Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

Chapter 115 Sun Busong

After a few days, Wen Yan collected all the herbs in the space, dried them a little, and then sent them to Wang He.

Perhaps it was still early, and no one was in the shop. Wang He was busy cleaning the cabinets. Seeing Wen Yan coming, he quickly took her backpack: "I was just thinking about you."

Wen Yan smiled and followed her hand to take off the backpack: "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about the medicinal herbs?"

"What medicinal herbs?" Wang He gave her a reproachful look. "It's Luo Zhou. She wants to talk to you about something. I heard that she recently helped you inquire about the courtyard next door and got some clues."

"Really?" Wen Yan's eyes lit up.

"Of course, you wait here. I'll go to the back to deal with the facial cream and call Luo Zhou over." Wang He went in carrying the backpack.

Not long after, Luo Zhou came over with a 16 or 17-year-old embroiderer. "Shopkeeper Wen, this is the embroiderer I just hired. Her name is Ruhua. She lives behind our shop."

Ruhua quickly bowed slightly and said weakly, "Shopkeeper Wen."

Wen Yan nodded slightly: "Have you heard about the news about the courtyard next door?"

"Yes, Ruhua knows what happened to this courtyard." Luo Zhou had heard a lot in the past few days, but many different versions of the story spread in and out of the alley, some true and some false. "She and the owner of this courtyard were childhood sweethearts."

Luo Zhou looked at Ruhua, who whispered, "The original resident of that courtyard was named Sun, and he was my brother who grew up with me. At the beginning, both our families were hunters in the mountains, but Brother Sun was very strong and caught a lot of prey, so he made a lot of money."

"Later, he met a very beautiful widow in the town. He fell in love with the widow, but she said she didn't want to go back to the mountains with him. The two of them bought a yard in this town, but Brother Sun still went to the mountains to hunt."

"Later, I was introduced by him and married here. But last year, the widow suddenly wanted to go to the mountain with Brother Sun, and they met a tiger in the mountain. The widow ran back alone and said that Brother Sun had one leg bitten off by the tiger and was dragged away by the tiger..."

"The widow put the house up for sale to the landlord, and it probably hasn't been sold yet..."

Wen Yan nodded slightly. Since she was already in Fang Yazi's hands, she could just go find Fang Yazi. But this Ruhua was a little interesting. She was obviously married, but she seemed to like Sun Liehu.

"And the widow?"

Ruhua: "Remarried."

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, "So fast."

Ruhua didn't say anything, but her expression clearly showed her dissatisfaction with the widow.

But this was someone else's private matter after all, so Wen Yan couldn't ask about it. She told Luo Zhou that she could give him more money when he settled the monthly salary.

He then asked where the house was and went out to look for it.

There are not many places selling houses in Xiahe Town, only two. One is the property of the Yue family, which is near the county government office.

There is another one at the end of the street. Most of the houses here are unsold houses - like those where someone has died or those that need to be sold in a hurry. All of them are here.

The house of Sun the Hunter is located in Linlang Pavilion at the end of the street.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see various shelves with pictures of many houses hung on them.

There aren't many people inside. Most of them are people who didn't see anything satisfactory at Yue's and came here to try their luck.

Seeing someone coming, a waiter immediately came over to talk to Wen Yan: "Madam, whatever kind of house you want, we have it here! Whether it's a single-family house, a two-story house, or a small building like this, we have them all for sale."

"There is a yard next to Yan Ruyu's clothing store on the street. Has it been sold?" Wen Yan asked.

When the clerk heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Yes, but it has been on the market for a long time and has not been sold. My boss has put it away. I will go get it now. Please wait here for a moment."

The waiter invited Wen Yan to sit at the side, and then went to get the blueprint of the house.

The waiter said something to the man behind the counter, who looked over, talked for a while, and then waved his hand.

Wen Yan's heart sank.

Sure enough, the waiter came over and said, "Madam, I'm so sorry. It's a strange thing. This house was originally given to you by Sun's wife. But a few days ago, Sun Bu Song, who was said to have died in the tiger's stomach, suddenly came back to life and came back to take the key, saying that he would not sell it anymore."

Sun Bu Song is back?

Wen Yan inquired, "I heard that this man had one leg bitten off by a tiger, but he was able to come back?"

"That's right!" The waiter quickly described it vividly, "I was shocked when he came that day. His leg was indeed limping, and he had lost a lot of weight. I heard that he was dragged into the mountains by a tiger and got lost and couldn't come back. How pitiful, he's not dead, and his wife has remarried..."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "This man is really a strange person."

"That's right. Madam, I have other places besides this yard. Would you like to take a look?"

Wen Yan refused.

When she went back, Wen Yan went to the gate of the courtyard and saw that the lock on the courtyard had been moved. But Sun Busong was not there, and no one had seen him in the past few days. Otherwise, Luo Zhou and the others were nearby, so how could they not have noticed it?

Just as I was thinking, a deep and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind me: "Who are you?"

Wen Yan looked back and saw that he was lame, skinny and very big. He was obviously lame and should be shorter than the average person, but unexpectedly he was still a head and a half taller than Wen Yan.

"My name is Wen Yan, and I'm the owner of the shop next to yours."

Sun Bu Song limped over to open the door, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"I want to buy your yard. I wonder if you..."

The man responded to Wen Yan with a firm voice: "Not for sale."

Then there was the sound of a door slamming shut.