Huangcheng is a third-tier city in northwest China.
Huangcheng is also an ancient city, backed by the sky and the sea. It lacks everything but yellow sand. This is why the name of the city comes from the word "yellow" in the yellow sand.
Twelve noon.
Zhou Yuan and Ding Mo appeared in a car on Huangcheng Street. Both sides of the bustling street were filled with a jubilant atmosphere. Wedding cars passed by in the middle of the road, making it lively.
Apparently, someone is getting married here.
While driving, Ding Mo tilted his head and looked at the passing wedding car fleet.
Through the car window, she saw the bride sitting in the wedding car, which made Ding Mo excited and said with a nymphomaniacal look: "Zhan Zun, this woman is so happy, she will marry her lover soon.
It’s really enviable.”
Zhou Yuan turned his head and glanced at Ding Mo: "Are you worried about getting married?"
"Sorrow, why aren't you worried?"
Ding Mo replied: "There are so many sisters, and I am the one who is most worried about getting married. My best friend who grew up playing with me has a child of seven or eight years old, and I don't even have a boyfriend."
Zhou Yuandao: "You have too high standards and look down on these men."
Ding Mo snorted and seemed a little unconvinced. Then he said: "By the way, Zhan Zun, why don't we go to the wedding to join in the fun, have a glass of wedding wine, and get some luck!"
"Okay, let's get down to business!" Zhou Yuan said.
Ding Mo didn't say anything anymore, hummed, and became more serious, saying: "According to the results of last night's investigation, Liu Hanxue's father's name is Liu Zong, her mother's name is Ye Ruyun, and she also has a brother named
Liu Wendong, his family just returned from South China recently, and their hometown lives in a small courtyard in the North District of Huangcheng."
"Go over there!" Zhou Yuan gestured.
Ding Mo drove to Huangcheng West District.
On the way, Ding Mo said: "Liu Hanxue's father Liu Zong and her mother Ye Ruyun are almost sixty years old. Her eldest brother Liu Wendong is twenty-nine years old this year. The living conditions at home don't seem to be very good."
"What does Liu Wendong do?" Zhou Yuan asked.
"Working in a steel mill on the docks."
The two chatted all the way.
Fifteen minutes later, the car drove out of Huangcheng City and finally arrived in front of a residential house.
A small courtyard appeared in front of him. The courtyard was not big, and there was a building inside.
The building looked like it had just been built, and there was no paint on the exterior walls. However, looking from a distance, one could see that the yard was decorated with lights and many happy words were plastered on it. But there was no one inside.
"War Lord, it's right here." Ding Mo stopped the car and pointed to the yard in front.
"This courtyard looks so festive?" Zhou Yuan was surprised.
Ding Mo also saw it and said with a smile: "Looking like this, it seems like there is a happy event, otherwise why would you post so many happy words? But why is there no one at home?"
Zhou Yuan had already gotten out of the car and walked towards the yard.
Ding Mo also quickly got out of the car to follow.
The two walked into the yard and looked around. They didn't see anyone, but there were a lot of red ribbons and happy words posted in the yard.
"Where are the people?" Ding Mo was curious and looked at Zhou Yuan doubtfully.
Zhou Yuan was just about to say something when he saw a middle-aged woman passing by outside the yard carrying a large pile of dung.
Zhou Yuan hurriedly walked out and asked: "Hello, aunt, may I ask, where are the people in this family?"
The middle-aged woman stopped, glanced at Zhou Yuan and Ding Mo doubtfully, and said, "Are you relatives of the Old Liu family? Their son is getting married today and they are all at the Huangcheng Hotel. Are you here to attend the wedding?
"
"Marry?" Ding Mo was stunned.
"Yes, this old Liu family's son is almost thirty and has finally found a wife. He is currently holding a wedding at the Huangcheng Hotel. You should hurry up and get there."
Hearing this, Ding Mo smiled and said: "It's the wedding convoy we just met. Let me just say, we can still join in the fun and have a good time. Let's go, Lord War!"