Fang Yan was still racking her brains, trying to smoothly steer the conversation back to Zhang Laowu.
Before she could figure out how to smoothly change the subject, Aunt De resolved the "crisis" herself, saying, "I often tell your uncle that you are our lucky star. Look, since you moved here, our health has improved."
call……
Fang Yan, no longer needing to find a way to smooth things over, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she poured her another cup of spring water. "You and Uncle are my lucky stars. Ever since my child and I moved next door to you, life has been getting better and better."
"That's the result of your own hard work." Aunt De dared not take credit for it.
"Third brother's wife, is your Aunt De here?"
Zhang Zongde's voice came from outside, interrupting their conversation.
"Your uncle is here to see you. The relationship between you and your uncle is something that the whole village envies."
Fang Yan originally wanted to tease Aunt De, but then she thought that people in this day and age are very shy, and young people rarely talk about matters between men and women, let alone such a respected old woman.
Making fun of them is very impolite.
Fang Yan suppressed the thought and smiled as she changed her words.
"Here you are, come in for a moment," Aunt De called out to the outside first, then looked at Fang Yan, her expression a mix of annoyance and happiness, "We're an old married couple, what's there to envy?"
Her expression was so blissful, it was almost dripping with honey.
Fang Yan was deeply moved by what she saw. Who says that there is no sweet love in hard times?
Who says that poor families can't have a loving and supportive relationship?
In her previous life, in an era where the divorce rate was almost higher than the marriage rate, Fang Yan, who was used to fast-food marriages, felt that love should be like that of Zhang Zongde and Aunt De every time she saw them.
It's not necessary to be inseparable every day, but it's about understanding and accepting each other, having each other in your eyes and heart, so that everyone around you can feel the sweet but not cloying taste of their love.
When asked if she was envious,
Fang Yan, who has never regarded marriage as a task that must be completed in life and has always held the attitude that love is something that can only be encountered by chance, would only answer, "I look forward to it, but I don't envy it."
Because everyone has their own destiny.
Many people spend their entire lives without ever achieving a lifelong commitment to each other.
"Why are you still here? The food at home is all cooked. Come home for dinner."
Zhang Zongde had come to ask his wife to come home for dinner, so he didn't go inside. He stood at the door and said to his wife.
Aunt De waved to him, "Come in for a moment."
"What's wrong?" Zhang Zongde stepped into the house.
Fang Yan also poured him a glass of spring water and handed it to him after he sat down in the chair. "I ran into Zhou Dashu and Li Ermei outside just now."
Even after they returned, I knew they would still be discussing Zhang Laowu's matter.
Fang Yan had already coaxed Xiaoyuzai and Qibei into the room, and even left them some snacks so they could play inside.
So they can talk about this topic with peace of mind.
"The third son's family is too clever. Just now, they used some kind of psychology knowledge to get information out of Zhou Dashu and his wife in no time. It turns out that the third son's biological mother, Xue Wanxue, did not die of illness."
"What!"
Zhang Zongde, who had seen his share of storms, was so startled by these words that he made a big movement, splashing water from his hands.
He didn't bother to pay attention, his eyes darting between Aunt De and Fang Yan, "Are you sure?"
"It's basically certain, but there's no evidence yet."
Fang Yan recounted to Zhou Dashu how she managed to extract information from him.
Zhang Zongde's expression changed several times as he listened, and in the end, he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or anger, so he sighed, "How could such a heartless and insane person come from Gouzi Village!"
After saying that, he remembered Xue Wanxue's matter and frowned as he asked, "But when Xue Wanxue was sick, it was the old barefoot doctor in the village who treated her."
"That old barefoot doctor, his family has been barefoot doctors for three generations, so he has some skills in treating illnesses. He can tell whether someone was killed by someone or died of illness."
Is there a family of barefoot doctors in the village?
Fang Yan had never heard of him. "Is he still alive?"
"The old barefoot doctor passed away a few years ago. He had two daughters and a son. His daughters married and moved to the city, and his son went to live with his in-laws."
It was Aunt De who spoke.
Fang Yan was surprised, "Married into the family?"
It was not uncommon for men to marry into their wives' families in those days.
However, the profession of barefoot doctor, although not lucrative, was still enough to support a family.
Moreover, he only has one son. In a place where the preference for sons over daughters is very strong, how could he bear to let his son marry into another family?
“It’s not exactly a case of him marrying into the family,” Zhang Zongde said, who knew the situation well. “His current job was arranged by his father-in-law’s side of the family, and since the workplace is relatively close to his wife’s family, the whole family moved there to live.”
As time went on, he came back less often, which was practically the same as marrying into the family.
"After the old barefoot doctor passed away, there was no one left in his family in the village."
Zhang Zongde looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Do you want to ask his children if the barefoot doctor told them about Xue Wanxue's condition?"
"Yes, maybe the old barefoot doctor did notice it, but was threatened and dared not say anything?"
Fang Yan did indeed want to try her luck by finding the old barefoot doctor's family, "after all, Zhang Laowu's viciousness is beyond our imagination."
If the old barefoot doctor, threatened by him, dared not tell the truth to outsiders, but was truly distressed inside, he might say a few words to his family.
Most people would find it very difficult to keep such a big secret in their hearts.
Therefore, it is necessary to release emotions by talking about them.
Things that can't be said to outsiders can be occasionally discussed with family members through ambiguous conversations, which can help relieve emotions.
"If his children can recall anything strange the old barefoot doctor said or did, that might be a clue."
Fang Yan is not a professional at investigating cases.
She had at least read some detective novels and watched some movies and TV shows. While she couldn't be as skilled as a professional, she still knew the basics.
However, Zhang Zongde's next words shattered her hopes: "There's no need to look for his children anymore. When Xue Wanxue fell ill and passed away, his children who were supposed to get married had all gotten married, and those who were supposed to marry had all gone to live with their in-laws for many years. They don't come back even once a year."
I can't even see them, let alone say anything strange to them or do anything strange.
Fang Yan: ...
Oh dear, this road has already been blocked before we even started walking on it.
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