Chapter 7: Encountering a Parent (5)

Chen Huai watched Mei Yingchun disappear outside the yard gate, and then turned around. Seeing Chen Jun still staring at him in a daze, she couldn't help but frown and said, "A Jun, what are you doing?" Chen Jun was shocked when he heard him speak, and then woke up like a dream. He looked around and asked, "Cousin, where is Mr. Mei?" Chen Huai said angrily: "Let's go. You ignore others, you have no etiquette at all." Chen Jun immediately blushed and lowered his head speechless. Chen Huai looked at her appearance, feeling very unbearable, walked forward, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly: "You have suffered these days."

Tears surged in Chen Jun's eyes, and he tried to grit his teeth and held back, raised his face, and showed a gentle smile to Chen Huai: "It's nothing, I can finally see you again. No matter how much suffering I feel, I won't feel." Chen Huai sighed lightly, stroked her shoulder, and whispered: "Let's go back to the house first, and say it slowly."

When he returned to the room, Aunt He poured tea for them, and then he stepped back to the wing room with cognitive cognition. The cousins ​​and sisters sat opposite the table, looking at each other carefully, and there were thousands of words in their hearts, but they didn't know where to start. After a while, Chen Huai pushed the teacup in front of Chen Jun and whispered: "I've been running for a day, I'm tired, drink a little tea first." Chen Jun obediently raised the teacup and took a sip, and the tears slowly fell down the corners of his eyes.

Chen Huai sighed, took a sip of tea, and asked, "I see in your letter, the old man died on the first day of the first lunar month." Chen Jun nodded, raised his hand to wipe away the tears, and replied, "It was Yuanzheng that early this morning, I went to serve my father to get up, and then..." Chen Huai tightened his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "He has finally reached this point. Alas, I have advised him many times, but he just refused to wash his hands, and finally he ended up in a bad state." As he said that, he couldn't help but clench his fists, smashed heavily on the table, and his veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were wet.

Chen Jun was stunned for a moment, hesitated and stretched out his hand, carefully stroked Chen Huai's fist on the table, and gently advised: "Brother, it's all over. Daddy is gone, don't be angry with him anymore. Although he... he has always loved you the most." "Love?" Chen Huai responded dullly, subconsciously held Chen Jun's hand, kneaded her slender jade fingers, and said sadly: "Look at your hand, it's so rough, how can you look like a lady? It's like a thick girl! Even if I don't blame him for anything else, I can't see him treating you like this."

"Brother!" Chen Jun suddenly had tears in his eyes, and hurriedly pulled his hands back, twitched his lips for a long time before he held up his words: "For you, I... I am willing to do anything." Chen Huai sighed, turned his head, and stopped looking at her. Chen Jun did not dare to speak anymore, but just looked at Chen Huai's side face. After waiting for a long time, Chen Huai turned around again. The expression on his face became much calmer. He asked seriously: "Ajun, tell me in detail about the situation before and after his death."

Chen Jun sat up straight and said what happened in one day from New Year's Eve to New Year's Day. It seemed that she had already silently explained it many times in her heart, and spoke very well. After that, Chen Jun took out a letter from the bag and handed it to Chen Huai with both hands: "Brother, this is what Mr. Li Yuanfang wrote to you. He said that he had written all the clues of the case found in it."

Chen Huai was shocked and took the letter with a very complicated expression. Chen Jun was puzzled and asked, "Brother? What's wrong? Didn't this Mr. Li know you? He said... you are the best friends." Chen Huai snorted, opened the letter, buried his head and looked carefully. After reading it over and over again, he thought, "It seems that things are still very complicated. Why did Li Yuanfang say that the cause of death is not necessarily a knife injury, but it seems to be a death to be scared?" Chen Jun said confusedly: "I don't know why Mr. Li said that. But with his father's character, there is probably no one in the world who can scare him... Brother, what would it be?"

Chen Huai sneered: "No matter how brave he is, he will feel guilty when he is a thief. But ordinary little thieves really can't scare him. It's so strange... The weapon, the weapon is also suspicious. Li Yuanfang said it looks like scissors?!" He suddenly stared at Chen Jun and asked sternly: "Ajun, where is that purple gold scissors? Is it still hidden in the cellar?" Chen Jun was so scared that he gasped and replied hesitantly: "Brother, no, the things hidden in the cellar were transported to you. Is it coming? I...I haven't seen that pair of scissors before." Chen Huai bit his teeth and said viciously: "The things in the cellar have been transported, but there are no scissors! Is it the weapon?!" He stood up and paced around the room, while murmuring: "There will definitely be no outsiders who know about the cellar, unless the old man takes out the scissors himself. But why did he do this? On New Year's Eve, scissors, scare, kill people..."

Chen Jun was also shocked and looked at Chen Huai in a daze. He stared at Chen Huai in circles around the house. Chen Huai stopped, frowned, and stared at Chen Jun and asked, "What did he run out for on New Year's Eve? Do you know?" Chen Jun bit his lip and said, "I don't know either. Daddy told me nothing. However, since Mr. Mei discovered his father's behavior, Daddy has restrained a lot. He didn't go out much during the twelfth lunar month, but on New Year's Eve, he said there was a very important thing that he had to do in person. I couldn't even persuade him."

Chen Huai then asked, "Mr. Mei? Mei Yingchun? I see that the origin of this Hu man is very strange, otherwise how could he notice the old man's secret?" Chen Jun shook his head confusedly: "Mr. Mei came to our house before the twelfth lunar month, and said he wanted to read his father's collection. I thought my father would definitely refuse and drive him away. But who knew that Mr. Mei was willing to spend money, and he gave him as much as his father wanted, so he kept Mr. Mei." Chen Huai stomped his feet hatefully: "Money! Money! He will never have enough!" After thinking about it, he said again: "It seems that Mei Yingchun had ulterior motives when he went to our house, otherwise why did he have to stay?" Chen Jun glanced at him and defended weakly: "Brother, Mr. Mei is a good person. He has helped me a lot."
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