My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Chapter 113

The fire in Zhao Hanlin's house was not necessarily a pure accident, it was very possible for someone to make money and kill.

From what the grandmother said, it wasn't hard to hear that as long as the people in the village noticed, they could tell Zhao Hanlin's whereabouts.

Qi Anyan brought his one-year-old son back to his family home the day before the fire. It shouldn't be a secret here. Do not hesitate to ask.

And Zhao Hanlin also went to the city to discuss business that day. Maybe in a few days. Then there would be no one in Zhao Hanlin's house. Naturally, it would be easier for thieves to commit crimes.

Before the thief committed the crime, he would have already inquired about the whereabouts of the Zhao Hanlin family.

Just an accident that happened in the midst of it all, that is, Zhao Hanlin returned to her home early that night because she was going to send back her paralyzed grandmother.

Unexpectedly, he happened to meet the thief, and the thief kept killing people.

In order to hide his whereabouts, the thief made an accidental fire and destroyed all the evidence.

Of course, above was only Lu Zijia's current guess. As for the truth, we will continue to investigate.

But he had a hunch that the ghost must have something to do with that year's fire.

After saying goodbye to the old grandmother, Lu Zijia pretended to leave, but turned around and took another path to Zhao Hanlin's burning home.

Zhao Hanlin's burning house was a small two-story building. More than 20 years ago, it could be seen that his family was in excellent shape.

It was a pity that the two-story building was now blackened, and since it had long since collapsed by more than half, it looked like a small ruin.

Lu Zijia stood in front of the ruins for a while, her brows gradually frowned, and her eyes twinkled.

No, Zhao Hanlin's house, which burned down that year, did not even have the slightest bit of sadness or hatred.

If that ghost was Zhao Hanlin, there was no reason for this place to be immoral.

Lu Zijia stood up for a while, then quickly left, heading for the third destination.

The third destination was the old house where Qi Anyan and his son lived.

"Nothing..."

Lu Zijia looked at the house built with a mud wall in front of her, which was less than 80 square meters in area, and her eyes re-thought.

Immediately, Lu Zijia rushed to the last destination - the hospital where Qi Anyan now lived.

The hospital where Qi Anyan was staying had been moved from the city to the city yesterday, which was convenient for Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia asked the nurse at the front desk, and walked straight to Qi Anyan's ward.

"who are you looking for?"

Lu Zijia stood before the door of the ward, and just as she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, a gentle male voice sounded behind her.

Lu Zijia turned around and saw a young man around 23 years old, holding a thermal insulation box in his hand, walking towards him while looking at him curiously.

Seeing that the young man's destination was the ward where he was going to knock on the door, plus his age, Lu Zijia quickly guessed the young man's identity.

"Hello, are you Mr Zhao Hengliang Zhao?"

Lu Zijia asked politely, and then introduced herself again, "My name is Lu Zijia, I came to visit Miss Qi on behalf of the Zhao Wentian family."

After listening to Lu Zijia's introduction, Zhao Hengliang was still a little wary, so he immediately let go.

immediately greeted Lu Zijia with more enthusiasm, "Uncle Zhao asked you to come, Uncle Zhao is very interested.

Can you tell Uncle Zhao, my mother's condition is much better, and she can be discharged from the hospital in two days. "

When Zhao Wentian was mentioned, Lu Zijia could clearly see that she was very grateful to Zhao Wentian.

Lu Zijia smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I'll tell you about it.

Zhao Hengliang thought that Lu Zijia wanted to see with her own eyes that her mother was fine, so that she could return to business, she did not hesitate to say that there was no problem, she said, and quickly invited people in.

To Zhao Hengliang, Zhao Wentian was the savior of their mother and son.

While Lu Zijia was sent by Zhao Wentian to visit their mother and son, they naturally had to comfort them.

"Xiao Liang, is your uncle Zhao here?"

Qi Anyan, who heard voices outside the ward, asked when Zhao Hengliang opened the door of the ward.

Seeing his mother about to sit up from the hospital bed, Zhao Hengliang hurriedly walked over, placed the insulation box in his hand, and helped her sit down.

"I'm fine, you don't have to be so nervous."

Seeing the cautious appearance of his son, Qi Anyan said sadly and amusedly.

Unfortunately, it was because my body was incapable, and I had hurt my son for many years.

Qi Anyan had always felt ashamed of her son. If she didn't really want to leave her son alone, she would definitely want to accompany her husband.

After Zhao Hengliang helped his mother sit down, he smiled and replied to her mother's words earlier, "Mom, Uncle Zhao didn't come today, but let someone visit you on her behalf."

Speaking, Zhao Hengliang moved away slightly, revealing Lu Zijia standing behind him, and introduced, "Mom, this Miss Lu is here on behalf of Uncle Zhao."

While Qi Anyan was staring at Lu Zijia, Lu Zijia was looking at him again.

Qi Anyan in front of him, even though he was almost fifty years old, his face was rather weak and pale, but it was still not difficult to see the beauty of his youth.

It could be seen that when she was young, she was a rare beauty.

"Hello, Miss Qi."

Lu Zijia was the first to greet Qi Anyan with a smile.

Qi Anyan also had a friendly smile on her face, and warmly greeted Lu Zijia to sit down.

then said, "Wen Tian was very interested. As a classmate, she has been doing her best to help us mother and son for many years. Our mother and son are very grateful.

Only this time, if he doesn't take me to the hospital in time, I'm afraid I won't see my son. "

Qi Anyan was full of feelings and said with gratitude.

It could be seen that his gratitude to Zhao Wentian was no less than Zhao Hengliang's son.

After a pause, Qi Anyan sighed slightly, his face pale with a hint of bitterness.

"Only, since she helped us mother and son, the people outside would definitely gossip.

Furthermore, I don't want Sister Yuhua to misunderstand me. I also ask Miss Lu, after you return, to help me persuade Wentian to stop helping our mother and son in this way.

His wonderful kindness, our mother and son will remember him for life.

As for avenging him, our mother and son will not be able to repay him in this life, we can only repay him in the next life. "

With Zhao Wentian's status today, Qi Anyan and her mother had nothing to pay.

This point, Qi Anyan, mother and son was very clear.

As it became clear, they were increasingly grateful to Zhao Wentian for so many years.

also repeatedly persuaded not to help them anymore, because the mother and child really do not know how to repay the increasing kindness.

Zhao Hengliang at the side also said, "Yes, I have graduated from university now and have found a good job. I will definitely be able to take care of my mother in the future.

If Uncle Zhao is useful to me in the future, I will definitely not refuse. "