At this moment, Yun Qiao suddenly had an idea in his mind.
so……
Is it possible that the real murderer's leg is still good, and he just got injured in the back two kilos and became lame?
Thinking of this possibility, Yun Qiao became excited.
But then she thought, if that was the case, she wouldn't be able to identify the suspect now. She could only wait until the real murderer became lame.
In an instant, Yun Qiao became listless again.
She hated waiting and hated the feeling of the unknown.
Yun Qiao's expression flickered between bright and gloomy, which made Bai Qiu extremely worried. Fearing she had truly gone insane, he spoke to her in comfort, "Yun Qiao, I think you're just overthinking it. Dreams are just dreams, they're all fake, and they definitely don't match up with reality. Don't dwell on it so much."
Bai Qiu patted her hands and said, "Okay, don't just sit there. Get up and get some sun by the door. It's bad luck."
Yun Qiao nodded weakly, threw off the quilt and got out of bed. Her legs were a little weak, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, her body swayed uncontrollably.
Bai Qiu reached out to support her and asked, "Yun Qiao, you were drunk at noon. Are you dizzy now?"
Yun Qiao still had some impression of himself drinking, but it was just a little impression.
My memory stopped abruptly at the dinner table, and I have no idea how I ended up sleeping on the kang.
Yun Qiao shook his head: "I'm not dizzy anymore, but I feel a little heavy at the back of my head."
"It's like this when you're drunk. It'll be fine after a while." Bai Qiu asked her, "Do you want to go to the bathroom after just waking up? Or should I help you?"
Yun Qiao waved his hand: "No, I just need to go to the bathroom, I can do it myself."
After coming back from the toilet, Yun Qiao washed his hands, then moved a small stool and sat at the door of the main room to bask in the sun.
It should be mid-afternoon now. The sun is slightly westward, and the light is not as harsh as at noon. It feels soft and warm on the body.
Seeing Yun Qiao constantly covering the back of her head with her hands, Bai Qiu thought she was still feeling unwell, so she said, "Yun Qiao, your head still hurts, doesn't it? Sit down first, and I'll make you a bowl of brown sugar water."
After saying that, she walked into the house and took out a glass canning jar of brown sugar from the cupboard. She scooped out a scoop of brown sugar and poured hot water into half a bowl of brown sugar water. She handed it to Yun Qiao: "Drink a couple of sips of brown sugar water to sober up, and you'll feel better."
"good."
Supplies were scarce at the time, and brown sugar water didn't really have much of an effect on sobering up, it was just a spiritual comfort at best. The only thing that truly sobered up was honey water, but honey was a rare commodity, and unsophisticated country folk wouldn't find it all day long.
The sugar water was a little hot, and Yun Qiao sipped it slowly. He asked Bai Qiu, "Aunt, are you home alone? Where are my uncle and Brother He? Why can't I see any sign of them?"
Bai Qiu said, "Your uncle is at work. He's already taken a leave of absence at noon, so he can't take another leave in the afternoon, otherwise the villagers will be dissatisfied. As for Tingjun, he's on the mountain looking for Captain Zhang of the logging team."
"Is Captain Zhang from the logging team the husband of Sister Sanbao?" Yun Qiao took the opportunity to inquire about other people in the village.
Bai Qiu said, "No. Sister Sanbao's husband is Zhang Bao, and he works for the village transport team. Your uncle used his car to deliver something to you a while ago. You should have seen it."
"Yes, I have seen him." Yun Qiao said, "He was very tall and strong, wearing a black leather coat. He looked like a black bear in the mountains."
"Yes, it's him. He's as strong as a bear. I heard from Sister Sanbao that he weighs more than 20 pounds." Bai Qiu smiled and said, "Captain Zhang of the logging team is called Zhang Hu, and he is a cousin of Zhang Bao."
Yun Qiao: "Is Zhang Hu also very strong?"
Bai Qiu: "About the same. They have the same grandfather, and they look and are similar in build."
Yun Qiao nodded and said nothing more.
Although the murderer in her dream was strong, he was not as strong as a bear.
After eliminating two more people, Yun Qiao lowered his eyes and drank the sugar water absentmindedly.
Speaking of which, before Yun Qiao finished her bowl of sugar water, He Tingjun came over with a dry branch as thick as a bowl on his shoulder, intending to use it as firewood for home.
Seeing Yun Qiao, He Tingjun's ears turned red and his expression became a little unnatural, "Yun Qiao has woken up."
Yun Qiao was drunk and had lost his memory. He no longer remembered what he did to He Tingjun after he fell asleep.
She forced a pursed lip and smiled faintly.
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, He Tingjun asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you still in a bad mood after waking up from a sleep?"
Yun Qiao looked listless, so Bai Qiu took the initiative to explain, "Yun Qiao had a bad dream, and has been unhappy since waking up."
"Did you have any bad dreams? Tell me about it too?" He Tingjun asked.
"She dreamed I was murdered, and she said the killer was a cripple. She kept asking me if there were any crippled people in the village, and kept telling me to be careful and not go out at night." Bai Qiu sighed, "I think she was frightened by the dream, and she's a little crazy. It's just a dream, how can I take it seriously?"
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