"Xue girl, I also asked you about it. People in the village said they didn't see it. I guess it was done in the middle of the night. It's not good to do anything. You have to go to and fro in the middle of the night and pour excrement on people's foundations!" Wang Shitou said.
Wang Shitou knew this without saying it.
This feces are naturally poured at night, and there are many people during the day, so no one would blatantly do this kind of thing.
It was just that the feces were spilled at night, and no one saw it. Speaking of which, there was no way to investigate this matter. There is no evidence after all.
However, if he let this person go, Han Yingxue would be very unhappy and unhappy in his heart.
How can I catch this person, so that he has no good fruit to eat.
"Who the **** is this dung thrower?" Han Yingxue frowned and thought. Who is more likely to think.
"Xueer, I think, yes..." Zhao Qishan whispered in Han Yingxue's ear.
"How do you know she did it?" Han Yingxue asked curiously.
Zhao Qishan seemed to know the guess in her heart, and gave her a positive answer at once. It was the Mu clan who did this.
"Look, the dung was dry, but there were plum marks left, apparently from a dog. And I found that on the way to the west, there was some dung in the grass, apparently from On that road, Xue Er, think about it, who could throw this feces?" Zhao Qishan asked rhetorically.
Hearing Zhao Qishan's clear explanation, Han Yingxue immediately confirmed that this was what the Mu clan did.
That boring dead woman, who dared not look for her in the open, actually did such a thing behind her back.
"Zhao Qishan, you are still very careful!" Han Yingxue praised.
She didn't notice the subtleties, but Zhao Qishan didn't expect to notice it.
"Just a coincidence!"
"No, you're still getting smarter."
"Ok?"
"Even if you discover this, most people won't think of anything, but you can deduce that it is the Mu clan. After all, you have become smarter, or I used to underestimate you."
"Of course you are underestimating me!" Zhao Qishan smiled with a beating expression.
When she complimented him, he became elated and wanted to go to heaven.
"This Mu clan!" Han Yingxue thought in his heart.
Since she is such a dirty thing, don't blame her for being ruthless!
"Zhao Qishan, let's go and find her to settle accounts now!"
The two got on the carriage and drove away quickly.
Mu was lying in the house, eating melon seeds leisurely.
She was in a good mood today, so she deliberately spent no money and weighed some melon seeds back.
Her family Dabao shouted that he wanted to drink mung bean soup, and sold some mung beans and rock sugar, and cooked them for Hu Dabao to drink.
"Mother, your mung bean soup is not good!" Hu Dabao pouted and said unhappily.
"What's wrong, Dabao, why doesn't it taste good!"
"It just doesn't taste good!"
Hu Dabao put the bowl aside.
The mung bean soup I heard from Wang Shitou and the others that day was cool and sweet, but the mung bean soup made by his mother didn't feel that way at all.
"Uh, Dabao, let's not talk about how it doesn't taste good, how can mother cook it for you next time?" Mu Shi coaxed.
"Not sweet, not cold!" Hu Dabao pouted.
"It's not sweet? It should be because I left it cold. What's wrong with it? Isn't this mung bean soup already cool?"
"It's not good, it's not good! I want cold mung bean soup!"