I don't know if Miss Wang's words are true or false, but for the time being, Hua Lang has nothing to ask her.

After leaving the palace, Hua Lang and they went to Sun Zi Hao's house outside the city, thinking that at this time, Sun Zi Hao's death had been notified to his mother, originally, Hua Lang didn't want to ask too much at this time, but if he didn't ask, he felt that he was afraid of missing something, so he had to take a hard look at it.

Sun Zihao's home is some distance from Huainan City, and Hualang and they walked for almost an hour to arrive, it was a very dilapidated home, almost equal to Zhang Yi's home.

When they went, an old woman in the courtyard was cooking in the kitchen, and the smoke was lit, and in this quiet village on the outskirts of the city, it seemed so peaceful and beautiful, but the flowers and the others were not in a good mood, because they heard the old woman's words.

The old woman was steaming steamed buns, she said that this was her son's favorite steamed buns, and he wanted to steam them for his own son to eat, her spirit was a little dazed, she seemed to refuse to believe that her son was dead.

The heat of the steamed buns had not yet dissipated, and the old woman looked at the pot of steamed buns, and suddenly couldn't help crying bitterly.

It turned out that the old woman didn't know, and it wasn't that he didn't want to believe it, he just didn't want to believe it.

There are too many sorrows in life, and there are so many people who can't bear it, but people live in the world, but they have to bear this pain and pressure, sometimes Hua Lang will feel that this world is incredible, why do some people have to endure so much suffering, while some people can be rich in food and clothing?

In this respect, God is unfair, and this injustice has led to many human tragedies.

It's just that material injustice does not mean spiritual injustice, no matter whether a person is rich or poor, he always has to experience life and death in the world, all kinds of misery.

The old woman cried very sadly, and Hua Lang and Wen Meng didn't know how to persuade them, so they stayed next to the old woman until he was almost crying, and Hua Lang explained his intentions.

Although it is a little cruel, it is something that has to be done, and now he can only do this to find the murderer and avenge the deceased.

The old woman understood what Hanaro meant, so she nodded and expressed her willingness to help Hanaro solve the case.

"What enemy does your son have?"

"No, my son is so good, how can he have enemies."

Now, even the old woman said the same, Hua Lang suddenly felt that there was no point in asking this question any longer, and he should have thought of it a long time ago, this grandson Hao is very filial, how could he let his mother know that he had an enemy, and then make his mother sad?

After getting rid of the shadow of this question, Hwarang continued to ask other questions.

"Is there anything strange about your son lately?"

"Strange and special place?" The old woman didn't seem to quite understand what the strange or special place Hanarang was referring to.

And Hua Lang couldn't say how many days it was, but he kept emphasizing that it was very strange, for example, he didn't do it before, but he did it in the past few days, and he did it before, but he didn't do it in the past few days.

Listening to Hua Lang's explanation, the old woman immediately understood, and said: "Yes, yes, because the family was poor, my son never bought me a gift, and the meat was rarely eaten, but since my son worked as a buddy in the inn, every time he came back, he would bring me something, sometimes a hairpin, sometimes some bracelets, and every time he came back, he would always cut some meat, I saw him like this, so I persuaded him not to spend so much, if you have money, you should keep it, so that you can use it when you marry your daughter-in-law, Sun Qing of our village, I've liked it for a long time, and I've asked her about it before, and she also likes my son, and I thought that when my son saves some more money, plus what I have, I'll propose marriage to his grandson's family, but now it's ......."

The old woman's words were a little out of tune, she said wherever she thought of it, and she said it in an orderly manner, but Hua Lang they understood it, and after they understood, they also spied a lot of clues from it, for example, in the past few days, Sun Zihao suddenly had money in hand, but Hua Lang They didn't believe that the money in Sun Zihao's hand was earned by him as a buddy in the Three Cups Pour Inn, and how much Hua Lang still knew about the wages of the three cups, only a dozen yuan a month, of course, it was a matter of eating and living, and how much meat could be bought for more than ten dollars?

Besides, they know that in this Sunjia Village, there is a girl named Sun Qing who likes Sun Zihao, and Sun Qing is very liked by the old woman, but whether Sun Zihao also likes Sun Qing, he should like that Wang girl, right?

I'm afraid that I can't know anymore, because Sun Zihao is dead, but I have time to ask Sun Qing, maybe I can make some discoveries.

When the old woman spoke, her expression was quite good, but once she fell silent, her face showed a bitter expression, and after thinking for a while, Hua Lang continued to ask, "Have any guests been to your house recently?" ”

The old woman thought for a moment and shook her head: "It's been a long time since outsiders have come to our house, but a month ago, there were two guests who came, one of them is my son's boss...... Oh, Xu Sanbei, my son begged that Boss Xu, let him follow Boss Xu as a buddy, Boss Xu was preparing to open an inn at the time, he saw that my son was quite diligent, so he accepted it, thinking about it at the time, he is really a great benefactor of our family. ”

The old woman said a lot one after another, it sounded a little wordy, Su Wuming frowned slightly when she listened, these words didn't seem to have any nutrition.

After a long time, the old woman finally finished speaking, Wen Meng sighed helplessly, and at this time, the old woman suddenly asked, "You ...... Can you really help my son get revenge? ”

Hua Lang nodded: "Please rest assured about this, I will definitely help your son find the murderer." ”

The old woman didn't know if she believed it, but she nodded.

After coming out of the old woman's house, Hua Lang thought for a while and said, "Let's go meet that Sun Qing, there are some things I want to ask her." ”

Everyone nodded, and then walked towards Sun Qing's home, this Sunjia Village was somewhat similar to each other, and it was not very big, so they didn't spend much effort to find Sun Qing's home.

It was a beautiful home full of flowers, and in that flower, a woman was watering, and her shadow kept moving among the flowers, like a fairy.