big eyes, a sharp nose and a small mouth. As the portrait became more and more complete, even the peach flowers embroidered on the winter coat were drawn, and Gu Chunzhu's lips gradually widened.
She sighed, how could she forget Xiaocheng's talent for this memory!
"Mother, can I draw another one?" Xiaocheng Feng's eyes blinked lightly, and with a lot of self-confidence he put this piece of practice paper aside and took a new one.
Gu Chunzhu sat down for a while and became dizzy again. She nodded to Xiaocheng and went back to rest. When she lay down for an hour and then came out, the table was already filled with portraits of An An.
Xiaocheng, who usually doesn't want to use unedged paper, this time used it without hesitation.
In addition to the five images of the outline, Xiaocheng painted it with paint, even An Anhong’s red cheeks were painted, and the eyes of the black grapes were more vivid, and the rose-red cotton jacket, the similarity reached all of a sudden 70%!