Chapter 410 (1/2)

Feng Zhongliang sat for a while, lifted the quilt, and beckoned Liu to help himself up.

Xiao Liu wants to persuade him, but he insists on getting up. His temper is stubborn, and Xiao Liu has no way to take him.

The table where he and janssel had dinner last night had been cleaned up by the servants, and the marks on it had been wiped clean. He pulled the chair with his hands without a sling needle. Xiao Liu was worried about his shaking appearance:

”be careful.”

He helped him pull out the chair. Feng Zhongliang sat down and sat down in the position where Jiang se had sat yesterday. He recalled the look of Jiang se when he wrote last night, and tried to think whether she was writing ”mouth” in a circle.

This matter is too important for him to speculate.

He tried to draw it several times, but the more he drew, the less sober he was.

Last night, he had a rare interest in drinking, and many things were not clearly remembered at this time.

He called Xiao Liu again, ”you go and sit where I sat yesterday.”

Xiao Liu didn't know where he was. Seeing that he insisted, he had to sit down as he told him. He drew several times and asked Xiao Liu, ”do you see how I write?”

Xiao Liu nodded, some unclear inside: ”see.”

”Was that what the lady wrote last night?”

Instinctively, he has already regarded Jiang se as his granddaughter, but he still doesn't know it.

Xiao Liu was afraid to answer such a question.

Feng Zhongliang's expression was strange, and his question was also strange. He said honestly:

”master, I stood far away last night. I only heard you and Miss Jiang chatting, so I suddenly blamed her.”

”What do I blame?” Feng Zhongliang touched the table and asked. Xiao Liu thought for a moment. He could not remember the original words clearly, but he still remembered the meaning: ”it's wrong! How many times have you said that the word ”mouth” is not in this order. From small to large, I will never change it after repeated education! ”

After saying this, he mentioned the writing method of the word ”mouth”, which proved Feng Zhongliang's conjecture.

At this moment, tears appeared in Feng Zhongliang's eyes.

When there are too many coincidences, they can no longer be regarded as coincidences. For Feng Zhongliang, such strange things should be nonsense. But at this time, he always felt that his granddaughter might return to his side in another way.

However, such a thing is too strange, unheard of and of great importance. He can't be so arbitrary. He needs to find more evidence to prove his own conjecture.

Feng Zhongliang held the table in his hand, with a dropper on the back of his hand. His expression was complex, his eyes were sad, and he was happy with tears.

”If you want to know what happened last night, you might as well call Miss Jiang and ask her to ask.”

Xiao Liu did not know what Feng Zhongliang was thinking and hesitated to propose.

”Not for the time being.” Feng Zhongliang shook his head, this thing can not be rash impulse to carry out, ”I am now like this, call her to come over is also a blind worry.”

After a long time, he looked at the time and asked:

”what time is it?”