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Chapter 92 The Hidden Secret? The Results Are Out? Can't Wait Any Longer?

"Gossip? So what if they gossip? Do you think I'm afraid they won't gossip?"

Shen An, holding a kitchen knife, gestured and pointed in the direction of Song Xiong's house, and the Border Collie barked a few times in response.

"Woof woof!" That's right!
"I knew from the start that that scoundrel wasn't a good person. He never liked studying and hung out with a bunch of thugs. He tricked Yao Yao into dating him and insisted on marrying him. If it weren't for Yao Yao..."

"enough!"

Yang Ruolan interrupted him loudly with a stern face.

Shen An then realized that there were outsiders in the courtyard. He opened his mouth, but with a stern face, he picked up his knife and went back to the kitchen without saying a word.

It wasn't Yao Yao... what?
Nan Shu keenly sensed that there seemed to be other undiscovered secrets hidden within.

"Young man, I'm sorry, but my husband has this kind of temper. He gets angry easily. He's gotten a little better in recent years."

Yang Ruolan gave a dry laugh and apologized.

"It's ok."

Nan Punian was experienced in handling cases and could tell that the two were hiding something, but he did not delve into it. Instead, he continued the previous topic.

"Aunt Yang, we're here today to ask who Shen Yao saw before she disappeared? Did she have any particularly close friends?"

“One of my close friends… is a girl from the neighboring Qingyu Village, who is also Yaoyao’s high school classmate. Her name is Wu Min. Last month during summer vacation, she even asked me… if Yaoyao had come back yet…”

At this point, Yang Ruolan paused, her eyes gradually reddening, and her voice becoming choked with emotion.

"As for whether she met anyone... I don't know. A year and a half ago, Yao Yao had a big fight with her father and ran away from home. Later, we received a text message from her saying that she was going out to work with her friends."

"But she'd been gone for six months. We called her, but no one answered. We could still receive her text messages, though. Later, we heard from villagers that this meant she'd likely been tricked into a pyramid scheme, so we reported it to the police..."

What Yang Ruolan said did match the data retrieved from the telecommunications company.

"What's the deal with Shen Yao and Song Xiong? I heard they're a couple?"

Nan Punian then asked.

"Yes... Song Xiong is five years older than Yao Yao."

Nan Shu noticed that Yang Ruolan's expression immediately darkened after Song Xiong was mentioned, revealing her dislike for him.

“The two of them were indeed together. After Yao Yao had a big fight with her father, we initially thought she had gone to find Song Xiong, so we went to his house to look for her, but we couldn’t find her. Then we received the news that Yao Yao had gone out to work.”

Yang Ruolan sighed heavily, "We never agreed to them being together in the first place. We thought it would be good for Yaoyao to go out and work, meet more people, and then she would realize that Song Xiong wasn't all that great, just..."

At this point, Yang Ruolan raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye. Perhaps because she had been bending over and folding boxes for a long time, her back was slightly bent and her body was hunched.

“Young comrade, for the past six months, I haven’t been able to sleep at night. As soon as I lie down, I dream that Yao Yao is calling for help in her dream, saying that she can’t breathe.”

"Do you think it's possible that Yao Yao has already..."

Nan Punian pursed his lips, unable to answer the question.

If those remains really belong to Shen Yao, wouldn't that be considered a mother and daughter being of one heart?

My phone vibrated twice in my pocket.

Nan Punian took out his phone, glanced at the message, and his expression darkened.

He looked up and met Nan Shu's gaze.

Nan Shu knew it.

The DNA results are in, and they match those of Yang Ruolan and her husband.

Those remains belonged to Shen Yao.

Shen Yao was the couple's late-life daughter, and the mere thought of her disappearance had already worn them down to this state. If they knew the truth… “Aunt Yang, it’s getting late, we should probably be leaving soon.”

Nan Punian chose to keep it a secret for the time being.

Yang Ruolan stood up as well. "You two, aren't you going to stay for dinner?" She looked at the two of them with a hint of expectation; they were so lonely.

The couple, along with their daughter's dog, are getting old. The dog is aging, and so are they. Shen Yao hasn't been seen for a year, and apart from the occasional question from a neighbor, no one has mentioned their daughter's name to the couple for a long time.

They didn't know how much longer they would have to wait, and if they never got to see her again, would anyone ever care about a girl named 'Shen Yao' again?

So they were actually happy that Nan Punian and Nan Shu were willing to come and chat with them. It was nice that someone still remembered Yao Yao.

"No, Aunt Yang, we don't need to trouble you. We have to go see a friend. Next time, we'll definitely try your cooking."

Nanpu Niandao.

"Okay, you must come next time! I'll have Yao Yao's dad kill a chicken for you!"

"Okay... By the way, Aunt Yang, could you give me Wu Min's phone number? I have some questions I'd like to ask her."

Yang Ruolan nodded, took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from her pocket. It was a model that had long been phased out of the market, a button-operated type. Nan Punian wrote down the phone number.

"Aunt Yang, did Yao Yao give you this little bell?"

Nan Shu listened silently the whole time. Just before getting into the car, she pointed to the bell around the Border Collie's neck and asked a question.

The Border Collie has a collar around its neck, which is a bit faded. There is a bell attached to the bottom, but it doesn't ring and has no clapper. It looks more like a decoration. If you look closely, you will find that the pattern on it is not a pattern, but the Chinese character "瑶" (Yao).

"Yes, Yao Yao specially ordered them online, one for Cong Cong and one for Yao Yao."

When Yang Ruolan talks about her daughter, a loving smile always appears on her face.

When Congcong heard Yang Ruolan mention his name, his tail wagged.

“Congcong is a puppy that Yao Yao found when she was in junior high school. In the blink of an eye, it is already ten years old.”

Congcong seemed to sense Yang Ruolan's sadness, walked over to her, and lay down silently.

Ten years old is equivalent to old age in a person, so it's an old fellow.

The three chatted for a few more minutes, then the two got into the car. After driving a few dozen meters, Nan Shu looked back and could still see Yang Ruolan standing at the door.

I felt inexplicably suffocated.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nan Punian glanced at her and asked softly.

"Well... a little."

Nan Shu let out a heavy sigh. Even though she had known for a long time that behind every corpse was a broken family, seeing it with her own eyes was still different.

"Drink of water."

Nan Punian handed her a bottle of mineral water and turned the steering wheel around.

Nan Shu unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, glanced in the direction, and was somewhat puzzled; this was not the road out of the village.

"Get yourself together and I'll take you out to have some fun."

Nan Punian looked ahead and spoke.

Nan Shu: ?
Seeing Nan Punian drive around in circles and back to the village entrance, she understood when her gaze fell on the gate with the character '囍' pasted on it.

(End of this chapter)