However, after studying those densely packed red dots for a long time, Shu Jiaying still couldn't figure out anything. Later, she simply drew the positions of all the red dots on paper.
Excluding the ones that cannot be seen at the back, I counted them and found that there were more than forty small red dots.
It’s really amazing. It seems that the original owner’s mother was really cruel to her. This mother actually pricked her with needles more than forty times when she was very young?
No... the ones you can't see at the back are not counted, but sixty stitches are probably necessary.
However, Shu Jiaying couldn't understand. Don't all mothers hope that their daughters will become more beautiful as they grow older? But why did the original owner's mother let her become uglier as she grew older?
What kind of mentality is this? Is Qin Susu a psychopath?
Can’t guess!
Shu Jiaying picked up the paper in her hand and studied it carefully again. She even used the connect-the-dots method to compare, but no matter how she solved it, the red dots were like little ants running around on the paper in no pattern. In the end, she had to surrender.
After putting away the drawing with the red dot on it, Shu Jiaying decided to find a suitable time to go to Zhenghetang to ask Yao Dahai.
As the saying goes, one person's skills are limited, but two people's skills are strong. Maybe after Yao Dahai sees the red spots on her neck, he can find a corresponding method.
Having made up her mind, Shu Jiaying didn't want to think about it anymore. She returned to her room and lay on the simple wooden bed. Thinking that she had to go up the mountain to collect herbs early the next morning, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning, before dawn
“Bang, bang, bang…”
“Bang bang…”
There was a hurried knock on the door of Village Chief Xu's house.
Shu Jiaying, who was sleeping soundly, rubbed her sleepy eyes, glanced at Grandma Xu who was still sleeping soundly, put on her shoes and walked out of the house.
Through the door, she asked, "Who's knocking on the door?"
"Sister Jiaying? Are you Sister Jiaying? I'm Xiaohua, wuwuwu... please open the door for me quickly!"
Hearing Xiaohua's crying, Shu Jiaying quickly opened the door.
"Xiaohua? What's wrong with you? Why do you come here so early? Did something happen at home?"
“Wuwuwu…”
As soon as Xiaohua entered the room, she threw herself into Shu Jiaying's arms, crying, "Sister...my dad went out to the river last night to cast traps, but he didn't come home all night. Do you think he'll be in trouble?"
Shu Jiaying's heart skipped a beat.
"Uncle Erlang went out again last night? But Xiaohua, didn't I tell you yesterday to keep an eye on your dad and not let him go out?"
Xiaohua wiped her tears with grievance, and she choked up and said, "I...I told Dad not to go out, but he wouldn't listen. He said he would come back if I threw the trap into the river. He used to do this often, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Wuwuwu...I didn't expect that after I woke up, I found that my father had never come back at all.
Sister Jiaying, what do you think we should do?
Shu Jiaying immediately patted Xiaohua on the back to comfort her, saying, "Uncle Erlang will be fine. He was born and raised in Guangming Village and knows every inch of this place very well. Maybe he stayed overnight at one of his uncles' homes last night. Don't worry, Xiaohua. How about I go with you to the river to look for him first?"
"Sister, before I came to your place, I went to the place where my father usually kept the traps, and he wasn't there."
"Have you found it?"
Xiaohua nodded affirmatively.
"I understand. I called out many times nearby but no one answered. If my father could hear me over there, he would definitely answer me."
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