Chapter 475
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Song widow's house.
After widow song hanged herself, people often saw the lights on in the middle of the night, and even heard faint cries inside. It can be regarded as a well-known haunted place of the whole Wangzhuang.
Half the children in the village in PI were warned not to come here because someone really came here and broke his leg.
When they first proposed to come, the uncle and his second son tried their best to dissuade them. As a three good young man who had undergone scientific education and thought, Yun jou Chia didn't believe in the legend of haunting. If there was a widow of song in the house, she would save trouble. Just ask her what happened that year.
Ghosts don't exist, but dirty is for sure.
Yun jou Chia did a good job of seeing the yard full of weeds and spider webs. Unexpectedly, when she pushed the door, it was extraordinarily clean. There was nothing in the small yard paved with red bricks.
Facing the door are three square pieces. On the left is the shed and on the right is the north. It is small but very clean and tidy.
The tree glanced and said, "someone came here to clean."
The yard where no one has lived for 20 years has no soil on the ground?!
She pulled out a smile. "I believe grandma's words now. That Wang Yang may not be dead."
All Zhengfang were locked. The skills she learned from Bao Jingyang finally came in handy. She took off the bracelet from her wrist, carefully stroked it into a thin wire, and then stabbed it into the lock eye.
With the cloud always together, there is really a new harvest every day.
"Do you still have this instinct?"
"Of course, but I changed my ways in my last life."
This skill that does not conform to lady values was blacklisted by Yun jou Chia in her previous life. She can swear that she will never touch this thing again and will be gutingle's bride wholeheartedly.
Now I think all the changes made in those years are jokes.
With a click, the lock opened.
Yun jou Chia smiled with satisfaction and said, "I haven't used my skills for so long or I'm unfamiliar. What do you think?"
"What happened in your last life?"
“……”
Careless, too relaxed, the cerebral cortex is not prepared to tell the truth!
Between the lightning and flint, Yun jou Chia's brain was running at a high speed and casually replied, "no, when I was a child, I was in my previous life. I was young, but I seemed to have experienced a lot."
Then he pushed the door and went in
Lin Lin didn't study much on this issue, but he was sure that the girl was lying.
You can think of a reason to lie about anything, but why in this kind of thing?
The layout and furnishings in the room are all the style of 20 years ago. There are no other electrical appliances except electric lights. Wooden tables and chairs, bluestone paved floors, and previous pictorials are pasted on the walls, which are very clean and tidy.
As soon as Yun jou Chia wanted to say to look separately, Lin Lin's phone rang.
He gestured out of the door.
Passing by the living room and walking in is the bedroom. There is a simple bed and desk. To Yun jou Chia's surprise, there are quilts on the bed. She came forward and poked it. It's soft and there's no tide at all.
It's not someone coming to clean, but someone living here!
In that case, are they breaking into houses?
There is a paper brown box under the desk next to it. It looks like a modern product. Pull out the box and put some old things in it, comb with big teeth, snow cream popular 20 years ago, diary and pen, etc.
She picked up the diary, which was full of blank pages. The paper had turned yellow and felt very fragile. The edge should have been stained with water and wrinkled.
Then turn inside, there are front heads, cups and a wooden hairpin, all of which are ancient household goods.
It was used by the widow of Song Dynasty about twenty years ago.
Put the box back carefully. She tried to open the drawer of her desk. The drawer was unlocked. There were all kinds of books in it, including the song of youth 20 years ago, the later Yilin story fair, and some recent popular novels. There was a thick stack of newspapers in the central drawer.
Yun jou Chia picked it up and looked at it. From the newspapers 20 years ago to the latest, some newspapers were carefully stored in sealed bags. There are various types, including people's livelihood, international economic channels. To her surprise, Yun jou Chia saw the headline of breaking up with Tang Shao from a gossip newspaper.
It's weird. It's weird from the inside out.
It's like widow song didn't die. She has lived since 20 years ago.
She came out of the bedroom, passed the living room, walked to the room at the other end, and pushed the door to the kitchen.
There are unimaginable tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. There is nothing at a glance. It seems that the person who lives here won't cook here.
Yun jou Chia looked around and finally found a neatly folded towel in the top cabinet. It was very clean and soft. She vowed that the towel would not be put here for more than three months.
And there is a faint smell of perfume on the towel as if it had been smelled.
Like a rose in full bloom on the street under a light rain, the petals are stained with raindrops and left along the thorny branches. It seems to know that the petals will fall all over the ground after the storm, so it tries to bloom its beauty while still on the branches.
She sniffed and put the towel back carefully.
Then the trees came in from the outside, "a bad news and a good news. Do you want to hear that first?"
"Bad news?"
"Wang Yang of the sunflower orphanage fell ill and died at the age of 12. My people in country m found her autopsy report and confirmed her death. There is no place to inquire about her family background. The investigation there has entered a dead end."
Died?!
This is really the end of blocking the progress of all investigations.
"What's the good news?"
"That Wang Yang is obviously not the Wang Yang we are looking for."
Yun jou Chia asked suspiciously, "Why are you so sure after looking at the photos?"
Willow stood up and said, "it's good enough for a village under a county-level city, the daughter of a helpless widow who finally committed suicide, that her children can enter the orphanage in the county without being given to be a child adoptive daughter-in-law.
She will never go to the high-end private orphanage in country m. This is something that can't be hit by eight poles, so Wang Yang of sunflower and Wang Yang of Wangzhuang should not be alone. "
There is never an absolute thing in the world unless there is iron evidence in front of us.
She pursed her lips. "Listen to the survey over there first. By the way, let them send me a picture to have a look."
"OK, Miss Lin."
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Song widow's house.
After widow song hanged herself, people often saw the lights on in the middle of the night, and even heard faint cries inside. It can be regarded as a well-known haunted place of the whole Wangzhuang.
Half the children in the village in PI were warned not to come here because someone really came here and broke his leg.
When they first proposed to come, the uncle and his second son tried their best to dissuade them. As a three good young man who had undergone scientific education and thought, Yun jou Chia didn't believe in the legend of haunting. If there was a widow of song in the house, she would save trouble. Just ask her what happened that year.
Ghosts don't exist, but dirty is for sure.
Yun jou Chia did a good job of seeing the yard full of weeds and spider webs. Unexpectedly, when she pushed the door, it was extraordinarily clean. There was nothing in the small yard paved with red bricks.
Facing the door are three square pieces. On the left is the shed and on the right is the north. It is small but very clean and tidy.
The tree glanced and said, "someone came here to clean."
The yard where no one has lived for 20 years has no soil on the ground?!
She pulled out a smile. "I believe grandma's words now. That Wang Yang may not be dead."
All Zhengfang were locked. The skills she learned from Bao Jingyang finally came in handy. She took off the bracelet from her wrist, carefully stroked it into a thin wire, and then stabbed it into the lock eye.
With the cloud always together, there is really a new harvest every day.
"Do you still have this instinct?"
"Of course, but I changed my ways in my last life."
This skill that does not conform to lady values was blacklisted by Yun jou Chia in her previous life. She can swear that she will never touch this thing again and will be gutingle's bride wholeheartedly.
Now I think all the changes made in those years are jokes.
With a click, the lock opened.
Yun jou Chia smiled with satisfaction and said, "I haven't used my skills for so long or I'm unfamiliar. What do you think?"
"What happened in your last life?"
“……”
Careless, too relaxed, the cerebral cortex is not prepared to tell the truth!
Between the lightning and flint, Yun jou Chia's brain was running at a high speed and casually replied, "no, when I was a child, I was in my previous life. I was young, but I seemed to have experienced a lot."
Then he pushed the door and went in
Lin Lin didn't study much on this issue, but he was sure that the girl was lying.
You can think of a reason to lie about anything, but why in this kind of thing?
The layout and furnishings in the room are all the style of 20 years ago. There are no other electrical appliances except electric lights. Wooden tables and chairs, bluestone paved floors, and previous pictorials are pasted on the walls, which are very clean and tidy.
As soon as Yun jou Chia wanted to say to look separately, Lin Lin's phone rang.
He gestured out of the door.
Passing by the living room and walking in is the bedroom. There is a simple bed and desk. To Yun jou Chia's surprise, there are quilts on the bed. She came forward and poked it. It's soft and there's no tide at all.
It's not someone coming to clean, but someone living here!
In that case, are they breaking into houses?
There is a paper brown box under the desk next to it. It looks like a modern product. Pull out the box and put some old things in it, comb with big teeth, snow cream popular 20 years ago, diary and pen, etc.
She picked up the diary, which was full of blank pages. The paper had turned yellow and felt very fragile. The edge should have been stained with water and wrinkled.
Then turn inside, there are front heads, cups and a wooden hairpin, all of which are ancient household goods.
It was used by the widow of Song Dynasty about twenty years ago.
Put the box back carefully. She tried to open the drawer of her desk. The drawer was unlocked. There were all kinds of books in it, including the song of youth 20 years ago, the later Yilin story fair, and some recent popular novels. There was a thick stack of newspapers in the central drawer.
Yun jou Chia picked it up and looked at it. From the newspapers 20 years ago to the latest, some newspapers were carefully stored in sealed bags. There are various types, including people's livelihood, international economic channels. To her surprise, Yun jou Chia saw the headline of breaking up with Tang Shao from a gossip newspaper.
It's weird. It's weird from the inside out.
It's like widow song didn't die. She has lived since 20 years ago.
She came out of the bedroom, passed the living room, walked to the room at the other end, and pushed the door to the kitchen.
There are unimaginable tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. There is nothing at a glance. It seems that the person who lives here won't cook here.
Yun jou Chia looked around and finally found a neatly folded towel in the top cabinet. It was very clean and soft. She vowed that the towel would not be put here for more than three months.
And there is a faint smell of perfume on the towel as if it had been smelled.
Like a rose in full bloom on the street under a light rain, the petals are stained with raindrops and left along the thorny branches. It seems to know that the petals will fall all over the ground after the storm, so it tries to bloom its beauty while still on the branches.
She sniffed and put the towel back carefully.
Then the trees came in from the outside, "a bad news and a good news. Do you want to hear that first?"
"Bad news?"
"Wang Yang of the sunflower orphanage fell ill and died at the age of 12. My people in country m found her autopsy report and confirmed her death. There is no place to inquire about her family background. The investigation there has entered a dead end."
Died?!
This is really the end of blocking the progress of all investigations.
"What's the good news?"
"That Wang Yang is obviously not the Wang Yang we are looking for."
Yun jou Chia asked suspiciously, "Why are you so sure after looking at the photos?"
Willow stood up and said, "it's good enough for a village under a county-level city, the daughter of a helpless widow who finally committed suicide, that her children can enter the orphanage in the county without being given to be a child adoptive daughter-in-law.
She will never go to the high-end private orphanage in country m. This is something that can't be hit by eight poles, so Wang Yang of sunflower and Wang Yang of Wangzhuang should not be alone. "
There is never an absolute thing in the world unless there is iron evidence in front of us.
She pursed her lips. "Listen to the survey over there first. By the way, let them send me a picture to have a look."
"OK, Miss Lin."
Song widow's house.After widow song hanged herself, people often saw the lights on in the middle of the night, and even heard faint cries inside. It can be regarded as a well-known haunted place of the whole Wangzhuang.Half the children in the village in PI were warned not to come here because someone really came here and broke his leg.When they first proposed to come, the uncle and his second son tried their best to dissuade them. As a three good young man who had undergone scientific education and thought, Yun jou Chia didn't believe in the legend of haunting. If there was a widow of song in the house, she would save trouble. Just ask her what happened that year.Ghosts don't exist, but dirty is for sure.Yun jou Chia did a good job of seeing the yard full of weeds and spider webs. Unexpectedly, when she pushed the door, it was extraordinarily clean. There was nothing in the small yard paved with red bricks.Facing the door are three square pieces. On the left is the shed and on the right is the north. It is small but very clean and tidy.The tree glanced and said, "someone came here to clean."The yard where no one has lived for 20 years has no soil on the ground?!She pulled out a smile. "I believe grandma's words now. That Wang Yang may not be dead."All Zhengfang were locked. The skills she learned from Bao Jingyang finally came in handy. She took off the bracelet from her wrist, carefully stroked it into a thin wire, and then stabbed it into the lock eye.With the cloud always together, there is really a new harvest every day."Do you still have this instinct?""Of course, but I changed my ways in my last life."This skill that does not conform to lady values was blacklisted by Yun jou Chia in her previous life. She can swear that she will never touch this thing again and will be gutingle's bride wholeheartedly.Now I think all the changes made in those years are jokes.With a click, the lock opened.Yun jou Chia smiled with satisfaction and said, "I haven't used my skills for so long or I'm unfamiliar. What do you think?""What happened in your last life?"Careless, too relaxed, the cerebral cortex is not prepared to tell the truth!Between the lightning and flint, Yun jou Chia's brain was running at a high speed and casually replied, "no, when I was a child, I was in my previous life. I was young, but I seemed to have experienced a lot."Then he pushed the door and went inLin Lin didn't study much on this issue, but he was sure that the girl was lying.You can think of a reason to lie about anything, but why in this kind of thing?The layout and furnishings in the room are all the style of 20 years ago. There are no other electrical appliances except electric lights. Wooden tables and chairs, bluestone paved floors, and previous pictorials are pasted on the walls, which are very clean and tidy.As soon as Yun jou Chia wanted to say to look separately, Lin Lin's phone rang.He gestured out of the door.Passing by the living room and walking in is the bedroom. There is a simple bed and desk. To Yun jou Chia's surprise, there are quilts on the bed. She came forward and poked it. It's soft and there's no tide at all.It's not someone coming to clean, but someone living here!In that case, are they breaking into houses?There is a paper brown box under the desk next to it. It looks like a modern product. Pull out the box and put some old things in it, comb with big teeth, snow cream popular 20 years ago, diary and pen, etc.She picked up the diary, which was full of blank pages. The paper had turned yellow and felt very fragile. The edge should have been stained with water and wrinkled.Then turn inside, there are front heads, cups and a wooden hairpin, all of which are ancient household goods.It was used by the widow of Song Dynasty about twenty years ago.Put the box back carefully. She tried to open the drawer of her desk. The drawer was unlocked. There were all kinds of books in it, including the song of youth 20 years ago, the later Yilin story fair, and some recent popular novels. There was a thick stack of newspapers in the central drawer.Yun jou Chia picked it up and looked at it. From the newspapers 20 years ago to the latest, some newspapers were carefully stored in sealed bags. There are various types, including people's livelihood, international economic channels. To her surprise, Yun jou Chia saw the headline of breaking up with Tang Shao from a gossip newspaper.It's weird. It's weird from the inside out.It's like widow song didn't die. She has lived since 20 years ago.She came out of the bedroom, passed the living room, walked to the room at the other end, and pushed the door to the kitchen.There are unimaginable tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. There is nothing at a glance. It seems that the person who lives here won't cook here.Yun jou Chia looked around and finally found a neatly folded towel in the top cabinet. It was very clean and soft. She vowed that the towel would not be put here for more than three months.And there is a faint smell of perfume on the towel as if it had been smelled.Like a rose in full bloom on the street under a light rain, the petals are stained with raindrops and left along the thorny branches. It seems to know that the petals will fall all over the ground after the storm, so it tries to bloom its beauty while still on the branches.She sniffed and put the towel back carefully.Then the trees came in from the outside, "a bad news and a good news. Do you want to hear that first?""Bad news?""Wang Yang of the sunflower orphanage fell ill and died at the age of 12. My people in country m found her autopsy report and confirmed her death. There is no place to inquire about her family background. The investigation there has entered a dead end."Died?!This is really the end of blocking the progress of all investigations."What's the good news?""That Wang Yang is obviously not the Wang Yang we are looking for."Yun jou Chia asked suspiciously, "Why are you so sure after looking at the photos?"Willow stood up and said, "it's good enough for a village under a county-level city, the daughter of a helpless widow who finally committed suicide, that her children can enter the orphanage in the county without being given to be a child adoptive daughter-in-law.She will never go to the high-end private orphanage in country m. This is something that can't be hit by eight poles, so Wang Yang of sunflower and Wang Yang of Wangzhuang should not be alone. "There is never an absolute thing in the world unless there is iron evidence in front of us.She pursed her lips. "Listen to the survey over there first. By the way, let them send me a picture to have a look.""OK, Miss Lin."
