Panguan

When he heard this, he came back from his deep thoughts and frowned: "Who is sleeping with?"

Xia Qiao: "...Hmm."

What kind of earth-shattering question is this?

"Oh." Wen Shi just realized what he said and what he said. He relaxed his eyebrows and walked towards the nearest room. He pinched his Adam's apple with an expressionless face and said vaguely: "It's almost the same. Let's take a look at which rooms it is."

Although the Shen family's house has a strange structure, it is really big and has many rooms. There are already so many bedrooms, studies, cloakrooms, and storage rooms upstairs. There is still no shortage of these downstairs, but there is an extra kitchen.

"Mother Cai lives here." Shen Manyi suddenly pointed to the bedroom next to the kitchen and said.

"I feel the benefit of bringing this eldest lady." Dadong said: "It saves us the trouble of rummaging through boxes and boxes to identify the owner."

That being said, they walked over to the closet to make sure.

"This wet nurse is well treated, and the room is bigger than the one I live in." Dadong was still the first to walk as usual, and opened the closet door while talking, but the next second, his hand shook.

There is only one set of clothes hanging in Mama Cai's huge wardrobe, bright red, made of silk, with festive bat patterns embroidered on it.

There is a quilt under the clothes. It is very thin and square and neatly folded. The pattern that matches the clothes is placed on top. It is also bright red and made of silk.

Sun Siqi rubbed his arms: "Is this a cheongsam? The color looks horrifying. Is it a cheongsam?"

"What a fool?" Zhou Xu retorted unceremoniously, "What are you doing here, wet nurse?"

Xia Qiao murmured, "This is the shroud."

Sun Siqi was shocked: "What clothes?"

"Shroud." Xia Qiao explained in a low voice, "The clothes worn by the dead. I gave them to my grandfather when he passed away. I have seen them in the store. They are women's clothes."

He pointed to the quilt and said, "This is a quilt, and it is also used to wrap——"

Before the word "corpse" came out of his mouth, Sun Siqi's face turned pale.

When I heard this, I lifted up the hanging bright red shroud, revealing the hat, pillow, and cotton socks placed behind it.

"There is still one thing missing." Xia Qiao, who has always been timid, responded well to this matter, probably because he helped his grandfather wear a complete set. His temperament at this time was a bit close to the ghostly appearance he had when he was a child.

Xia Qiao put his head into the cabinet to look for it and muttered, "Eh? Where is it?"

"What are you looking for?" Dadong asked.

"Where are the shoes? There are no longevity shoes." Xia Qiao said.

"The shoes are over there." Wenshi pointed to somewhere behind them.

Everyone was stunned and turned around following his gaze, seeing a pair of similarly bright red silk embroidered shoes placed beside the bed. The toes of the shoes were pointed in their direction, as if someone was wearing those shoes and sitting there watching them quietly for a long time.

Xia Qiao, who had just calmed down for a few seconds, tasted it carefully and was frightened out of his wits.

He, Zhou Xu and Sun Siqi crowded together, like three quails nesting together, and moved to the place closest to Wen Shi, so he felt a little safer.

"Are you doing this to scare people?" Dadong tried to calm down.

When Wenshi turned to look at Shen Manyi, she asked, "What do you think Mama Cai usually wears?"

Shen Manyi slowly raised her eyes, pointed to the shroud in the cabinet, and said softly: "This."

The room fell silent.

Wen Shi thought for a while and opened the other side of the closet. There were many little girls' skirts and clothes hanging neatly inside. It is completely different from Cai’s mother’s wardrobe.

He walked towards the door again, and Shen Manyi followed step by step. The three quails and Dadong followed closely behind, leaving Lao Mao Dian behind.

"Where do your brother and nanny's son live?" Wenshi asked Shen Manyi again.

Shen Manyi flinched, as if hearing the word "brother" was not good. She hesitated for a long time and pointed to the ceiling.

"I said downstairs." Wenshi said.

Shen Manyi shook her head, pointed to two more rooms and said, "Maybe it's over there."

When he heard about it, he suddenly remembered that the young master of the Shen family originally slept upstairs, but moved downstairs because of Shen Manyi's disappearance. At least that's what the story says.

Shen Manyi was already dead at that time, so of course she didn't know which room they lived in.

Wen Shi paused as he walked towards the two rooms, and said in a deep voice to Shen Manyi who was following him, "I'm sorry."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to realize that he was talking to her. She raised her face, followed Wen Shi's footsteps, looked at him blankly, and responded softly: "It's okay."

The room Shen Manyi pointed to was correct, both of them were occupied by people.

They also opened the closet, and in one of the rooms they saw elegant long shirts, two Western-style suits, and several Chinese-style silk jackets.

There are a few books on the bedside table. Not surprisingly, this is where the housekeeper and Mr. Li live.

In another room, young boys' clothes were hung, mostly Western-style suits and vests of different sizes. It should be where the young master and the nanny's son live.

"So..." Zhou Xu murmured: "Everyone is wearing normal clothes, only the wet nurse is wearing a shroud. What do you mean? She has died long ago?"

When I heard it: "Absolutely."

"But it's not right. Shen Manyi's words are all about Mother Cai, and it sounds like she is alive. The young master also mentioned Mother Cai in his diary. Changing places

Blanket or something..."