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Chapter 118 Xiaohai’s thoughts
Qingyang looked at Xiaohai: "Don't you hope that Agen will give birth to a little blind man?"

Xiao Hai blushed: "Who cares what he gives birth to! What does it have to do with me?!"

Qingyang approached him: "Seriously, Xiaohai, do you feel that your uncle is going to give birth to his own child, and you feel particularly lost?"

"Hey, why am I disappointed! It's not my parents who want to have a baby!" Xiao Hai was very angry.

Qingyang said seriously: "I know there is a psychological disease called eldest son syndrome. It is said that when the second child is born, the first child will always have some fear and loss."

Xiaohai shrugged: "Is there any mistake? I'm not a child anymore!"

"Well, yes, but I can see that you are not looking forward to this cousin or sister!"

"Why should I expect it? This is my uncle's family matter."

Wang Yan smiled: "Yes, your uncle's birth is his family's own business. Why do you have such big objections?"

"We don't have a problem with our children, we have a problem with our aunt's selfishness and cruelty!"

"Is it because your aunt thinks that the three of you in the massage parlor are paid too much and complains to your uncle, so you think she is selfish and cold-hearted?"

"She also disrespected my mother, looked down on her as a worker, and ignored her." Xiaohai said angrily.

"Their relationship was very cold to begin with. Didn't your mother also ignore her?" Wang Yan laughed.

"That's my mother's house. She can take care of whoever she wants to take care of, and ignore whoever she doesn't take care of. She doesn't have to look at other people's faces!"

"I think your aunt thinks the same way. She doesn't want to look at other people's faces!"

Xiao Hai said gloomily: "If she doesn't want to look at people's faces, she doesn't have to come. Why does she still go to the massage parlor every day?"

"Isn't she going to see her husband? Besides, your uncle originally planned and managed the massage parlor. She has reason to think that it is her husband's property and his own territory!" Qingyang said disapprovingly.

Xiao Hai was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "I can see that you are all on her side. Huh, does it mean that she knows your acquaintances there and gave you gifts through the back door?!"

Qingyang couldn't laugh or cry: "Who instilled these messy ideas in you? Xiaohai, you are only seventeen or eighteen years old, you shouldn't look at the problem so darkly, right?"

Xiao Hai snorted: "Anyway, I think you are very protective of your aunt..."

"Speaking of protecting your aunt, I'm going to scold you! I remember when our police came to the scene after the incident, your aunt was beaten by your grandmother and mother, but you and your father held your uncle. He is not allowed to rescue your aunt - don't you think you are going too far? Your aunt is a pregnant woman with a pregnant belly. When she was beaten until her face was covered with blood, you didn't think you were helping others?"

Xiao Hai glared at Qingyang fiercely: "Who do you think is Zhou? She poisoned my grandpa and she is not a Zhou? My mother said that the beating she took was a light one..."

"Are you so sure that it was your aunt who poisoned you?"

"Isn't the poison in her milk powder? She either wants to poison me or grandpa!" Xiao Hai said bitterly.

Qingyang smiled: "If she wanted to poison you or your grandfather, she would poison her own milk powder can? This can of milk powder is her own milk powder for pregnant women, right?"

Xiao Hai's face was a little red: "Uh...she was mad at me and grandpa for drinking her milk powder, deliberately poisoning it..."

"Did you listen to her own words about this?"

"Hmm...that's what everyone says?"

"Which everyone?"

"My grandma, my parents..."

Qingyang thought for a while: "Oh, by the way, Xiaohai, you just said that your aunt was targeting you and grandpa. So, do you know that you and grandpa are the only ones in the family who drink the can of pregnant milk powder? Have you ever seen your grandpa brewing milk powder? ?”

"I haven't seen it. My dad told me."

"Your father?"

"That time, my dad saw my grandpa secretly taking my aunt's milk powder to brew and drink when no one was around. He went to the kitchen downstairs and laughed. I asked him why he was laughing, and he told me that grandpa was really greedy... "

Qingyang and Wang Yan glanced at each other. This was a major discovery. Li Yueyan and his wife had always been extremely surprised that Li Fusheng died of poisoning due to drinking milk powder for pregnant women. They told the police that they had no idea that Li Fusheng would drink Sun Xiaomian's milk powder. Now it seems that if Xiao Hai is telling the truth, then at least Zhang Feng of Li Yueyan and his wife has lied. He once witnessed Li Fusheng secretly brewing milk powder...

Wang Yan asked again: "What about you, Xiao Hai? Do you also think milk powder for pregnant women tastes good?"

Xiaohai's face was as red as a cooked crab: "Me? I'm not! It's my mother who forced me to drink it. She said that my aunt's milk powder is good and the most nutritious! I drank it four or five times and was embarrassed. Then I I’m determined not to drink anymore…”

"Oh, so it's because you're embarrassed? I thought your grandma was talking about your mother!" Qingyang remembered that Li Yueyan and her daughter said in unison that it was because Li Yueyan said something about the can of milk powder that Li Yueyan refused to give it to her son. Brewed.

Xiaohai was surprised: "Why did grandma say that about my mother? I refused to drink milk powder. My grandma also said that I was a fool and said that it was a good thing. Drinking it would make me grow taller. If I didn't drink it, it would be a waste for my aunt..."

Qingyang thought for a moment: "Then your aunt knows that you are drinking her milk powder?"

"Will she not know that her own milk powder is running low? She is very insidious, she pretends not to know, and then poisons her! Fortunately, I don't drink anymore..."

"Do you think she poisoned her because she was angry that others drank her milk powder?"

"She...she must think that if she poisons me, her own children will have exclusive access to her uncle's property!"

Qingyang looked at him and thought, yes, maybe someone would really think so about this family property, but this person is not necessarily Sun Xiaomian!
"Oh, then you think - Sun Xiaomian wanted to poison you, but your grandfather drank the poisoned milk powder, and he was the one who was poisoned to death in the end?"

Xiao Hai thought for a while: "I don't know... why don't you just go and interrogate Sun Xiaomian, why do you keep asking me? Who knows what she thinks?" He said angrily.

"Your mother brewed this can of milk powder for you?"

"Yes. After my mother found out about my uncle's hidden milk powder, she brewed it for me for several days... then I tried my best to resist, and she gave up."

"Oh? When did this happen?"

"Well...it's been about two or three weeks...I can't remember clearly..."

"Then when did your dad see your grandpa drinking milk powder?"

"Who remembers that? I can't."

"Was it before you stopped drinking, or after?"

"After that, it was just last week!"

Qingyang's heart moved, and she felt that she had caught something. Just as she was about to grab something in her mind, she suddenly remembered her cell phone. The ringtone of her cell phone was somehow changed to a nursery rhyme, and she muttered in a sweet voice: "In front of the door, under the bridge, swim by." A group of ducks, come on, come on, count them, two four six seven eight..."

Wang Yan and Xiao Hai were stunned for a moment, then both laughed.

Qingyang hurriedly answered the phone: thinking angrily, Tang Lan must have set a special ringtone for his incoming calls!
Sure enough, it was Tang Lan. He seemed to be even bigger than Qingyang Huo: "Hey! Mother, why don't you keep your word?! Where are you? Are you planning to kidnap my child and run away?!"

"Screw you!"

Xiaohai looked at Qingyang in surprise. He certainly didn't expect the policewoman to also use foul language.

Qingyang caught his gaze and coughed hastily: "I mean, don't worry, go to your...wait for me at the gallery, I'll be back after I finish the case!"

Tang Lan shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm at the gallery. Which gallery do you want me to go to?! Didn't you promise me not to work overtime? Wherever you are, I'll pick you up!"

"Are you annoyed? I'm with my colleagues and I will take care of myself!"

"No! It's too late, I'm worried! Tell me your address quickly, or I'll call your police station!" Tang Lan learned how to threaten.

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Not a quarter of an hour after Qingyang told him the address, Tang Lan came like a whirlwind, wrapped up Qingyang and left.

Wang Yan said, "Hey, boss..."

Tang Lan's eyes could kill people: "What else is there?!"

Wang Yan said timidly, "I'm reminding her... Bao Wang..."

Tang Lan held Qingyang with one hand, grabbed her bag with the other, and walked away proudly.

Xiao Hai clicked his tongue twice and shook his head: "These worthless men who have married wives..."

―――――――――――Little 7 had a nightmare last night――――――――――

Last night, Xiao 7 suddenly dreamed of two huge rats scurrying into the bed. In a panic, Xiao 7 jumped up and jumped from the bed to the corner.

According to eyewitness 7, Xiao 7 suddenly jumped up from the bed like a carp, and with the graceful posture of a long jumper, he jumped on his feet and glided to the other corner of the room.

(Based on the dimness of the light at the time and 7cm’s 600-degree myopic vision condition, Xiao 7 had reason to believe that this was mostly exaggeration and slander on his part)

In the early morning, Xiao 7 woke up my mother from her sleep and asked her to interpret her dream.

(Xiao Qi’s mother is a veteran of various folklore sayings. For example, dreaming about catching fish in the water will make a fortune, dreaming about stepping on the feces means that the villain is plotting against you, dreaming about losing teeth means that someone in the family or friends has died... etc.)
Xiao 7 asked my mother: "What does it mean to dream about a mouse running into the bed and start your dream?"

The old lady thought deeply for a while, then nodded carefully and said: "This means that you are indeed afraid of mice!"

Happy weekend everyone!
(End of this chapter)