After opening the door, he stood by the door, looking at the dozens of people outside, and then at the few people who came in. His eyes were full of alertness.
It's just that his attitude towards Wei Xiuyi needs to be a little more relaxed.
Wei Xiuyi also stopped at the entrance of the courtyard and talked to the boy, Luo Huai's son, Luo Feng.
After Di Ying scanned the environment in the courtyard, she carefully avoided everything on the ground and went to the side bedroom in the main room.
Lying on the bed was a man who was almost skinny and bones, Luo Huai.
In the prime of youth, 26, O stonecutter, but now he is as weak as if he would break his bones if he exerts any force.
Close your eyes and breathe lightly.
The complexion is yellow and black, and the skin is dry and wrinkled.
Those big hands that were once very powerful now seemed to have turned into chicken claws, making the many scars on them look very hideous.
Di Ying stepped forward lightly, felt his pulse with his hands on the quilt.
It shows: stagnation of liver qi and sadness in the intestines.
But there are no other problems.
Di Ying sighed softly and glanced around the room.
The house was also in such a mess that there was almost no place for anyone to set foot.
It's not rubbish. But some wood, stones, tools for cutting slate flowers, etc.
On the table, there is a sewing basket, inside which is a little girl's dress that is mostly embroidered.
There was no dust on the dress, and there was no sign of being washed. There was an embroidery needle with thread stuck at the stitching.
Di Ying shifted her gaze and looked at the man's clothes piled on the cage in the corner of the room.
Just by taking a quick look, you can see a lot of holes and a few patches. But it can be seen that the traces of those patches have been there for some time...
Why is it said that Di Ying particularly hates human abductors?
A kidnapper destroys not a person but a family.
What those ten people did to Luo Bing was to destroy the entire Luo family.
Di Ying sighed softly again, turned around and left the main room, standing in the courtyard.
Ask Luo Feng, who was brought to the courtyard by Wei Xiuyi and sat on a wooden pier.
"Child, can you tell me..."
Di Ying asked, but was a little stuck.
Revisiting the past is tantamount to uncovering other people's scars again and again.
Some people always take pleasure in this.
Although Di Ying had to do this because of solving the case, he was still a little unable to open his mouth to this thin boy.
Luo Feng took the initiative to answer.
"I heard Master Wei say that you are Master Di. He said that you are a good official and a great master. Then I believe it.
Do you want to ask me about what happened on the day my sister had the accident? In fact, at that time, my father and mother both mentioned it to Mr. Wei.
But if you still ask, I can tell you. Anyway, my parents can’t answer your questions now. "
Luo Feng looks like a little adult, and his mouth is also very orderly.
Di Ying found it a bit novel. Then he asked: "Have you read the book?"
Luo Feng shook his head. The thin cheeks of the smiling face have dry wrinkles even at a young age, which only makes people see a lot of sadness in them.
"As you have seen, Your Excellency, my family is not rich and cannot afford to study. It's just that when my parents were in the Salesian Division, they knew a few words and some principles, so they taught us siblings."
When Wei Xiuyi heard Luo Feng talking about this matter, he softly said to Master Di with some difficulty: "It is precisely because... Luo Huai and Ding are sensible that they did not put themselves in trouble because the officials could not catch the real culprit. Guan... They said, they said that Xiaguan did his best, and they knew this. Luo Feng didn't dislike or hate Xiaguan because of this..."
Before Di Ying could say anything.
Luo Feng, who had very sharp ears, heard Wei Xiuyi's words, and he laughed again and said: "What do you blame me for? My parents said that not all bad people in this world can be brought to justice." of.
Not all good people’s grievances can be redressed. Everyone is just living patiently and hard.
They also say you did your best and that's ok. You are a good person and official in our Xingzhou City. Instead of complaining, we should just insist on being ourselves. "
When Wei Xiuyi heard these words, he almost wanted to hide his face and leave.
Unspeakable shame.
Master Di did not blame him for not discovering the tattoo pattern. But it was a silent and powerful slap, which Wei Xiuyi could feel.
Yes, autopsies are all done by men. It is not his fault that Wei Xiuyi did not find out or report it. He did not know about it.
But compared with Mr. Di who dug the soil, dug the holes, and examined the corpses one by one, one by one, Wei Xiuyi knew that he was so wrong.
The praise and tolerance shown to him by the Luo family made him unable to hold his head high.
Di Ying did not look at Wei Xiuyi's dark and rosy complexion.
Instead, he squatted directly in front of kid Luo Feng and asked seriously: "Tell me about your sister?"
"good."
Luo Feng agreed, and the smile on his face disappeared. He was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, but what he was talking about was not about how their siblings got along and how the Luo family was enjoying themselves.
It was the situation on the day of the incident that he had promised to tell before.
"At dusk that day, my father left the city and went to work in a stone brick workshop and had not returned yet. My sister was sitting on the threshold of the courtyard gate, stretching her neck in hope.
She is like that on weekdays. But that day was earlier than usual. Because it was my father's birthday that day, my mother cooked several delicious dishes and even warmed a pot of wine to wait for my father to come back.
That meat also made me hungry. But I couldn't sit still, so I ran to the street to find some friends to play with and pile stones. It wasn't until I heard my dad calling me that I happily ran out of my friend's yard.
My father lifted me up and asked me to sit on his shoulders, and we, father and son, went home happily.
When I came home, I didn’t see my sister. After my father put me down, he asked my mother strangely: Where is Binger?
My mother was busy in the kitchen. When asked, she replied: "Are you sitting in the yard?"
My dad looked around and didn't see it, so he looked in every house, but still couldn't find it. I asked my mother again. When she heard that she was nowhere to be found, she even said with a smile: Maybe she went to the street to wait for you?
My dad was also amused when he heard this. He shook his head and said with a smile: This girl.
He took my hand and led me to find my sister.
But the street had come to an end, the sun was completely invisible, and my sister was nowhere to be seen.
My dad said: Maybe my sister went to play at a neighbor's house like me. It's getting dark, so I might have gone home.
We, father and son, walked back again.
My sister has always been sensible and obedient. She never runs away or lets her parents worry. She is much more sensible than me.
Although I think what my father said is not reliable, because my sister is not someone who would go to other people's houses to play at such a time, I believe what my father said.
In addition, I was very hungry, so I followed my father back.
After walking not far, I saw ten people running out of a side alley, laughing and joking..."
