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These two large water vats were not placed tightly together, and there was even some junk piled up in the middle. No one came in to clean up after the Old Madame Deng had left, so there was a thick layer of dust at the bottom of the vat. However, it was obvious that these items had been moved around before, and the traces were very fresh.

Beneath the debris was a thick straw mattress, but it was not properly covered, revealing a corner of the plank beneath it. I looked again and saw that it was a wooden door. Below it was a vegetable cellar, but it wasn't in the yard or outside like the others, so I didn't think of it at first.

Old Madame Deng came in and pulled down a towel by the bed and wiped her hands. She hung her apron on the wall and turned off the lights in her room before going back to sleep.

What bothered me was that after the lights went out, the light was clearly visible in the crevices of the planks under the straw mats that had just been torn open in the darkness.

The cracks created by the wooden door were not very tight and there was not a trace of light left in the room. As long as one was not blind, they would be able to see through the light below.

It was her freedom to dig in the vegetable cellar, but there was a problem with lighting a lamp in the cellar, wasn't there? Especially this old man who lived alone and saved electricity everywhere in order to save money, the Old Madame Deng.

I lay on the cold concrete for a while longer, waiting for the snores to rise and fall in the old man's bedroom before I got up.

I really wanted to take all the junk away and lift up the wooden board to see what was going on below, but when I looked down to see how crippled I was, I obediently went back to my room to sleep.

That night I slept badly. I woke up from a nightmare several times and fell back into it several times. I woke up early in the morning looking so pale that I didn't even want to look at it.

The color of my lips is extremely hard to see. When I thought about the lipstick Yan Qin gave me, I felt it out and tried it on. She felt that the color wasn't bad, she liked the mirror very much, and immediately put it into her make-up bag.

Xiao Chen came by early in the morning. Fortunately, I didn't sleep soundly, so I woke up in time and told Xiao Chen to take me away immediately.

But this time, Xiao Chen didn't drive over. The road here was originally uneven, and the ten minutes of road forced me to walk for half an hour before I arrived.

Xiao Chen had already told me that Wen Xuan was obsessed with cleanliness, and today I saw it. He thought that the living conditions here were not clean, and would rather sleep inside the car with a sore back and waist than sleep in the house. He would rather not wash his face in the common pool for the entire day. There was still food to eat, he would rather eat a few dollars worth of instant noodles than go to a small restaurant to eat. What broke Xiao Chen's heart was that the hot water to brew the noodles had to be boiled by men, otherwise, Wen Xuan would rather die.

But he insisted on going down like this. If it wasn't for his clothes not changing, I wouldn't have recognized that the one with the unshaven beard, unkempt hair and dirty face squatting beside the car eating instant noodles was Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan obviously did not expect me to come over, and furthermore, I recognized him with a look of astonishment. He immediately stuffed the instant noodles into the hands of the guy beside him in a natural manner, pretending that he wasn't the one squatting by the car just now to wolf down the instant noodles.

Wen Xuan still acted like he didn't do anything and said, "It's too stuffy inside the car, I'll stand outside for a while. "Why are you here?" If I hadn't been watching this performance for a while, I would have believed it …

"There's no signal on my phone, but I still have something to tell you," I said as I moved to the car and sat down. "Do you have a picture of Xiao Ming? I want to see it. "

Wen Xuan asked the Xiao Chen to give it to me. I received it and took a closer look, and sure enough, it was the same person from the picture that the Old Madame Deng had in front of me.

"This person," I told Wen Xuan while holding the photo, "the Old Madame Deng knows him."

Xiao Chen searched for this Xiao Ming for a long time, but still didn't believe me. I so easily found out if he believed me and asked him about my current situation.

"I found the photo of Xiao Ming and the Old Madame Deng's family in an old photo of the Old Madame Deng's house. Although it was quite long, I'm sure that the person over there is Xiao Ming …"

This was because the recognition of Xiao Ming's appearance was simply too high …

He was as thin as a monkey, with a prominent mole on the right side of his face.

"..." The reason we have been unable to find Xiao Ming is because Xiao Ming has been hiding at Old Madame Deng's home the entire time. "

Xiao Chen slapped his forehead and said that the old lady had indeed not moved. He had pointed out the wrong path to Xiao Chen and the others, and was actually with Xiao Ming.

Xiao Chen wanted to continue speaking, but he was glared back at by Wen Xuan, who indicated for me to continue.

"Old Madame Deng's house has an entrance that should be the vegetable cellar. After the lights went out last night, I discovered that there was light below. It's impossible for an extremely thrifty old man to light up his radish cabbage for electricity …"

Wen Xuan nodded his head, indicating that he understood. He wanted Xiao Chen to accompany me back later and pay attention to the place I mentioned.

Wen Xuan asked without thinking, "Are you living well over there? "I feel that this side of mine really isn't suitable for you, so I let you down …"

Explain? I still don't know if Wen Xuan was actually afraid that there might be some news. If they wanted to touch Old Madame Deng, I would stop them. Last time when he signed a contract with the Mr. Zheng, her Jian Jia was hung on the web, and he didn't want to interfere. However, in the end, he couldn't do anything about it, so he probably was afraid of me, so he had to pay attention to me.

Although I told Wen Xuan what Old Madame Deng hid from me, it doesn't mean that I allowed them to touch Old Madame Deng as they please.

I am very clear in my heart about how this lonely old man treats me. Even if I have a conflict of interest with Wen Xuan, I will not give in.

"I'm fine over there," I said lightly. "But it's all thanks to the Old Granny taking care of me, so Xiao Chen can go check on the situation."

Wen Xuan was not very happy with my stubborn temper, so he didn't say anything more. But before leaving, Wen Xuan secretly told Xiao Chen to drive back and forth this time, and to pick me up when he returned.

Xiao Chen drove me back and bought some things on the way. He told the old lady that he was going to buy something for me to make me some good food.

Then, the Xiao Chen wandered around the outer room in the name of helping the old lady. I gave him a look and pointed to the pile of debris between the two vats.

The Xiao Chen immediately understood and rushed over to check on the situation when he was waiting for the item in front of the stove.

I stood at the entrance of the kitchen to take care of Xiao Chen. If Old Madame Deng really wants to come out, I will think of a way to delay him.

In the end, the old lady remembered that she had disappeared and had to go out to the yard to get it. There was still a pot in the pot waiting for her to cook it, so it was impossible for her to get it with her legs.

Old Madame Deng rushed out of the kitchen in a flurry of movements. Embarrassed, she lifted up the straw mattress on the wooden floor.

Xiao Chen's brain also reacted in time. He pulled on a corner of the straw mattress and asked Old Madame Deng: "Ah … Grandmother, is the white radish under this vegetable cellar? "The stew can be used less, I'll go down and get it for you now …"

The Old Madame Deng panicked and quickly rushed over. As she said it wasn't here, she snatched the straw mattress from the Xiao Chen's hands and covered it back up on the wooden floor. She also moved all the other things back as well.

Seeing Old Madame Deng's nervous expression, Xiao Chen looked at me and nodded, there must be a problem here.

"Aiya! "Grandmother!" I shouted on purpose, "Look and see if the pot is going to rot! No matter how I look at the soup, it's all dried up! "

Old Madame Deng quickly packed the things in her hands and ran back to the kitchen in a hurry.

We were afraid that the Old Madame Deng would be suspicious, so we did not move. After busying themselves for a while, the dishes were served. The three of them ate together, and then the Xiao Chen left.

When I was about to leave after figuring out the situation, I only found out that Wen Xuan wanted to pick me up to stay beside him, so I thought that he was unhappy about me stopping them from touching the Old Madame Deng, so he pulled me over to his side to watch.

I indicated on the spot that I wouldn't leave no matter what. Xiao Chen also knew that if he insisted on taking me away, it would make his suspicious of me.

"Then... "Elder sister, you should stay behind first …" Xiao Chen pulled me to one side and said unwillingly, "Then take this. You'll definitely use this, right? "

Xiao Chen immediately gave me a Anti-Wolf Lightning Rod, he thinks Old Madame Deng will suspect me and kill me in the middle of the night?

I kept saying no, Xiao Chen stuffed it into my jacket pocket and told me that it was not a joke.

"If elder sister didn't let me bring him back with me, and something happened here, even if Brother Xuan didn't kill me, I would still need half my life …"

I could only take it, and say I knew, and reassure him that it was not so serious.

When I returned to my room, the Old Madame Deng was busy cleaning up the mess on the table.

I was going to help her, but the old lady helped me get back to bed. "You disobedient girl. In the future, there will be many days when I have to work. What are you in a hurry for …"

Old Madame Deng was still washing the dishes while muttering to herself. I looked at her slightly bent back, how could she be the one who harmed me …

I felt for the electric baton in my coat pocket and stuffed it back into the bed and hid it so the old woman wouldn't see it again. Although she might not know why I took it, but I always felt that taking it was like not trusting the old. I felt a little uncomfortable inside.

Before going to bed, Old Madame Deng brought me another bowl of stew soup, which was made during the day. She insisted that it was good for the bones, although I am afraid of growing meat, I still drank it all down.

As the lights went out, I began to drift off to sleep. In my half dream, I suddenly realized that there was a person standing next to the bed!

That person's figure was quite familiar …