The Master went out with his body.

Li Ruyu first cleaned the kitchen knife... I had to deal with the kitchen knife tomorrow. The blade did not roll up, but it was contaminated with human blood. Then I felt so frustrated when I used it to cut vegetables and meat.

I moved two buckets of water with Aunt Zhou to the bedroom.

There were snowflakes between the sky and the waning moon in the sky. Li Ruyu looked at Xiaoxiao at the door, stood under the tree at the gate of the yard with an umbrella, and on the ink painting oil paper umbrella, the snowflakes were as small as a sculpture, so quiet and so quiet that it makes people sad.

Xiaoxiao looked at the dark night, but didn't know what she was thinking.

Li Ruyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Aunt Zhou patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, Ruyu, Xiaoxiao is fine, she is not as fragile as you think."

An orphan and widowed mother, her little heart is only soft in front of Li Ruyu and herself.

Li Ruyu smiled and made up his mind.

Cleaning blood stains is a troublesome thing. First of all, you need to clean the roof rafters. They are all made of wood and have no paint. If the blood stains are too long and you are afraid of being immersed in the wood, it will be difficult to deal with and you can only replace them with new ones.

This was not difficult. After moving the ladder, Aunt Zhou quickly wiped it clean.

The trouble is the ground.

Most people's floors are soil, and Xiaoxiao's father is a stonemason. When building this yard, the floors were made of bluestone from the mountain and were laid one by one.

The stone slab is easy to wipe.

The gaps between the stone slabs are extremely difficult.

Finally, I had no choice but to dig out the soil outside the yard, hollow out the bloody area, knead the soil bit by bit, sweep some dust and sprinkle it inside, pretending to be old soil.

Finally, I checked carefully and could not leave any traces of a second-mixed man in the bedroom, even a single hair would not work... In the end, I really found a few broken hairs on the ground, and a few curly black hairs on the edge of the bed.

Both Li Ruyu and Aunt Zhou felt disgusted.

I swept together with a broom, sweep the fire, and after everything was done, the sky was almost dawning.

The Master did not come back, so he probably went back to the private school.

After a night of fatigue, Li Ruyu didn't care about resting. When he arrived at the door, he saw that the umbrella under the tree was already covered with white white, standing there like a sculpture, quiet and weak...

Walked over and gently touched the cold hair.

He turned around, his face was serious, his big eyes blinked, still full of vividness, but his voice was trembling, "Brother Yu, no one is there, I kept watching, no one came to our house, no one knew that the second gangster died in our house."

Li Ruyu nodded, "Go back to the house and have a sleep."

Nodded little.

Li Ruyu smiled, "Why don't you leave?"

I looked at my feet.

Li Ruyu suddenly realized that he stood all night and was frozen all night. His little feet were probably numb and he was a little worried, don’t be frostbite.

He bent down, hugged Xiaoxiao in his arms, and turned back to the house.

A white oil paper umbrella fell to the ground, and snowflakes were dancing on the two of them. Only snowflakes were rustling between the sky and the earth, quiet as a painting, black and white ink splashing...

Time is quiet and peaceful.

After Aunt Zhou burned warm water, Xiaoxiao warmed her body and confirmed that her feet were not frostbite, Li Ruyu left with confidence. It was a little brighter at this time, and it was the coldest time of the day. Li Ruyu was walking in the snow, but her heart was very hot.

Blood is boiling.

In front of me, the scene of the second mummy struggling dying flashed from time to time, the rolling red meat, the rolling blood, the exposed bones, and the second mummy's eyes as if they were dead fish... appeared in front of me one by one.

It was not until now that I relaxed, and all kinds of emotions surged into my heart, which was stimulating, worried, afraid, and disgusting. I guess I didn’t want to eat meat in the next half month...

From Xiaoxiao’s home to his own home, you have to pass by the widow Wang’s house by the Lotus Pond.

The sky is slightly bright at this moment.

Widow Wang should have been knocked on the door by a idle man in the village last night. According to past experience, this widow would sleep in the early morning and would not get up until the sun was noon. After all, it would take an hour or two toss at night.

But when Li Ruyu arrived by the lotus pond, he saw Widow Wang sitting at the door, dressed very thickly and looked tired.

It seems that I have been sitting for a long time.

Seeing Li Ruyu, Widow Wang suddenly became energetic, as if she was a little happy or relieved. She stood up and looked at him, waved her hand, and stopped talking.

Li Ruyu didn't want to be discovered by Widow Wang to be abnormal, so she smiled and said, "Aunt Wang is getting up early today."

Widow Wang looked around and found that there was no one around. She ran over under the snow and asked in a low voice: "Ruyu, tell me, what did you do when you went to Widow Zhou's house last night?"

Li Ruyu's heart was shocked. What did she know?

He remained silent, "No, it snowed last night, and I woke up from the cold and could no longer sleep. I walked around the village."

In terms of emotion and reason, how many cold-resistant quilts can an orphan have at home?

Widow Wang looked at Li Ruyu's mind. There was something hidden there. I don't know what I thought. I didn't point it out. Instead, I said something else, "Aunt, tell you, the second gangster drank wine from my aunt last night."

Li Ruyu was shocked and thoughts were all over his mind.

Then he saw Widow Wang patting his shoulder gently, "But I am a man who is so forgetful. If you don't know, you will forget it. You can remember that the second gangster left my aunt's house after getting drunk. Where did he go? It's snowing and cold, so don't run away outside. Go back earlier. If there is no rice or oil, tell my aunt, "I have too many families. If there is no winter clothes, I will go to Shunjiangji in a few days and bring you a suitable one."

After saying that, he walked back to the house with blood and smiled at Li Ruyu before closing the door, with the unique smile of the elders.

Just a complicated smile.

But it is like a fire in a snowy day, a little warm.

Li Ruyu was a little stiff.

I silently said thank you...

The second mummy drank with her last night and probably told me that I was going to Aunt Zhou’s house. In the middle of the night, when she and Xiaoxiao passed by, she probably heard the sound, and she guessed something had happened.

But she didn't know what was going to happen.

I'm afraid she hopes it's the latter if she succeeds or returns safely.

So she kept waiting here.

She was worried that she and Xiaoxiao would be killed by the second gangster. When she saw her return, she deliberately told herself that the second gangster was drinking with her last night, not to threaten herself, but to reassure herself.

The kings, princes, generals and ministers of the Da'an Dynasty had maggots.

But there was still a soft place in Widow Wang's heart.

He bowed to the door of Widow Wang seriously and then walked home in the snow. The kitchen knife in his arms was no longer cold. It turned out that in the Da'an Dynasty of Shanmian Village, there was still a simple and warm heart in the heart of people.

The human heart is maggot, and it cannot be eaten up.

Standing at the window and watching Li Ruyu perform according to the etiquette of a scholar, Widow Wang suddenly felt that she had made an amazing decision.

If you can have children, the child should be as old as Li Ruyu, right?

In fact, it’s good for children to read.

Fanfang Village needs literature and ink.

Need a private school.
Chapter completed!