My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 607 Career Waterloo

Chapter 607: 607 Career Waterloo

Liu Guoan could also guess the concerns of the old patriarch.

He didn’t press further about the money-making matter.

A few honest farmhands visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the fact that person had brazenly appeared before everyone, a shadow flickered through Liu Guoan’s eyes as he asked, "Old patriarch, what did the person you all saw look like?"

"He looked very decent, taller than the average person, with a somewhat fierce appearance," the old man recalled carefully and said honestly.

His description, however, lacked distinctive features, leaving the officer taking notes somewhat baffled.

This description...honestly, they could find five such individuals if they went out.

Liu Guoan continued, "Does that person have any more distinctive features? Like a big mole on his face or something?"

The group of farmers began to recall again.

Suddenly, an old farmer slapped his thigh, looked up, and said, "I remember now, that man’s right little finger was missing a segment."

Liu Guoan stood up abruptly and asked, "Are you sure you saw correctly?"

This could be a major clue.

The old man was startled and nodded quickly, "I saw it clearly."

At that time, that person realized he had seen his hand, and his gaze suddenly turned very cold, making him shiver all over.

Finding a clue at last, joy flitted across Liu Guoan’s eyes.

"Good, we’ve got it. This clue is very important to us."

"We’ve recorded your report as well, and we’ll investigate it. You comrades can go back first."

"If there is any news, we will inform you all in time."

Farmers who had trouble coming to the county couldn’t help but ask anxiously, "...When can we expect an update? Is there a definite time?"

Liu Guoan repeated the same old talk he had given at the Shuangshan Brigade.

A few of the older farmers went dark in the eyes and heard a buzzing in their ears, and a moment later, their old eyes reddened.

"How could this be? They clearly just wanted to earn a couple of bucks to make their family’s life better..."

With just these harmless intentions...how could people just disappear like that.

As Liu Guoan looked at the sorrow and pain on the faces of the villagers, the excitement from having a clue faded, and his face grew tense.

"We can’t guarantee we’ll find the person, but I swear, as long as I am in this uniform, I will not let go of this case and will fight against the person behind it to the end."

Not solving this case would be the Waterloo of his career, a disgrace to his reputation.

He was resolute, and the villagers had no choice but to trust the police.

After thanking him many times, they left, supporting each other.

With the loss of a strong laborer in the family, the backs of the few old farmers bent, carrying an ancient weariness that was painfully visible.

A young policeman full of passion declared confidently, "Captain, I want to work on the investigation with you."

Liu Guoan saw no reason to refuse and nodded, "...All right."

-

At the Lin Family.

Lin Lu and Old Yuan sat in the courtyard, unable to muster any energy for a long time.

No one spoke; there really wasn’t much to say.

Although Li Xiuli was also worried about Mu Sheng and felt bad for the young man, just feeling bad wasn’t enough. Life still had to go on.

She went to the kitchen to warm up some food and brought it out.

"Let’s eat first."

Two small dishes, six Coarse Grain Buns, and two bowls of rice congee.

Seeing the two men looking like they were in a daze, with hardly any reaction, Li Xiuli knocked on the table.

"Come on, you two, add your ages together and you’re nearly a hundred. Stop acting like this."

"Asheng is blessed with good fortune and will be fine."

"The heavens won’t be blind. We can’t help much, but we should at least take good care of ourselves first."

"If you two collapse, what would Asheng think when he comes back? Live a few more years."

Only by being alive can one meet the person they wish to see.

Lin Lu wiped his face, his eyes showing red veins.

He grabbed a steamed bun with his left hand and chopsticks with his right, stuffing a bite of the bun into his mouth and picking up some vegetables for Old Yuan.

"Old Yuan, eat! I don’t believe Asheng would have such bad luck, my wife is right, we need to take good care of ourselves, let’s eat!"

Old Yuan had seen many people pass away in his life; his own parents, siblings, in-laws, wife...

So his heart was not so fragile.

But the pain of seeing a child he watched grow up, he just couldn’t wrap his mind around it for the moment.

Hearing Lin Lu and Li Xiuli’s words, he picked up his chopsticks and began eating.

After over half a lifetime, what was there to be hung up about?

After finishing their meal in silence, Old Yuan thanked the Lin Family for their hospitality and planned to head home.

By then it was already dark.

Lin Lu didn’t feel at ease letting him go back alone, insisting on making him stay.

It was so late; how could he feel assured?

With Asheng’s whereabouts unknown, he had to make sure to protect the people his apprentice cared about.

Seeing Lin Lu’s uncompromising face, Old Yuan stayed without any fuss.

-

Several days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Life moved on at its steady pace.

There was no new news about Mu Sheng.

Life in the Shuangshan Brigade carried on as usual, undisturbed by the disappearance of one person.

Unable to summon any energy for several days in a row, Lin Lu occasionally looked at the corner of the courtyard where the wood lay, and then at his missing apprentice, his expression desolate.

The unknown fate of Mu Sheng ultimately left a knot in his heart.

Seeing his father’s worried face, Lin Qingshan couldn’t hold back any longer after two days and approached Li Xiuli.

"Mom, dad can’t go on like this. Why don’t you take him to the county to stay for a few days?"

"Go to the county for what? No," Li Xiuli refused outright, "Who will tend to the farm work if we leave, and that’s just heartache. Give him another couple of days, and he’ll be better."

However, Lin Qingshan disagreed, continuing to persuade her, "Mom, it’s different this time. Have you not noticed how much weight dad has lost in just a few days?"

Pausing, he added, "Not only is he thinner, but he’s also not been doing well mentally. Dad hasn’t been sleeping well these past few days, has he?"

Lin Qingshan thought to himself that dad always listened to Tangtang; maybe if mom took him to the county for a couple of days, it could clear his mind.

"Work points aren’t as important as dad’s health. Stop being stubborn, mom, and take dad out to change his mood."

Li Xiuli, realizing her husband was also not in good spirits from what Lin Qingshan said, became much more concerned.

She hadn’t noticed, or rather, hadn’t taken it seriously.

"...Are you serious?"

Suddenly concerned, Li Xiuli got up and went back inside to pack.

"Fine! I’ll take your dad to the county to get some fresh air."

Tangtang had said that one’s mood could affect one’s health.

Work points, what’s that compared to the old man’s health?

When Lin Lu returned home, looking forlorn, Li Xiuli—with a bag on her back—dragged him away.

"Husband, let’s go see our daughter."

Before Lin Lu could react, he was pulled away by his wife.

"Hey, what are you doing? Tangtang is so busy, won’t we just cause trouble if we go?"

Li Xiuli replied, "What trouble could we cause? It’s precisely because Tangtang is busy that we ought to go. She has no time for laundry or cooking, right? We’ll go help..."

After all, the courtyard in the county belonged to their daughter, which made her feel it was appropriate to take her husband to stay there.

As Lin Qingshan watched the backs of his parents, he smiled slightly.

Worried about them, he hurriedly followed them on his bicycle.