Chapter 1182 Finding Uncle Li
Upon hearing this, Ying Xi was immediately overjoyed, "Then, then you know..."
Tan Ping nodded. "After your parents passed away, you and your siblings, along with other children of the Ying family, were all sold off. Even relatives and friends who were close to the Ying family were afraid of being implicated and dared not speak up. Later, it was the brother of Ying Biao's wife who went to the mortuary to claim the bodies and bury them."
Ying Xi paused, his expression blank. His wife's brothers?
Her stepfather, Yingqi, had two sons and a daughter with his first wife, Li, and died of illness in the tenth year.
Three years later, he married her mother as his second wife.
But the good days didn't last long. The Ying family suffered a great calamity, and none of them escaped.
After his stepfather remarried, his wife's brothers rarely interacted with the Ying family, only occasionally visiting to see how their nephews and nieces were doing.
Unexpectedly, after the Ying family's misfortune, it was they who handled the funeral arrangements.
Yingxi didn't know where Li's family home was, as he had never been there before, so he could only ask Tanping.
Tan Ping wasn't sure either, so he said, "Wait a moment, I'll ask around for you."
"Thank you, Brother Tan."
Tan Ping waved his hand, turned around, and went back to his cell.
Yingxi was a little nervous. She knew that if someone collected the bodies of prisoners who died in prison, that would be fine. But if no one did, they would either be thrown into a mass grave or cremated, and their ashes would not be found.
She had been feeling very anxious, always worried that the worst would happen.
Now that he knows someone has taken care of his affairs, Yingxi is grateful to whoever it is.
Suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder. Ying Xi turned around and saw Shu Yu smiling, "Don't be nervous, it's a good thing we found it."
"Um."
Fifteen minutes later, Tan Ping returned.
He had changed into clean casual clothes, and the damp, bloody smell on his body had dissipated considerably. He said to Xi, "The Li family is on Dafang Street, but we don't know their exact location yet. Let's go to Dafang Street first and ask around."
"OK."
Tan Ping turned his head and looked at Meng Yunzheng in the carriage, "Young master, will you wait here for a while?"
"No need, Dafang Street must be quite far, it'll be faster to get there by car."
Dafang Street is indeed not close. If it were close, Tan Ping, who has always lived and worked in this area, would know about it.
Tan Ping was somewhat surprised, and this time he was even more convinced that the master that Ying Xi and her brother had encountered was kind-hearted, for he was actually so good to a little maid.
Since the other party had offered, Tan Ping did not refuse. However, he did not go into the carriage. Instead, he sat on the carriage shaft, took the reins from Ying Xi, and drove the carriage himself.
Upon arriving at Dafang Street, Tan Ping got off first and asked around among the neighbors.
Fortunately, they were lucky. The second person they asked happened to know their family and took them directly to the Li family's door.
Tan Ping went up and knocked on the door. A man in his fifties, with some gray at the temples, quickly came out and squinted at the people at the door. "Who are you looking for?"
Tan Ping introduced himself, and the other man's expression changed slightly upon hearing that he was a prison guard. He said nervously, "I...we haven't committed any crime. What are you doing here at my house?"
"We want to find out where Ying Qi and his wife are buried now."
The man frowned. "Why are you asking them? This happened several years ago. Could there be some problems with the case again? But the person is dead."
(End of this chapter)
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