Zhou Sinian looked at the wooden cart with a look of surprise. It seemed to be the chariot that the county government usually pulls things, buys vegetables in the kitchen, pulls firewood, and charcoal in winter...

Looking at the two low bamboo chairs on it, Zhou Sinian's mouth twitched.

There is no carriage, so there must be a sedan chair! The county magistrate is in charge of Lord Shen, and he really doesn’t know what to say.

Chen Zhouheng bit his lips tightly and his eyes looked at Mo Yanxing with a dim look, and turned around and said, "Mom, I'll help you up."

"Oh!" Chen nodded in a panic expression.

Chen Zhouheng and Qi Yaoyao helped Chen onto the cart and sat on a bamboo chair.

"Madam, you go up too." Chen Zhou stretched out his hand and looked at Qi Yaoyao and said.

"Is the charity village far away from here?" Qi Yaoyao asked with dark eyes looking at him.

"Outside the city." Chen Zhouheng looked at her warmly and said, "It's five or six miles away from the city." He pointed his hand at his chin, "The car bar is not very clean."

In front of everyone, Qi Yaoyao put his hand on his warm hands, lifted his skirt, put his foot on the cart, and sat on the bamboo chair.

Qi Yaoyao put the straw hat behind her and put it on her head.

The weather was hot, and the sun was still very poisonous in the afternoon, so she didn't want to tan.

Seeing this, Zhou Sinian and the others really didn’t know what to say. The county magistrate and the county magistrate’s wife were really a perfect match!

Chen Zhou Heng's eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles, "Lu Ming left!" He looked back at Mo Yanxing and the others and said, "Where are you?"

Qiao Dayong immediately said, "I'm here." He followed directly on the other side of the cart.

Qi Yaoyao pressed the straw hat on her head low, and the cart pressed against the bluestone road, squeaking.

The four officers looked at each other and immediately followed them with tactful knowledge.

Seeing this, Zhou Sinian was going to leave. The county magistrate was wearing a sedan chair. He didn't understand the rules of the officialdom too much.

He stomped his feet and followed behind the cart.

Grandma's place is not a sedan chair? It's the first time I've been wearing a leg in so many years.

Zhou Sinian looked at the officer in front of him and coughed twice, "Ahem......"

The officer in front looked back and immediately slowed down cleverly, bowed his body, and asked you first with a look on his face.

An ignorant servant was stretched out by his colleague's arm and pulled him, and Zhou Sinian walked forward.

The officer followed behind and continued to move forward.

Qi Yaoyao sat on the cart and looked up slightly, and she was relished. This official culture is immersed in her bones, regardless of past or present.

What is the country that is an official? The authority! The smaller the place, the more particular it is.

After the county magistrate left the yamen, there was only Mo Yanxing left. Oh... he sighed and stomped his feet and chased after him.

It can be seen that no matter how angry I feel, this rule must be followed.

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Almost all the county governments were dispatched, which naturally alarmed many people on the street, pointing at the sunken boat and whispering.

But I didn't dare to inquire about such a big situation, what is this for!

After leaving the city, I walked less than half an hour before finally arrived at the Yizhuang Village.

When it comes to charity villages, it is synonymous with gloomy terror, which makes people feel numb. The county town has a small population, so murder cases often occur.

The Yizhuang is located at the foot of the mountain, on the shady side, not big, with three ordinary bluestone repair rooms.

Because some people cleaned up, but the place was remote enough.

It was not so gloomy in broad daylight, and Chen Zhouheng helped his mother and wife down.

The janitor of the Yizhuang Village heard the movement outside and hurriedly ran over, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Shen, County Magistrate Mo, Chief Crown Prince Zhou, and County Magistrate Qiao."

"Born, please give me no gifts, no gifts." Chen Zhouheng looked at him and raised his hand, saying, "We are here to see the deceased Molixing today, hoping to discover new clues."

"Please!" The head of Zhuang turned sideways and bowed to his feet.

"Is that OK?" Chen Zhouheng turned around and looked at the two of them worriedly and said.

"Yes!" Qi Yaoyao nodded and looked at the stranger's head with habitual look. Her hair was gray and her hair was neatly combed, and there was a wooden hairpin that had been wrapped in pulp on her bun.

A short brown cloth is covered in coarse cloth, but it is washed clean.

The back of the hand was thin and rough, so that the veins seemed to be bulging. The unexpected cracks in the nails were very clean without any dirt.

"It's all here, I can do it." Chen clenched his fists tightly and exhaleed himself.

"Then let's go!" Chen Zhou led the way forward, followed by Qi Yaoyao and supported Chen.

"I won't go in, I'll wait for you outside." Zhou Sinian looked at Mo Yanxing and the others embarrassedly and said.

What else can Mo Yanxing say? He raised his foot and walked inside.

As a county lieutenant, Qiao Dayong was within his responsibilities. He had seen it a long time ago, so he had nothing to be afraid of, so he followed him in.

As for those four officers, they stayed outside to watch out.

Qi Yaoyao crossed the threshold and entered the stone house, which was cool and shady.

Chen unconsciously rubbed his arms and moved closer to Qi Yaoyao to absorb the temperature.

"The stone house is warm in winter and cool in summer, so it feels cold." Qi Yaoyao lowered her head and looked at Chen with her deep black eyes slightly.

Chen shook her arm and looked at Qi Yaoyao gratefully.

"You have thought about it in this room." Chen Zhouheng stood in front of the bamboo curtain and looked at them and asked finally.

"It's cool here, maybe it's not that bad." Qi Yaoyao raised her eyes slightly and looked at Chen Zhouheng with dark and bright eyes.

Chen Zhou looked across and fell on his mother again, nodded at him, and opened the curtain.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Qiao Dayong quickly stepped forward and took the bamboo curtain and picked it up high.

Chen Zhouheng handed the curtain to him and went into the room first. Qi Yaoyao helped Chen and walked in.

The body is placed on a wooden bed and covered with white cloth. If the body is left for a long time, the smell in the room will naturally not be good.

Qi Yaoyao suppressed the disgust in her heart and helped Chen walk to the side of the bed.

Mo Yan walked in and looked at his younger brother's body, and his eyes turned red in an instant. He sniffed and turned his face away. He blinked and forced the water vapor in his eyes back.

The case cannot be solved, and it is still impossible to be buried. He is a brother who blames himself very much!

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Qiao Dayong hurried over as he looked at Shen Zhouheng who was about to lift the white cloth, "Mr. Shen should go to the old lady and the others!"

All women are scared and fainted for a while, and there is not even a person to support them.

Chen Zhouheng heard this and his black eyes flashed, he looked at Qiao Dayong and said, "Thank you!" He walked around the bed and stood behind Qi Yaoyao and Chen.

"Are you ready?" Chen Zhouheng lowered his head and looked at his mother and Qi Yaoyao standing in front of him.

"It's ready." Qi Yaoyao nodded lightly without looking back.
Chapter completed!