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That night, she never called Qingshan once.
Biting her lip, she was extremely annoyed.
I feel like I've learned so badly that I can be so shameless and vulgar.
After being annoyed for half an hour, I fell asleep, not sleeping soundly.
In her dreams, Qingshan kissed her, hugged her, and held her tightly. The air is full of the smell of green mountains.
In the dream, she was ashamed, ashamed that she had become a village girl and no longer had the nobility of a princess.
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However, Qingshan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn.
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At dawn, there was a loud knock on the courtyard door.
There were cries outside. Qingshan had just fallen asleep. Hearing the frightened cries that changed his voice, he knew something was wrong.
He pulled on his cloth shoes and hurried out.
"What's wrong?"
Tian Tian shouted outside the door, "My house is on fire! The neighbors are helping to save it. My mother asked me to call you. Please find more people. If you wait a little longer, it will burn out."
Qingshan immediately rang the gong, and every household stood up to help. Everyone carried buckets to the river to fetch water to put out the fire.
The young and strong ones were running, and the older ones were running around, all trying their best to help the Tian family put out the fire.
After being busy for an hour, the fire was finally extinguished. The good news is that no neighbors were affected. The bad news is that the Tian family burned down.
Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian collapsed on the ground, and Aunt Tian burst into tears.
Tiantian covered his face and squirmed.
Fire and water are merciless. There's no point in crying.
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Qingshan looked at the collapsed house and the small warehouse with thick smoke, and frowned. He didn't believe it when he said it was a natural fire.
It was obvious that the warehouse burned first, and no one found it at night before the fire reached the main house.
When someone found out, they ran out and put out the fire again. The unhusked dry rice in the warehouse was flammable. The fire was too strong and it was inconvenient to get in and out. It was difficult to go deep into the main house to put out the fire. That's why it burned so completely.
Qingshan looked at Tiantian and understood most of it, but there was no evidence and he couldn't doubt anyone.
He walked to the door of the granary. The burnt wooden door smelled like lard. Someone had used oil to ignite it.
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Qingshan asked two upright young men in the village to go door-to-door to investigate and find out who had recently stocked up on lard, but today it was gone.
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After a busy morning, the Tian family had to seek refuge with relatives and friends for the time being.
Uncle Tian has a younger sister, and her brother-in-law is petty and doesn't allow them to go.
Aunt Tian has a younger brother, whom she is willing to take care of, but this younger brother's family lives a very poor life. Taking care of a family of three, firstly, there is not enough room to live in, and secondly, there is not so much food.
Qingshan saw that the villagers could not be allowed to sleep on the streets.
"In this case, you two will go join Uncle Xie and squeeze in, even if you want to get a bunk on the floor.
Tiantian went to stay at the mute sister's house. I'll lend you the rations. "
Aunt Tian's maiden name is Xie, and the person Qingshan calls Uncle Xie is her younger brother.
Uncle Tian and his wife, Uncle Xie, are both willing. The mute girl is also willing. Only then did everyone get arranged.
"Everyone will help you to build a new house soon. Even if you build a small one, you will still have your own home.
There are several old houses in the village that have collapsed and sunk in. If you are willing to repair any of them, you can. "
It's mid-morning and everyone has dispersed.
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Qingshan returned to the yard and washed the black dust off his body before bringing Linglong home from the space.
Linglong looked at him. He didn't even light the fire. He didn't look like he was busy cooking. "What happened?"
Qingshan sighed, "My daughter-in-law is smart, she can tell at a glance. Tiantian came at dawn and her house was on fire."
Linglong was shocked, "Arson?"
Qingshan thought for a while, "It should be, but there is no evidence yet."
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He washed up and went into the kitchen to cook.
They simply cooked some porridge and the two of them drank it in a hurry.
He carried two more bags of broken rice, one with more rice and one with less.
The few were sent to the mute girl's house next door. "This is Tiantian's ration. If it's gone, go to my house to get it."
The excess was sent to Second Uncle Xie's house. "Second Uncle, this is the ration for Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian. If it is not enough, go to my house to get it."
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After he finished his work, he came home and scrubbed again.
Linglong frowned, thinking about this while embroidering.
"What should we do if we catch the murderer who committed murder and set fire?"
"If there is evidence, take it directly to the mountains, tie it to a tree, and let it die on its own."
"No evidence?"
"In this place, let's be honest. You can't convince the public by just guessing without evidence."
"What are you going to do?" Linglong held the thread in her hand, wanting to see how good Qingshan's observation and judgment were.
"There is the smell of lard on the wooden door of the small warehouse. I asked Uncle Tian and his lard is not stored in the warehouse. Then this lard must be used to start the fire. It was brought by the arsonist.
The village is so big. If the head of the village in the east cries, the head in the west of the village can listen. It is impossible for no one to know who changed what.
As long as you find out who changed the lard and used it up unusually quickly, that's who it is. "
Linglong raised her eyebrows, "What if that person said that the new lard was lost? Or, what he exchanged for was not lard at all, but fat meat. When he returned home, he refined the oil by himself, only to say that the fat meat was stolen by a wild cat."
Qingshan's heart moved, yes, he would definitely not admit it.
"Linglong, if he says that, I will ask the neighbors if he has refined oil recently. Look for the fat residue after refining the oil."
Linglong nodded. I am very satisfied with Qingshan’s idea.
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Qingshan hurried to meet up with the two young men, one named Kawako and the other named Dagao. The two of them had inquired carefully and found that three families had recently replaced lard or fat.
The oil and fat from the previous two stores are still there.
The only thing missing is the last family - Jiang Dahe's family.
The three of them arrived at Jiang's house and saw the mother and son leaning in the yard to bask in the sun. They looked confused and had done something wrong. They hadn't slept well all night.
Qingshan looked at Dajiang and laughed, "Where's the fat meat your family got a few days ago?"
Da Jiang sighed, "Oh, my legs and feet are weak. I watched the night owl take it away without catching up. It's a pity."
Dajiang's mother also agreed, "Isn't it? Dajiang's feet are not good, and the old woman's eyes are not good either. People and cats dare to bully us two."
Qingshan nodded, Linglong was right, this was indeed the answer of the two women.
He winked at Kawako and Dagao, and they quickly entered the kitchen.
Da Jiang understood and said, "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing in my kitchen?"
A large bowl of dried meat dregs was brought out, and Da Gao sneered, "Fat meat dregs, the fat meat was eaten by the cat. Where did the fat meat dregs come from?"
Da Jiang was stunned, "This... this is made of the fat meat I got last time."
Kawako hummed, "My brothers have asked clearly. The last time your family went to replace fat meat was half a year ago!"
Qingshan's lips curled up, "Murder and arson are capital crimes. Do you have anything else to say?"
The big ginger's legs were shaking. He originally thought everything was safe, but he didn't expect it to be ruined by this little piece of meat. "What about murder and arson? My family will be punished by death if they eat some meat dregs? Why do you think I committed murder and arson?"
Qingshan pulled his collar and asked Kawako to play the gong and summon the whole village to the pavilion in the center of the village.
"The Tian family's house is on fire. There is a smell of lard on the wooden door of the small warehouse. I asked Uncle Tian whether his lard is stored in the warehouse.
Where does the smell of lard come from? It must be used to start a fire. Brought by the arsonist.
I sent Chuanzi and Dagao to investigate who had replaced the lard and fat. Found Jiang Dahe.
He couldn't take out the fat he had just replaced a few days ago. He claimed that his fat meat was taken away by a wild cat.
But he found this basin of meat residue in his kitchen. Let’s take a look. "The big brother held up the basin and showed it to everyone.
Everyone was talking about it.
"I did smell lard when I put out the fire."
"Such a basin of meat residue needs to be refined into a large basin of oil."
"Where's the oil? If you can't get the oil out, there must be something wrong."
"He just hates Tian Tian for regretting his marriage. He is such a shady villain. Who can follow you?"
"This meat residue looks fresh at first glance. It was cooked yesterday or the day before yesterday."
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