The old man replied, "I don't know at all. Every morning, rain or shine, I always go to the rain listening tower of the City God Temple. When he came home last night, I don't know. Don't laugh, for there are very few opportunities for a meeting between father and son: he didn't get up when I went out, but I was already asleep when he came back. When I went out today, I was just the same as I was. When I went downstairs, Li's mother was cleaning the hall, and my daughter had just gotten up. It wasn't until Lu Xiaofeng, who was in the paper candle shop, went to the teahouse just now to tell me that Mengshu had been hanged in a hurry, and I hurried back. So this thing is like a thunderbolt from the blue, I can't even dream of it. ”

Feng Zizhou asked: ......

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