Chapter XVIII Finding Witnesses

　　At dawn, Ye Meng came to fang's house with his tools on his back.

　　The courtyard layout of the Fang family is similar to that of the Xing'er family, and some dry smoke is also planted in the corner of the wall, and the old man of the Fang family is holding his trouser leg and breaking the smoke in the smoke field.

　　"It's so early today, it's just your eldest wife who fried the oil cake." Go inside the house and eat something. Seeing Ye Meng coming, Grandpa Fang threw down the work in the field and beckoned Ye Meng into the house to eat.

　　"Uncle, no, I want to inquire about something with Brother Fang today." Ye Meng hurriedly resigned.

　　"Says at the dinner table." The old man couldn't help but pull Ye Meng and go to the house.

　　"Elder daughter-in-law, give you a bowl of porridge for Brother Ye." Pick up a few more oil cakes. ”

　　"Well, Brother Ye, you do it quickly." The oil cake was good right away. Fang Wu handed Ye Meng a large bowl of millet porridge, turned around and picked up two oil cakes that had just come out of the pot.

　　"Come on, his brother has worked hard for you these days."

　　"My sister-in-law is polite, I just collect money to do things, this is what it should be."

　　"You do things by your ability, and your craftsmanship is counted in these ten miles and eight villages." What are you going to ask my boss about? The old man slapped Ye Meng on the shoulder and almost slapped Ye Meng off the stool.

　　When Old Master Fang was young, he was a dart master who pressed the car in the dart board, and he was a strong kung fu, and he could also be named in this hundred and ten miles.

　　"How? What's up? Do you want to inquire about the murder of people in your village yesterday? ”

　　"Yeah, the Cui Yigui family that was taken away yesterday has two small children left." Now my family lives, it is all a village in the street, the little tiger father is who our village people know, that is the most honest person. The child was also worried that his father had asked me to ask, and I was afraid of causing trouble for Big Brother Fang. I don't know if it's convenient for me to talk to me."

　　"That Cui Yigui's whereabouts at the time of the crime are unknown, and he himself said that he went to the grave, but no one can prove it." And he had just had an argument with the deceased, so his suspicions were the greatest. If no one can prove it to him, he is afraid this time... If you don't die, you have to peel off your skin. “

　　"So the most important thing now is to find witnesses for Little Tiger Daddy, right?"

　　"Hmm. That's it. It is best to find witnesses."

　　"Then I know, thank you Brother Fang."

　　After several people ate breakfast, they entrusted the puppies to Grandma Zhao to help take care of them, and the three of them came to the river to think about whether they could find any useful clues. After half a day of searching, I found nothing.

　　The little tiger was depressed and threw stones into the river to vent his uneasy emotions. Xiao Man and Xing Er sat on the big rock with their cheeks.

　　"Hey, I don't know when Yamen will be able to put his father back." The little tiger must have been worried about dying. Oh, it's so sour. Xiao Man picked a few small fruits from the short bush next to him, rubbed and bit them with his sleeve. I almost didn't give my front teeth sour.

　　"If you look at the two dark circles of the little tiger, you must have not slept all night." Since we can't find any evidence here, let's go to the grave of little tiger lady. Maybe you'll find something in that piece."

　　"What can you find over there?" Wild mountains and wild mountains, not the Qingming Festival, who has nothing to run there? ”

　　"Useful is not useful to know." That's not very close to Yizhuang, let's go to Yizhuang and ask. Maybe Uncle Qiu saw it. Years of experience in criminal investigation made Xing'er not want to miss any useful clues.

　　"Righteousness. Yizhuang? "The ghost stories that Xiao Man has heard the most since he was a child are about Master Yizhuang Qiu.

　　"What a ghost." belch.. Ghosts don't come out during the day. We won't stay long and come back when we ask clearly. ”

　　"Yeah, yeah, if you're afraid you'll go home, I'll go with Xing'er, and I'll have to get justice for my father."

　　"I'm not afraid, just go!" Xiao Man was emboldened.

　　"Apricot, I'll carry you." Your legs are not good yet. The little tiger crouched down in front of the apricot.

　　"It doesn't hurt anymore, so let's go."

　　The three climbed up the mountain path, and the trees on both sides of the path grew lush and leafy. The leaves are piled on top of another. Shielded from the dazzling sunlight.

　　Xing'er thought that when her legs were better, she must come to the mountain for a picnic, and by the way, she was looking for valuable medicinal herbs. Suddenly remembering her own dendrobium that had been blackened by Master Qiu, Xing'er felt that the flesh on her body was hurting.

　　After walking for half a day, I finally arrived at the grave of the little tiger's mother, and the little tiger knelt in front of the grave and prostrated his head vigorously. Crying and letting the mother and father bless the father safe and sound, the murderous Ji can escape this disaster.

　　Xing'er looked in front of the grave, and the stone stele on the grave of little tiger lady was wiped clean, and the weeds around it were almost uprooted. It seems that the little tiger daddy did come here the night before. What is missing now is a time witness.

　　Xing'er looked up in the direction of Yizhuang, and the two places were not far away. You can see it from the courtyard of Yizhuang. Xing'er had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

　　"Okay, don't cry yet." Go, go to Yizhuang. ”