I bring bad luck to my husband, you bring bad luck to your wife.

Wu Xiucai tricked her, saying that a family in another village had too many sons and couldn't afford to raise them all, so they were willing to exchange sons with them.

"He grew up on your milk and took my surname, Wu, so he's our child. From now on, he'll be our son."

Aunt Wu knew things weren't that simple, but she held back.

Because at this moment, she desperately needed a son to help her hold her head high in the village.

"I was so naive back then that I thought the worst thing about this kid was that he was born out of wedlock with some widow. Who knew his birth mother was a prostitute."

Because at that time, Scholar Wu often took Qi Laizi to the market, Aunt Wu was suspicious and secretly followed them.

I was shocked to see Wu Xiucai having dinner and shopping with Qi Laizi and a woman. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a family of three.

After asking around a bit, Aunt Wu found out what the woman did for a living.

"He had a child with a prostitute and brought it home for me to raise. But where is my daughter? I argued with him and asked him where my child was. He actually said he didn't know and that he just abandoned her on the side of the road when he went to pick up his son."

Even when she made a scene later, Wu Xiucai told her that most of the money he had brought home over the years came from that prostitute, and that the money they used to repair their house was also paid for by that prostitute.

If you keep making a fuss, not only will your family be starving, but haven't you already been gossiped about enough by those long-tongued women in the village?

At this point, Aunt Wu broke down emotionally.

"Have you seen that birth mother? What did she look like?"

"What did he look like? A slutty chick. After the old man died, I kicked that jinx out. Let him go wherever he wants, it's better if he dies out there."

"Take them back, draw portraits of the Seven Scoundrels, and prepare to distribute them to various places. These bastards can't go far without a pass (travel permit or ID card)." Yang Tongchuan felt that the fragments he had collected could soon be pieced together to form a complete case.

That night, Yang Tongchuan stayed in the village and visited everyone to learn about Qi Laizi and the Wu family from the perspective of others.

According to the villagers, the Wu family's girls were all terribly harmed by Qi Laizi.

With a brother-in-law like that, the six girls all married worse and worse.

"He's incredibly shameless. He goes to his brother-in-law's house to freeload, and he's always taking things that he sees."

"Isn't that right? That year, when the fourth son of the Wu family went back to his parents' home, he took all of his little nephew's silver locks. In the end, Miss Wu returned to her husband's home crying with her child."

"And another thing, I heard he has an addiction, that addiction, he loves sleeping with old widows, and the older they get, the more energetic he becomes..."

The more questions Yang Tongchuan asked, the bigger his head felt. He worried that this rascal might be a lunatic.

The next morning, Yang Tongchuan rushed back to the yamen. He first asked the yamen runner on duty to go home and let his family know he was safe. He also needed to sort out the case and report to the county magistrate.

As Yang Tongchuan left the county magistrate's office, he ran into his elder brother who had come to see him.

"Brother, what brings you here?"

"My family was worried, so I came to check on them."

"Let's go inside and talk."

Inside the police station, Yang Tongchuan ate while discussing the case with his elder brother.

"That Tie Tong probably knows about this too. The living expenses he gives to his adoptive mother are probably all going towards subsidizing the Wu family."

"I think so too. They say a man can be three parts drunk and still cry. This iron boss doesn't need to drink to cry. His acting skills are already superb and have reached the pinnacle."

"By the way, did Olaf throw a tantrum last night?"

"No, the yard was very quiet last night. When I came out this morning, Xuebao didn't seem to be awake yet."

"That's fine then. I was worried that what happened yesterday might have frightened the child and Xiangxi."

"It's understandable to be scared. I came to see you and will go back and talk to them, so your husband can rest assured."

"Big brother, wait for me a moment."

Yang Tongchuan returned to the table, took out a pen and paper and began to scribble. Yang Tongshan leaned forward to watch.

"Big brother, don't look."

"cut."

After finishing the painting, Yang Tongchuan carefully blew the ink dry, folded it neatly, put it into an envelope, and then sealed the envelope with a wax seal.

"Brother, take this back to Xiangxi for me, don't peek."

Am I that kind of person?

"I never secretly read the love letters you wrote to your sister-in-law when you were little."

"How did you know I wrote to your sister-in-law... You little brat!" Yang Tongshan punched his younger brother twice in the police station before leaving, venting his anger.

After seeing his elder brother off, Yang Tongchuan got back to work.

There are still many things that haven't been investigated, such as where the first crime scene was, who among these people was telling the truth and who was lying. There are many things that Yang Tongchuan needs to handle.

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Meanwhile, Xiangxi was anxiously waiting at home.

Xuebao woke up, her little eyes darting around, and discovered that the man who changed her diaper every morning was gone.

"Looking for your dad? He's not home these days and can't take care of you."

Xiangxi cleaned Xuebao up and carried him to the main hall for breakfast.

Yanzi steamed a smooth and tender egg custard for Xuebao.

Xiangxi carefully mashed the steamed egg custard a little with a spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and then fed it to Xuebao.

Xuebao doesn't like to eat it; he swallows little and spits out most of it.

"He's not hungry, he's just craving goat's milk. I'll hold him, you eat first." Ming Le had eaten little in the morning and had already finished, so he picked up Xue Bao and took him to play in the yard for a while.

Swallow followed behind with the steamed egg custard, seizing every opportunity to add a spoonful to Xuebao's bowl.

Xiangxi felt that spoiling the child like this was not a good thing, but seeing that her in-laws didn't say anything, she didn't dare to say anything more.

Yang Tongshan returned home after the family had finished breakfast.

"This is from the second brother." Yang Tongshan handed the envelope to Xiangxi.

Without much thought, Xiangxi opened the envelope in front of everyone.

Inside were not letters, but two pictures. One depicted Yang Tongchuan going to the countryside to arrest people, and the other was a self-portrait of Yang Tongchuan, with four large characters next to it: "Seeing things reminds me of people".

Xiangxi's face flushed red instantly.

"Is your second brother afraid you'll be scared at night, so he wants you to put his portrait by your bedside to ward off evil spirits?" Ming Le teased, holding the child and looking at Xiang Xi's flushed face.

Xiangxi ran back to the west wing, feeling shy.

Behind them came the sound of a family's good-natured laughter.

There was no one in the room, so Xiangxi took out the two pictures again and looked at them carefully.

The first story is about Yang Tongchuan bringing many people from the countryside to interrogate, and telling Xiangxi that everything is safe and he can rest assured.

The second picture is a self-portrait of Yang Tongchuan, dressed in a constable's uniform with a knife hanging at his waist, looking majestic.

It's more like flirting.

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On the government side, the reward notice and the arrest warrant have been issued.

The chisel that had fallen into the lotus pond was finally retrieved with great difficulty.

No wonder the wounds were different sizes; it turns out the two chisels were different sizes.

The suspect likely used a knife with both hands to commit the crime.

Unable to sit idly by and wait for their fate, Yang Tongchuan led the constables back to the deceased's house to see if there was anything they had overlooked.