The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 109 What a pity

"No, not all missing girls have been condemned."

Most of the missing are country girls. Although Du Xiaozhu came here not long ago, he also knows from the Yangjia Village that there are only a few people in this village who can afford food and clothing. Who has the spare money to give orders to the girls.

Unless it's time for marriage, most of the time, the man's family asks a matchmaker for the woman's horoscope, but the oldest girl who is lost is only ten years old, and she is not yet old enough to talk about marriage.

Lin Mosheng frowned, apparently having figured it out, "Who is that girl going to find out about?"

"Stable woman!"

Du Xiaozhu left the two words and went out.

If anyone knows the horoscope of girls' birthdays, apart from their family members, the person who knows them best is the person who delivered them.

Although Wen Po has delivered countless births in her life, it is impossible to remember their birthday horoscopes, but if this horoscope is special and the age is not too far away, I think she will still have a little impression.

In this way, it is much more convenient to lock the target and then confirm it.

Du Xiaozhu went out to find a place to buy a few steamed buns, gave two to Lin Mosheng, and carried the two steamed buns while walking and chewing, looking for a place with a lot of people.

This summer afternoon is the most leisurely time, and it is always unavoidable for three or five women to gather under the tree to enjoy the shade.

What's more, the abduction of a young girl just happened today, and it became a topic of conversation for them after dinner.

Du Xiaozhu walked slowly in search of a shady place, this time she didn't look at the file of the yamen in vain, at least there was some useful information, such as the address of the girl's home.

If you want to find out the news, you still have to walk around her house, the town is only the size of a palm, and Du Xiaozhu found the place after gnawing the steamed buns in his hand.

Du Xiaozhu walked around looking for the girl's house, looked it over carefully, and saw that it was not a wealthy but a well-to-do family.

The back door is even closer to the riverside, and the willows by the riverside are so beautiful.

It's just that the door is closed at this time, and I don't know if anyone is at home.

Du Xiaozhu walked slowly along the road in front of his house, or when he met someone sitting and chatting with him, he slowed down and listened carefully to what they were talking about. Along the way, he heard that there were many people talking about the loss of children .

Either with a sympathetic heart, or with the attitude of watching a show, there is no useful information after walking around.

Seeing that there is not much to gain from this place, Du Xiaozhu just wanted to turn around to inquire about Mrs. Wen, but he didn't want to, so there were three or five women sitting around the river near the girl's house, with bamboo pans on their knees, There are needles and threads in it.

It seems that they gathered together to do needlework in the afternoon, and Du Xiaozhu stopped by a woman among them, who looked very familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

It can be said that Du Xiaozhu is new to this town. Apart from being familiar with the proprietress who is still remembered, there are not many acquaintances in this town.

Or they feel that it is really boring to sit like this, and suddenly someone among those few people asks everyone mysteriously.

"Hey, do you know? That Du Sanniang's youngest daughter was taken away by a flower shooter this morning?"

The name Du Sanniang is really sensitive to Du Xiaozhu, but many people mentioned it just now.

It was the name of the woman who lost her daughter earlier, and it happened that this woman had the same surname as hers.

As soon as the words were finished, one of them put down the work in his hands, put his hands on his knees, and sighed with some sympathy, as if deeply touched.

"Who doesn't know this? If you say that Du Sanniang has a hard life, this old girl is weak, and she managed to raise her to such an age. It's a pity that she will be able to enjoy a few years of happiness in the future."

(End of this chapter)