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Chapter 88 That's Right

From that day on, Miao Hong never saw Xiuxiu again.

He did not cancel the rent for the house in Aunt Chang's house. He hoped that one day Xiuxiu would be able to walk back from outside. Only by seeing the house where Xiuxiu lived and the drawings left by Xiuxiu could Miao Hong be sure that Xiuxiu had really been here. She was a real person, not a phantom that she imagined.

After Miao Hong finished speaking, he picked up the cat and buried his face in the cat's hair.

Hua Jingyao sighed, so let's say that this matter between men and women is the most pretentious and useless. Wasting time and money will also kill a person's will, and even his life will be lost.

For example, my beautiful father in my previous life, my sister, my dead Mrs. Chen, and the beautiful young man in front of me.

"Miao Caizi, you already know who Xiuxiu's father is, so you brought this cat here to let Xiuxiu know that you are waiting for her, right?"

Before Miao Hong could answer, Hua Yukun, who was beside him, looked at Hua Jingyao in shock and asked, "Xiuxiu's father, who is that?"

That's the murderer!

Hua Jingyao smiled slightly and said, "Dad, Miao Caizi has just said that it's just that you didn't pay attention."

Hua Yukun carefully recalled what Miao Hong said, no, that should be a story, a story that Miao Hong experienced personally, and the people mentioned in the story... were that person? Impossible, how could it be, absolutely impossible!

"Dad, you guessed it right. Xiuxiu's father is that person, the gentleman who is said to be with his wife and never marry her for life after her death. Miao Caizi, didn't you hear that he was raising his life in the house of Yanyue Mountain in Xiaogan Mountain? Why did you bring this cat to Shanshui Lane later?" Hua Jingyao asked.

Miao Hong finally raised her head, his eyes were wet, and she had obviously just cried.

"After Xiuxiu left, I drew the painting again with my memory, but I couldn't describe Xiuxiu's father. Until that day, I met Zhang Shanchang in the academy, and I almost recognized it at a glance. He was Xiuxiu's father! He was wearing a long robe of scholars, tied a hairpin, and had a few light beard under his palate.

In fact, many teachers in the academy dressed up like this, but even Miao Hong himself couldn't explain why. The moment he saw Zhang Shanchang, he decided that this was the father in Xiuxiu's writing!

"Before this, I have seen Zhang Shanchang many times, and I have doubted it twice. But after just thinking about it, I subconsciously denied it. Until that day, when I saw him again, I knew that I could no longer deny myself. He was Xiuxiu's father." Miao Hong said.

Hua Jingyao looked at her father, but saw Mr. Hua San opening his mouth slightly, and the surprise on his face had not yet faded.

"Dad, I remember you said that Zhang Shan had a daughter. How old is his daughter?" Hua Jingyao asked.

"Zhang Shanchang's daughter? Let me think about it..." Hua Yukun was in a complicated mood and his thoughts were complicated. He didn't believe that the person he had always respected would be the murderer who killed his wife. He closed his eyes and silently recited in his heart. Yaoyao was waiting, Yaoyao was waiting. After reciting this silently several times, his mood finally calmed down and he could think about it carefully.

"That year I came back from the south, and your mother found me and said that Mr. Ruoxi's first wife passed away for fourteen years, but he still refused to reconnect, and I..."

Hua Yukun looked at Miao Hong beside him and didn't say anything further.

However, Hua Jingyao already understood. When her father came back from the south, he brought Linlin back. Princess Zhaoyang found him and scolded him. It turned out that this happened back then.

"Well, I remember you said that Zhang Shanchang's wife passed away when his daughter was three years old. In this way, Zhang Shanchang's daughter should be nineteen or twenty years old, which is about the same age as Xiuxiu, right, Miao Caizi?" Hua Jingyao said.

Miao Hong nodded and said, "Xiuxiu is a rabbit. She drew a little rabbit and said it was her."

Twenty years old who is born in the Year of the Rabbit.

"This is the right way, so now, Miao Caizi, please continue to talk." Hua Jingyao said with a smile. She suddenly realized that Miao Hong was quite talented in solving cases.

"Okay, what happened later," Miao Hong continued, "I recognized Zhang Shanchang as Xiuxiu's father, and began to pay attention to him. After he recovered from his illness, he would come to the academy every day. I quietly followed him and found that he did not return to the house in Yanyueshan, but returned to the house in Shanshui Lane. Then, I found that the house next to the Zhang family in Shanshui Lane was locked for many years. I looked for Yaxing to inquire and pretended that I wanted to rent a house. Yaxing people said that the owner of the house was Zhang.

The mountain chief said that someone wanted to rent it before, but Zhang Shan Chang refused. But I found that the lock on the door was very clean. If the door was locked for many years, the lock should be covered with dust, not clean. I suspected that the lock was actually opened frequently, but no one saw it when the door was opened, so I quietly stuffed two sycamore leaves into the gap between the threshold and the door. When I went to see it the next day, the two sycamore leaves were gone."

Miao Hong said this, Hua Jingyao had regained her favor. Miao Hong was not only brave, but also had a very delicate heart and a very sensitive mind.

"And what? You put this cat in?" Hua Jingyao asked again.

"I have been here at night and wanted to climb over the wall, but... the people living here are not rich but noble, and even if they are not rich, they have fame. Therefore, the patrol troops at night one after another. Once, I just walked to the entrance of the alley and was called. I said I was a student in the academy and stayed late in the Lixiang Courtyard. I was afraid that the academy would close, so I wanted to stay with my husband for one night, but I was almost escorted to confront him. Since then, I have given up the idea of ​​climbing over the wall.

,I don't have martial arts and my skills are not agile enough, so I will inevitably be discovered. But I remembered the cat, I would have been as flexible as a cat, so I brought this cat here. It was during the day, and there were many people coming in and out here, and I often came here to buy paint, so I didn't arouse suspicion. I sent the cat into the wall without any effort." Miao Hong said, gently stroked the cat, and the cat raised its head coquettishly and meowed at him.

Hua Jingyao asked, "It's a pity that you waited and waited, but didn't wait until the cat came back to the academy. Do you think Xiuxiu left it as her companion, right?"

"Yes, I thought Xiuxiu left it, and I took it to see Xiuxiu before. Although I have fed many wild cats, wild cats are different from domestic cats. They are very wild. Even if I feed them every day, they are unwilling to let me touch and hug them. This cat is the only one. Maybe because it was injured when I was a child and raised by me for a while, it is closest to me. So I took it to see Xiuxiu, and Xiuxiu also likes it very much. We have painted it together. I know Xiuxiu must know it, Xiuxiu will not forget it, nor will she forget me..."
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