Chapter 7：

Ruan's apex trembled, raised his hand and placed it gently on the position of his chest, and said dumbly, "When was this wound?"

Tang Songnian nodded: "I thought I was dead at the time. I lost my life by meeting a nobleman."

"Mother she ... how to bear it!" Tears flashed in Ruan's eyes, choking.

Just looking at the scars on his chest, you can imagine that at the time he was less than fifteen years old, how many injuries he could get, and these should not be borne by him.

"She said her stepmother couldn't help it, she had to ..." Tang Songnian muttered.

Of the three sons, two are not biological, one is biological, and one of them is to be given out. The only one she chooses is the biological one.

Ruan's heart tightened and he subconsciously held him tighter.

Xu Yanyao blinked on the bed, and was surprised by what she heard.

The old man still has such a sad past! Obviously a biological mother, she can treat herself but her two older brothers.

Difficult stepmother? Forgive her for the fact that the entity can't have such a complicated embarrassment.

She only knew that if she had a natural flesh, she could not wait to put on her battle suit and cut a road for him. How could she choose to sacrifice him for others?

Thinking of this, she wrinkled her nose slightly.

Unfortunately, Heaven did not give her this opportunity, and Xu Shufei did not give birth to a man and a woman. And having no children under her knees is also a big resistance to her difficulty in reaching the phoenix, and the old man Tang Songnian has not attacked her with this.

Then I thought of Tang Songnian's attacks on her. She hated her itchy teeth. She was grateful for the fact that he had just washed away her grievances, and then it disappeared.

"Master, Mo Yan came in front of him, saying that it was urgent to catch the horse." Cuiwen rushed in.

"I'll be there right away!" Tang Songnian's mind was stunned, and those dull and queasy feelings suddenly swept away, changing clothes neatly, and leaving quickly under Ruan's watch.

"Sir, the Sun family's mansion in Shiba Lane, West Street, has sent people to fight the fire." On the way out of the house, Ma Choutou reported to Tang Songnian briefly.

"Everything you can do to control the fire, don't let it spread!"

And Xu Yanyao naturally knew that Tang Songnian had been hurried to leave, and heard Ruan's anxiety asking Cuiwen: "It's getting dark now, and I don't know what's urgent for the master?"

"It seems I heard that there is a family running away from the west side of the city." Cuiwen whispered the news.

"Walking out of water?" Nguyen apparently froze, his voice more worried, "I just hope that we don't hurt talents."

Tang Songnian has been here for a long time, and Ruan's heart is worried that his husband is also unable to sleep. Xu Yanyao was young and could not sleep for a long time.

When Tang Songnian rushed to the scene in a hurry, the fire had weakened, and the officials of the surrounding people and the county officials were all involved in the fire.

It is almost half an hour before the fire is completely extinguished.

Tang Songnian's face was so grey, he wiped his face indiscriminately, and then hurried into the fire with the horse catching his head—the main house of Sun Zhai.

When he walked over, he could see the two corpses on the ground that could not be seen in the first glance, and even the thin chest had a knife in his chest.

"Master, after a preliminary autopsy, the man and the woman were not burned to death by the fire, but were burned after the death. The dead man was hit by heavy objects in the middle of his head, but the real cause of death was a knife wound on his chest. "Zuo Zuo, who had hurried over a long time, simply checked for a moment and replied.

Tang Songnian frowned.

I thought it was just an accident. I never thought it was a murder!

After some preliminary interrogation, it was finally determined that the deceased was the owner Sun Youcai and his wife Tian.

He paced again into the unburned main house, and looked around the body when it fell.

For a moment, he picked up a broken tile in the corner, and gently flicked his finger over the dark object covered with it, frowned and sniffed, and checked again, and found several pieces of such broken tiles, and The same thing is stuck on the tiles without exception.

"Come and see, what is this?"

"This taste seems a little familiar, but I can't remember what it is for a while." Ma Catou thought for a moment and shook his head.

However, Shen Ming was thoughtful, and then rummaged around in the room. For a moment, he said, "Sir, it must be this thing on the tiles."

Tang Songnian looked over and saw that he was holding a large arc-shaped tile in his palm, and on the tile was a half-scorched half-completed pickle leaf.

Ma Xunto walked quickly, took the pickle leaves and sniffed, "Master, really this taste."

"The wound on Sun Youcai's head was also stained with this thing." Zan Zuo suddenly thought of the matter and said busyly.

"Will it hurt Sun Youcai's head? This jar of pickled vegetables?" Ma Cuntou was surprised.

Tang Songnian didn't answer, but he had such speculations in his heart.

"My lord, my lord, come and see!" Suddenly, a government official shouted outside.

Tang Songnian hurried away and saw a boy about six or seven years old lying on the ground beside a well far from the main house.

"Sir, he is in a coma." A government official picked up the child.

Tang Songnian took the pulse for the child, his heart burst, and he glanced suspiciously at the gray face that was unconscious. After a long time, he retracted the hand of the diagnosis, and Shen Sheng asked: "Whose child is this? "

In addition to the deceased Sun Youcai couple, Sun Zhai had only one roommate, Dong Shi and his two-year-old daughter, an old servant couple, and a 13- or 14-year-old maid named Qiuping.

"He, he is the son of my wife's cousin, and followed his mother half a year ago. Four months ago, his mother died, and the child stayed in the house. My mother-in-law took care of it in the past. Only then was he busy fighting the fire, but he didn't notice that he actually ran here. "Sun Zhai's old servant answered quickly.

It turned out that he had run away without help ... Tang Songnian knew it.

Something happened at Sun's house. The owner and his wife were both dead. The rest of the people naturally didn't care about this alien child. No wonder he didn't even notice that he was unconscious.

It wasn't until the horizon that white belly appeared, and Nguyen, who hadn't slept for almost a night, greeted the returning husband: "Are you back? Are things handled properly?"

Tang Songnian said apologetically, "Woke you up?"

Ruanshi shook his head: "How come I can sleep without you ever coming back."

Knowing her temperament, Tang Songnian rubbed the corners of her eyes tiredly and whispered: "It was the water from the Sun's mansion in Chengxi. The fire consumed the entire main house. Fortunately, the fire was well controlled and did not spread."

"Are there any casualties?"

Tang Songnian sighed: "The host's couple was found dead in the fire."

Ruan took a breath of air.

It burned people!

Tang Songnian patted her shoulders comfortably, hesitating for a moment, and then said, "After the fire was extinguished, Yu Yi found an unconscious boy next to a well in Sun Zhai. This child had originally gone to Sun's homeowner Tian Tian and Yes, now that Sun's house is in an accident and Tian's life is lost again, there is a mess in the house. The boy is left unattended for a while, and I will take him back as the master, and you will arrange for someone to take care of him for a while.

Nguyen's unreasonable reason, he responded again and again.

Tang Songnian bathed and changed clothes after he had finished the briefing. He simply ate breakfast and hurriedly left.

There was a lawsuit against human life, and he did not dare to delay for a moment. He must solve the case as soon as possible in order to comfort the dead.

But saying that Ruan had the words of the husband, he was naturally busy to bring the child. But for a moment, the servant girl in her own house came in with a child.

The child was frightened, his face was pale, his lips were tightly clasped, and his black eyes were full of vigilance and precaution.

Ruan's is soft-hearted. When he saw the appearance of the child, he couldn't help showing pity and beckoned him to come around, but instead of going forward, the child took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, this is Mrs. Tang's wife. The man and his wife are kind, and will stay with you for the time being, but only after your relatives find you in the future, and then take you back." The servant woman comforted.

Ruan said with a gentle smile, "What's your name? How old is it?"

The child was still holding his lips tightly without saying a word, but the vigilance in his eyes faded a little.

Seeing this, the servantwoman said busyly: "Mrs. Hui, this child's little post, this year is six years old."

Ruan asked him a few words softly, but the child was still silent, maybe because her tone was too gentle and she was kind and affectionate. The child's tight body had been unknowingly Relaxed a bit, but still a precautionary posture.

Nguyen didn't care about it either. He just happened to have someone in the house enter the house to ask for a reply.

The child stood silently, looking up inadvertently, looking into the east time through the red sandalwood treasure hall, and saw that a little girl in pink clothes was holding a half piece of rice cake in her mouth. Stuffed.

The baby girl was born with cute Yu Xue, and her big eyes flickered. She looked better than all the baby girls he had seen.

For a moment, he saw that the baby girl suddenly pushed the plate with half a piece of rice cake in front of her, and pushed it towards a slightly older boy sitting opposite her, with a sweet smile on his round face.

Then, the older boy held out his hand, took the half of the rice cake, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He pursed his lips, about to look away, and suddenly heard the baby girl cry, "Wow", crying, "Mother, mother ..."

He was shocked, and the next moment, he saw the lady in the room who was dispatching an errand hurriedly in.

"Is Baoya called a mother?" He asked the lady with surprise and joy.

Xu Yanyao pretended to wipe his tears.

What's going on with this woman? The focus is crooked? You should have asked me why I was crying, right?

The other side was so incompetent, she could only wipe her tears, and pointed at her head with a crooked head and looked strangely at her brother Zhou, grieved: "Brother, brother, bad ..."

As soon as Nguyen heard this, he became even more happy: "Oh, even my brother will call. I said, my Baoya is so smart, why can't she call her mother!"

Xu Yanyao: "..."

This woman is really a little stupid!