After a while, the gate of the courtyard creaked and a 24 or 25-year-old woman stood at the door.

The woman wore a yellow base with green lotus jacket, and a playful and charming fallen horse bun. She drooped a few black hairs scattered by her forehead and temples. Her waist was thin and her neck was white. Although her face was not very beautiful, she was still 600% beautiful. Although her body was not slim and exquisite, she had a plump and charm.

Madam Bao used a pair of watery eyes, and coldly swept Ma Qiao and Yang Fan, and said with disgust: "Okay, what kind of thief is this to investigate?"

Ma Qiao said with a straight face: "A word from the government, I will naturally break my legs when I wait for such a person. I also asked Mrs. Bao to take advantage of it and ask me to wait in and take a look. There is no outsider, so I can give an explanation to the superiors."

The wife of the Bao family snorted coldly and said, "I am living alone by guarding the door. There are no idle people at home. You can check it out." After that, she shook her sleeves and twisted her round and fat buttocks and walked back gracefully. Yang Fan and Ma Qiao looked at each other and followed the master in the back.

The two of them first checked the left and right wings of Mrs. Bao's house, and then went to the main room. There was a short table in the main hall, and an open plate was placed on the short table, with two lychees hanging on the plate. Mrs. Bao grabbed one and was peeling it carefully. When she saw them coming in, she didn't even tick her eyelids, but just asked lazily: "Is it a thief?"

Ma Qiao said, "We are just following the orders, so you must not be unhappy. Yang Er, go to the backyard to have a look. If nothing is wrong, let's leave immediately."

Yang Fan agreed and walked out of the main hall from the gable to the backyard. When he arrived at the backyard, he saw a tree of yellow apricots. He couldn't help but pick up a few, and while eating, he started wandering around. The fugitive was at his house. How could he be serious about other people's warehouses, wood-fired houses, and thatched huts? He was just a vain.

In the main hall, as soon as Yang Fan left, Ma Qiao took out a bellyband embroidered with a mandarin duck playing in the water from his arms, and waved in front of Mrs. Bao like a treasure, and said proudly: "Yinyin, what do you think this is?"

Madam Bao no longer sat there and acted as she said. Her eyes lit up, she snatched her hands and said with a smile: "Did you give it to me?"

Ma Qiao nodded, and Madam Bao suddenly smiled and came over to kiss him on the face, spread out "Hazi" and took a closer look, and said happily: "Oh, it's still Angels's, this is not cheap..."

Ma Qiao said "shush" and said, "Shut up, hurry up and don't let Yang Er see it."

Mrs. Bao held up the "Hazi", lit a finger on Maqiao's forehead, and said coquettishly: "You have a little conscience. I know that you are thinking about other people's good things, why haven't you come to my house for a long time?"

Ma Qiao said: "My mother has had some cough and asthma recently. She took a few medicines and didn't get better. I can't rest assured, so how dare I stay overnight?"

Madam Bao knew that Maqiao was filial, and everyone around him was easy to talk about. He must not joke or complain about his parents. Hearing this, he said, "So that's the case, why didn't you say it earlier? When the dead ghost of my family came back from Daliang, he brought back a loquat paste, saying that it was the most effective way to treat cough and asthma."

Ma Qiao was overjoyed and said, "Take it seriously? Get some with me."

Mrs. Bao put Nahezi into his arms, glanced at him with watery eyes, and said with spring spirit: "Yang Er will go back in a moment, how can I get you? Just come back tonight."

Ma Qiao knew that she hadn't come for many days, and the woman was so ruthless. Looking at her appearance, even if she didn't spend the night here, she would have to be crazy when she came in the evening. Thinking of the woman's coquettishness, she was also moved. She nodded repeatedly and said, "If you want to do it, then you will make up for it."

At this time, Yang Fan turned back from the backyard, and crossed the gable and shouted: "Ma Liuer, there is nothing different in the backyard, let's go!"

Ma Qiao squeezed heavily on Mrs. Bao's round and bouncy hand, full of peach-like fat buttocks, and whispered: "Remember to leave a door for me tonight!"

When Yang Fan came out, Ma Qiao went to investigate the next family as if nothing had happened. The two of them continued to investigate and found that they were only in chaos. Eight of ten families were scolded.

These ordinary people have no idea. It’s good to live their own lives. No matter which thief you have taken from the court, let alone the officials. Can thief hide in my house? Those who are smaller, speak coldly, and those who are older, their families directly shut the door with a "bang", causing the two to feel disappointed.

After searching, the two of them naturally found nothing. They rushed back to the alley to report to Feng Yuan, the Marquis of Wu. Feng Yuan was yawning there with a whistle stick, and his eyes were filled with tears. This guy didn't expect that the flying thief who could not even catch a master of the Ministry of Justice could fall into his hands or appear in his own jurisdiction. When he heard that he had no gains, he immediately dragged the whistle stick and went back lazily to get a job with the bad coach.

Ma Qiao and Yang Fan found Su Fangzheng and said, and then handed over their respective errands. Yang Fan felt relieved when he saw that Ding Wuhou and the Marquis of the House were not very careful. Yang Fan returned to his house and was surprised as soon as he entered. The windows in the room were bright and clean, unlike his doghouse.

He thought he had gone to the wrong person, so he quickly retreated. He turned around and looked in the yard again, and was stunned again. Everything in the yard had not changed. There was a messy chicken coop left by the house in the corner of the wall that had not been cleaned for a long time, the wooden barrels next to the well, and the pig hairs all over the floor when brushing teeth in the morning...

A hint of doubt flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, he turned around again, opened the door gently, and looked carefully. Yes, this is his room. There are all kinds of houses in the room, and there are a lot of things, but some are stacked up, some have changed positions, and some have been wiped out from the oil stains and dirt.

So, the window with spider webs covered with dust became bright, and the oil stains on the table disappeared at all, showing the original color of the wood. The "cockroach Paradise" in the corner of the wall disappeared, the pile of clean chicken bones, pig bones, and sheep bones were gone, and the wooden floor was spotless.

Yang Fan only discovered that the floor under his feet was light yellow wood. Looking down, he could see the faint wood grain on the wood. The set of coarse porcelain tableware he bought just now had been stuffed by him. Now they are being placed cleanly on the cabinet, emitting a lustrous light. The wrinkled sheet on the couch was flat like a mirror, and the quilt that was originally twisted into twists and folded into tofu pieces...

The bachelor looked at his room in awe. Although the bedding sheets had not had time to clean, after just cleaning them, the feeling of neatness and cleanness was completely different. After admiring for a while, Yang Fan found that the back door was half open, so he subconsciously followed him, gently pushed open the back door, and poked his head out.

The backyard was also completely renewed. He almost never came to this place before, because there was almost no place to put it in the yard. Now the yard is clean, and there is no way to know where the messy things are all over the ground. The cherry tree that was originally hung with vines and weeds and dying was also cleared out, standing tall and graceful.

He saw a small warehouse divided by wooden boards in the corner of the wall, and all the messy things were placed inside. In front of the small house that was originally a wood-room, Tian'annu was already wearing a blue cloth shirt, a green cloth apron, and a dust-covered green cloth handkerchief on his head, and a wooden barrel was placed beside him.

Yang Fan looked at her unique apron in shock, and she looked familiar. After watching for a long time, she realized that the fabric used by Tianainu as a blue cloth pat and apron was part of his bed sheet. His so-called bed sheet was just a piece of blue cloth, with no sewing or cutting. After buying it, he put it on the couch, and the too long part was tucked under the couch.

At this moment, they had been cut off and turned into Tianainu's head-wrapped mat and shirt dress. Yang Fan looked at the little maid in front of him in shock and said in surprise: "You are checking your whereabouts outside. If you don't hide, you actually... are still cleaning up the room?"

Tian Ainu gave him a blank look and said, "If I really found out your house, I would naturally sneak out and hide it in a place that is so big in your house. Where can I hide people?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but speak, looked at the tidy courtyard, and said, "You still have injuries on your shoulders. You have cleaned up the house and courtyard?"

Tian Ainu said, "Who else isn't me?"

Yang Fan looked left and right, looked at the woodshed behind Tianainu. Is this still a woodshed? The small room was clean and neat, although it was primitive and simple, but it was as clean and elegant as the study of a mountain hermit. There was also a vase with gaps on the small windowsill, and a bouquet of wild flowers picked up when cleaning the weeds in the garden.

It seems that such a small house should have such a feeling, which is natural. In addition to the wooden couch, there is also a set of quilts, which seems to be unnecessary to put anything in it.

This little girl is not only diligent, but also very tasteful. She knows very well how to use limited things and how to use the environment she lives in to create the best atmosphere.

Looking at Yang Fan's surprise and admiration, Tian Ai Nu smiled bitterly in her heart. Of course, she did not intend to be a maid for Yang Fan, and cleaned without blind spots, but just wanted to get more evidence to verify her judgment of Yang Fan's identity. Unfortunately, she found nothing except the garbage that could be seen casually.

"This wood room is..."

"My room!"

Tian Ainu said: "But there is still a set of bedding..."

Yang Fan immediately said: "Use mine!"

“Where is dinner?”

"Noodle soup."

Tian Ainu sighed. The noodle soup that was blown away by Yang Fan was really not delicious in her opinion.

Yang Fan seemed a little embarrassed. Seeing that the house was cleaned so clean, he felt like he was owed something to others, and said, "This... I will take the time to go to Nanshi tomorrow and buy some ingredients. I don't know how to cook. If you can't get used to noodles, just pick up some of the things you like."

Looking at the family's appearance, he couldn't help but look forward to Tian Ainu's cooking skills.

It seems that there is a woman at home, it seems to be really good!
Chapter completed!