SIAS Chapter 51.2

Of the three pies, two were reserved for her, one for the evening and tomorrow morning, and the other one was for Yun Guyuan.

After she was done, she went over and knocked on the door.

Yun Guyuan opened the door quickly.

“This is tonight’s meal.” Yi Qingqing handed him the two bowls in her hand.

“Today’s meal is simpler. I’ll make you something better tomorrow.”

Yun Guyuan originally thought that he could only eat the meal she cooked tomorrow, but he didn’t expect to have it today, which was a pleasant surprise.

“My hands are a little dirty. Please come in and help me put it on the table.”

Yi Qingqing had only come to his house on the first night when she and Qian Lailai were cleaning the dust on the kang.

The last time she saw the stove he had built, she had only glanced at it from the door. At that time, the room was still very simple, and the newspapers were only pasted on the side close to the kang.

This time when she came in, she saw that there was an extra bookshelf on the kang, with many books in it, and notebooks on the kang table. There were newspapers on several walls, which were posted more neatly than hers. There were also many more objects and furniture in the room.

“I’ll come to help you step on the soil after I eat.” Yi Qingqing put the bowl on his table.

“No need, I’m almost done. You can rest early after eating. You still have to go to work tomorrow. Don’t get too tired.” Yun Guyuan said.

During these few days of vacation, she had been busy all the time, and he felt distressed when he saw it.

“Okay, then I’ll leave.” Yi Qingqing didn’t insist after hearing him say that it was almost done.

After going back to eat and wash up, she went to bed and went to class again.

Yi Qingqing slept lightly. In the middle of the night, she suddenly heard a soft rustling sound.

She opened her eyes suddenly. There couldn’t be a mouse!

She listened carefully and found that the sound came from the wall beside the kang on the left.

It didn’t sound like a mouse stealing food, but rather like something drilling into the wall.

She turned on the flashlight and tiptoed out of bed, but as soon as she got out of bed, the sound disappeared.

After stopping and listening for a while, she seemed to hear the door of the room next door creak slightly, followed by the sound of footsteps going away.

That was not right. No one lived in the room next to her. Who was in there and what was the person doing?

She remembered that the sound of drilling the wall just now also came from the wall of the room where no one lived, and it seemed to be on the kang near the window. She turned on the flashlight and checked the wall carefully.

“Why is there a hole here?”

If she hadn’t noticed a small amount of dust on the straw cloth covering the kang and checked upwards a little bit from that place, she would not have discovered that there was a place where her feet were caught in the cracks between the bricks and that there was a small hole the size of a chopstick head in the newspaper she had just pasted yesterday.

The hole was covered by torn newspaper and could not be seen unless she looked carefully.

Someone was drilling a hole in the wall in the middle of the night. Who was it? What did the person want to do?

However, even if she didn’t hear the sound tonight, she would be able to find this handful of dust at the latest tomorrow at noon when she was eating on the kang.

This was because after the newspapers were pasted on the kang, there wouldn’t be so much dust on the kang in a short period of time, and the straw mat was wrapped with light-colored cloth, so the dust would be very conspicuous.

But if she hadn’t pasted so many newspapers or hadn’t covered the straw mat with cloth, this little bit of dust would have been very inconspicuous, and even the small hole in the wall would have been difficult to detect.

This shows that the person who drilled the hole didn’t know the structure of her house, otherwise, he/she would never have acted so rashly.

Then, the person who had entered her house could be ruled out as a suspect.

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Author has something to say:

—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—

Yun Guyuan: Although my wife is capable, I still need to pamper her. Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten her yet, so I can only pamper her secretly. My wife, are you really not going to consider giving me a name?

Yi Qingqing: It will take at least three years.

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