After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

Hearing this, the housekeeper replied after careful examination, "Ma'am, I think the shirt on the left side looks more mature and stable."

Also better looking.

"The one on the right with short sleeves looks silly and doesn't fit well."

Madam Yan rubbed her chin, "That's true."

It would be great if Du Fengqing was a few years younger.

"Aunt Yan, good evening." Du Hengqing spoke first, grinning and shouting.

Du Fengqing's lips curled up, he was gentle and polite, "Aunt Yan."

In this comparison, Du Hengqing immediately looked like a silly son of a landlord, and Du Fengqing's advantages were immediately highlighted.

In the evening, after dinner, Yan Qing was sitting on the sofa watching a drama. Mrs. Yan suddenly came over with a plate of fruit and sat beside Yan Qing, "Qing'er, come and eat some fruit."

"Well, thank you Mom."

Madam Yan smiled and looked at her daughter. The more she looked at her, the more satisfied she felt in her heart. She looked the same as when she was young.

"Qing'er, are the two members of the Du family interested in you?"

Yan Qing had just bitten off a piece of apple, then turned to look at Mrs. Yan with a blank gaze, "Huh?"

Madam Yan could only speak more clearly, "I'm asking, are the two brothers from the Du family chasing you?"

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Maybe."

As soon as Mrs. Yan heard it, her gossip came up when she was young, "How is it possible? I see, those two children are very interested in you...Qing'er, which of the two brothers do you think is better?" ?”

Her eyes flickered, and when she asked, she looked at her daughter, trying to see something from her reaction.

After all, at this age, a girl would be a little shy when talking about this kind of issue, and would deny it flatly.

Yan Qing's attention shifted from the TV series to Mrs. Yan, "Everything is fine."

But it has nothing to do with myself.

When Mrs. Yan heard it, everything was fine?
She was a little surprised. Could it be that her daughter... wants both?
...

The next day, Yan Qing was taken to the vicinity of the orphanage again, but this time, it was to meet the old director.

The old dean was in her 60s. When the three of them arrived, she was playing in the yard with her grandson.

Seeing Yan Qing and the others, she called her grandson to go into the house to read, while she and the three stayed in the yard to talk.

"Are you here today, do you still want to know something?" the old dean asked.

Compared with the obviously unhappy and welcoming responses of the other welfare home employees when they were asked, the old director seemed to be more cooperative.

The attitude is also very good, with a smile on his face.

"We are here this time mainly to learn about Feng Mingcui. Her son had an accident in the orphanage. Do you know the details?"

The old dean thought for a while, "I'm old, but I can't remember clearly. I just remember that the child was in poor health and had asthma..."

"I remember that child Feng An, he is very likable and sweet. The staff and children in the yard like him."

While talking, she sighed, "We didn't expect this child to have an accident. Poor Ming Cui, her husband left early, and there is only such a son."

The old dean obviously blamed himself for this matter.

Xiao Zhang and others can also understand, after all, he was born in an orphanage.

Xiao Zhang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Yan Xiuwen, and asked, "Then why Feng An was locked in that room, do you know?"

The old dean shook his head, "Ask the people in the courtyard that day, but no one knows, maybe the child ran in by himself, and others didn't notice that there was someone in the room, so the door must be locked."

Yan Xiuwen and the others didn't believe what they said.

Not to mention that Yan Qing had already seen with his own eyes that it was the door bolt on the three people in Xiaocheng. They had seen the door bolt before. If the door was really going to be closed and the noise was so loud, how could Feng An inside not know?
When Yan Xiuwen asked further, the old dean said that he didn't remember many things, and said with a smile, "I'm getting old, I really can't remember clearly, why don't you ask other people, you will remember clearly some."

The grandson in the house ran out and called grandma, "Grandma, I'm hungry."

It is inconvenient for the three of them to stay longer.

Before leaving, Yan Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Are you familiar with all the children in the orphanage?"

The old dean paused, then turned to look at Yan Qing, "Of course I'm familiar with it."

"Do you love everyone as much as you treat your grandchildren?"

The old dean smiled, "Of course."

"When each child was sent, I personally went to pick it up, arranged the room for them, and took care of the food when there were not many people."

Xiao Zhang noticed that when the old dean said this, his face was obviously gentle and kind, as if he was recalling the past.

It can be seen that she really likes those children and treats them as her own children.

Until Yan Xiuwen asked that sentence, "If these children make some serious mistakes, how will you teach them?"

The old dean was slightly taken aback, but did not respond for a while.

"What if your grandson makes a mistake?"

Looking at the three people in front of her, she obviously didn't know how to answer these two questions from Yan Xiuwen.

Her reaction was not like Lin Xin's, and her reaction was relatively flat. At this moment, she asked slowly, "What did you find?"

Xiao Zhang was overjoyed at once. Now that the other party is willing to ask, it means that his defenses are not so deep. Ms. Yan pulled the child out, which brought back the memory of the old dean, and made the old dean let go of his defenses.

No matter what, the three children were brought back by the old headmaster. Since he treats all children equally, he must like and have affection for those three children.

Yan Xiuwen asked in a deep voice, "How many children were there in the orphanage back then?"

The old dean looked at Yan Xiuwen and hesitated for a long time. Having lived to this age, he has experienced everything, and he knew clearly that if the person in front of him hadn't found something, he wouldn't have spent so long with him, repeatedly ask this question.

They're waiting for someone to step up.

17 years have passed, and everyone has waited until this day, just like what was promised back then, and chose to forget this memory, as if nothing happened.

But what has been done will definitely leave traces. Now that the corpse has been discovered, there is no point in concealing it.

The old dean sighed, "It's eight."

After feeding the grandson a steamed bun, the four of them sat down again.

The old dean said slowly, "After Feng An's accident, I have been investigating in the courtyard, but no one would say anything. I actually guessed that it was the three naughty children in Xiaocheng who locked him up."

"I looked at Ming Cui and didn't pursue this matter, I just thought it was over."

"Later, two months later, when I went to the hospital to pick up the children and came back, the three children were already dead."

"It's lying in that room in the backyard, the door is locked..."

It was the same scene as when Feng An died.