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Chapter 1650 Yang Liu committed suicide

The distance is not far, just three or four streets, and I arrived shortly after taking the carriage.

Both sides were very silent along the way. Yang Wenli wanted to say a few words, but Gu Yundong looked like "I haven't confirmed my identity yet, don't be beaten by me", which made him feel like he wanted to speak but had no place to speak.

Fortunately, the carriage stopped quickly. Yang Wenli breathed a sigh of relief, got off the carriage, looked up at the second yard in front of him, and frowned slightly.

When Lu Sheng opened the door, he saw the strange two people following behind his sister and son-in-law, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

Gu Yundong explained, and then walked directly to her parents' room.

Shao Qingyuan took Yang Wenli and the others to the front hall. Yang Wenli looked reserved and nervous all the way, but his eyes quietly looked at the scene along the way.

After reading it, I couldn't help but glance at the corner of my mouth. Honestly, this house is not as good as his house. Is it pitiful and not rich enough?

There are not many servants, and I only saw three along the way.

Sure enough, his niece held Jinshan in her hand but didn't know how to make good use of it. She used all her money to fill those useless poor relatives, and she couldn't even afford a bigger house.

Fortunately, she has such a temperament, otherwise how could he get cheaper?

When we arrived at the front hall, a servant served tea.

Yang Wenli took a sip and felt a little disgusted. The tea leaves were not very good, and they were drinking the old tea from last year.

Although it is fragrant, it is not fresh enough.

Shao Qingyuan kept looking at him quietly, and seeing the contempt flashing in his eyes, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Their good tea and wine are always worthy of the guests.

Whether Yang Wenli was the elder brother of his mother-in-law or not, he had the things he had done before that were not worth it.

Shao Qingyuan enjoyed a mouthful of this year's new tea himself, put down the tea cup and asked, "Mr. Yang is my mother-in-law's brother. Can you follow me? What happened at the beginning? Why did my mother-in-law get separated from you?"

Yang Wenli was actually not very satisfied with his attitude. He was an elder at least, so it would be fine if he was disrespectful, but he even had a commanding tone.

However, thinking of his current identity, Yang Wenli suppressed his impatientness and sighed, "Something happened back then. As for what happened, I don't have much to do with my sister's private affairs. She jumped off the bridge afterwards. The river was very turbulent, and she was washed away on the spot."

My mother-in-law jumped off the bridge? Is this... suicide?

Shao Qingyuan looked serious, "What's next?"

"After that, I searched for many people to rescue me, searched along the river bank. I searched for several nights, but I couldn't find it. I didn't give up. I stayed in the local area for more than a month and kept asking for it, but there was no clue about her. Later, I heard a news that someone had caught a corpse by the river, but the corpse was soaked in the water for too long and was completely swollen and could not be recognized. No one claimed it. The government originally wanted to bury people, but for some reason, the people who had contacted the corpse at that time were sick, so the government directly cremated the corpse."
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