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After she finished, she looked at Jin Xiaolou: ”What, the person you're looking for, could it be him?”

Jin Xiaolou rolled her eyes. She had never seen this person before in Autumn Moon, so this made her even more suspicious of him. She took the opportunity to nod her head, ”Yes, they look alike.”

”What? It's really him?” ”Why are you looking for him?”

Jin Xiaolou racked her brains quickly: ”I came to look for my hometown, and when I was young, we lived in the same neighborhood, we played together.”

”Same village?” The aunt waved her hand, ”Then you must have seen wrongly, do you know where Da Chun is from?”

The aunt continued, ”Changba Village!”

”Dongling Changba Village!” Seeing that Jin Xiaolou was still confused, she excitedly raised her voice, ”You don't know about Changba Village? Thirteen years ago, during the great earthquake at Changba Village in Dongling, when the mountains collapsed and surrounded the lake, it rained heavily one day. The lake broke the embankment and poured into the Changba Village, causing everyone in the village to die. It was fortunate that he was able to swim well, not only did she manage to live, he even managed to save his own sister, but that sister was also only left with half a life, and had not been raised to the present day. Tell me, how did he end up in the same hometown? ”

Jin Xiaolou was startled, she did not expect Da Chun to not be from the same hometown.

However, after knowing that he was good at swimming, Jin Xiaolou was even more certain that the Da Chun from the Autumn Moon Wine was the culprit.

However, how could he think of a reason? Since he could make this aunt believe his words, it would be best for her to help him in taking a look at Da Chun's feet …

There was a good chance that the murderer had stepped on a wooden thorn. It was always better to take a look.

My family is in Qingyang Village. There is a rich family in the village with the surname of Song, and this Song family has been suffering from a serious illness recently. They asked me to come out and find their only son, who was still young and lost. ”Song Fuhu and I were neighbors, lived close to each other, and had a good relationship with his son as a child. Thus, I was asked by him to look for someone.

”Song Fuhu's son went missing a long time ago, so it's possible that he was taken to Changba Village.” Jin Xiaolou continued, ”That big brother of the Song Family had a big black mole on his feet. If not, aunty would think of a way to help me take a look, if it really was him, I would definitely reward him handsomely!”

As Jin Xiaolou spoke, she took out a silver coin from her bosom and stuffed it into the hands of her aunt, ”This is hard work.

”Ouch!” The aunt almost fainted when she saw the silver. She took a bite and quickly put it away, ”I never thought that there would be such a thing. I'm afraid the Song family is going to find their son to inherit their family business!”

Jin Xiaolou nodded.

”Since that's the case, I will immediately ask Da Chun to personally take off his shoes and socks for you to see!” The aunt shouted, ”If it's such a good thing and it's really Da Chun, then the two siblings' bitter days have finally come to an end!”

”Don't!” Jin Xiaolou pulled at the aunt who was about to leave, ”Aunt, think about it, if it wasn't for Da Chun, if you let this news out and made him happy, wouldn't it be just adding on to his disappointment?”

”It's best to watch him secretly. When he's confirmed, we can tell him later.”

After Jin Xiaolou finished speaking, the big aunt immediately held onto her chest: ”Not bad, not bad, young lady is still young, my thoughts are indeed thoughtful.”

Those who were used to living in poverty were not afraid of the dark, but of the light that suddenly descended before them. The light almost entered, but it could not pierce through the layer of oily yellow paper in front of them.

Disappointment is worse than no hope.

”Leave this matter to me, little lady. Come back tomorrow, I will definitely help you settle this matter.”

Early morning of the second day, Jin Xiaolou was already outside the Eight Li Lane. Yesterday, the big aunt's figure quickly appeared, and with just a look at her expression, Jin Xiaolou knew that the situation was not as big aunt wished.

When she saw Jin Xiaolou, the aunt pulled her hand and sat by the well: ”I spent a lot of effort in making tofu soup and sent it to Da Chun's family last night. I served Sister Da Chun while she drank it and boiled some hot water to help her wash her feet.”

The aunt rubbed her hands together, ”It's just right time, Da Chun is back, so I shouted for him to wash up as well.”

”At first, he wouldn't take off his shoes or socks. If it wasn't for the fact that I have always been close to them, I'm afraid that he would have come to chase me away with a dark face. ” The aunt sighed. ”It wasn't easy to convince him, so I widened my shoes and socks and put them in the footbasin. I secretly lowered my head to look, but unfortunately … Da Chun just did not have such a good life, his feet were completely clean without a big black mole! ”

Jin Xiaolou had already known the outcome. The big black mole was just making it up, so she hurriedly asked her what she wanted to know. ”Is both my feet clean?”

The aunt shook her head and muttered, ”There are three small cuts on the left foot. They are about the size of a peanut and have yet to form a scab. I don't know how, but they hurt.”

”Look at how fast he walks, why do he have so many wounds on his feet?”

Jin Xiaolou pursed her lips and smiled: ”Auntie, it seems like this Da Chun isn't from the same village that I was looking for.”

Saying so, he stood up and walked towards the yamen.

Gao Lang was right, the killer did step on a wooden thorn, it was just that in order to hide the truth, he had pretended to have wounds on his leg.

Now that the evidence was conclusive, he could finally report it to the Registrar Official.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the yamen, she found out that the young master had lost his County Magistrate Mansion, and Jin Xiaolou hurriedly turned her head towards the County Magistrate Mansion.

Just as she walked to the County Magistrate Mansion entrance, Jin Xiaolou saw Liu Yuyan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Liu Yuyan wore a long jacket that had been washed until it was old. Her hair was combed meticulously, but there was not a single piece of jewelry on her head.

They were right next to the side door, arguing with the Little Maid in the manor.