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"Let's go." After entrusting the children to her grandmother, Ruan Tinghe took the initiative to come to Shen Yan's side.

"Where to?" Shen Yan asked, puzzled.

Ruan Tinghe was even more puzzled: "Didn't you come back to pick me up to go to the police station to continue sketching?"

"No need to draw anymore. We've searched the area within five kilometers of the river and found no other victims."

"That's good," Ruan Tinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sign here," Shen Yan handed the document to Ruan Tinghe and turned directly to the page that required a signature.

Ruan Tinghe was very familiar with the process, after all, it wasn't the first time she had done it.

During the day, Captain Song didn't let her sign directly because he thought they would have to continue drawing portraits that night.

"Okay." After signing her name, Ruan Tinghe took out the portraits with bows, which she had just gotten from Erbao.

"Here, this might be helpful."

Shen Yan examined them for a few moments, then asked, puzzled, "These are... the ribbons from the corpse?"

"Yes, it's on almost every corpse."

Ruan Tinghe stopped there, saying no more, believing that the police and Shen Yan would figure out the key points.

Shen Yan had helped retrieve many bodies and had noticed the bow tie, but he had never given it much thought. Now, after Ruan Tinghe's reminder, his expression turned serious.

This is a crucial clue!

"Hehe, you're so smart!" Shen Yan gave Ruan Tinghe a big hug, then hurriedly left with the documents in his hand.

Ruan Tinghe turned around and saw the three little ones covering their mouths and snickering, Yin Ze looking confused, and Grandma Qin with a complicated expression.

Yin Ze: "Sister, why are you and Brother Shen hugging?"

Ruan Tinghe's face flushed, unsure how to respond. It was that scoundrel Shen Yan who insisted on hugging her, and she hadn't even realized it yet!

"Brother Aze, you're so silly."

"Idiot! I told you it's Uncle Aze! Not my brother!"

"I forgot! How could you hit me, big brother! Don't run away, I'm going to hit you back!"

Erbao chased after Dabao.

"Hehehe!"

Xiao Bao chased after him, laughing heartily.

Yin Ze looked completely bewildered; how come he couldn't understand anything?

However, seeing the children chasing and playing, he smiled and followed them, and soon the three children and one adult were playing the game of "eagle catching chicks" in the yard.

Grandma Qin leaned closer and asked meaningfully, "Hehe, what do you think of that brat Shen Yan?"

"What do you mean, 'what'? I don't know him at all!"

Ruan Tinghe, her face burning, hurriedly hid inside the house.

Grandma Qin shook her head and sighed as she watched her retreating figure. Hehe is a good person, and the young man from the Shen family is also a good person, but it won't be so easy for these two to get together!

Without having to go to the police station for help anymore, Ruan Tinghe felt much more relaxed at night.

She took a nap during the day, so she wasn't sleepy at all at night.

I took my drawing board downstairs and started drawing in the yard.

This was the umpteenth time she had tried to draw the man from that night.

If she ever finds that scumbag, she'll definitely give him a good beating!

Do you know how much trouble his one-minute orgasm caused her life?

Ruan Tinghe grew angrier the more she thought about it. Her pen flew across the white paper, and soon, the outline of a man appeared.

"Hehe, is that Shen Yan you drew?"

Grandma Qin's voice suddenly rang out behind her. Ruan Tinghe came back to her senses and realized that the man on her drawing board had turned into Shen Yan!

Are you possessed?!

She was just thinking about that scumbag guy, but somehow she ended up thinking about Shen Yan.

She quickly erased it with an eraser.

An awkward explanation: "Haha, I couldn't sleep last night, so I just doodled."

Seeing the pants and needle and thread in Grandma Qin's hand, I took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Grandma Qin, are you sewing clothes?"

"Yes," Grandma Qin shook out her pants, showing Ruan Tinghe a hole at the knee of the pant leg, "I don't know how Aze did it, there's such a big hole."

"Let's finish it tomorrow? The light is too dim tonight."

Drawing is fine, but threading a needle is really hard on the eyes!

Grandma Qin said nonchalantly, "It's alright, I can't sleep anyway. Aze loves wearing these pants the most. What if he wants to wear them tomorrow but doesn't have any? He'll throw a tantrum again."

"Grandma Qin, wait for me a moment."

Ruan Tinghe put down her paintbrush and went upstairs to bring down the lamp.

The switch was turned on, and the surrounding area was instantly illuminated by dozens of degrees!

Grandma Qin stared in astonishment at the table lamp in her hand, which shone as brightly as the sun. "So bright?"

She couldn't help but reach out and touch the lamp, and surprisingly, she couldn't feel any heat.

Like a light bulb in a house, once it's lit, it gets warm and gets hotter and hotter.

But the lamp in Ruan Tinghe's hand wasn't hot, and it wasn't plugged in.

"It's so bright! What kind of high-quality battery must it have?"

She had seen table lamps that could be lit by batteries before, but she had never seen one that was so bright and so good!

Ruan Tinghe gave an awkward laugh. Could she tell him? Her desk lamp was rechargeable, not the kind with replaceable batteries...

Based on the principle that the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

Ruan Tinghe finally said, "I don't know either. I painted a picture for a stranger before, and she gave it to me."

Well, if the delivery guy personally delivers it to your door, doesn't that make you feel like a stranger in this day and age?

What she said wasn't exactly a lie.

"That's great! I wish our country could produce that too..."

"Of course! Our country's production capacity will only get stronger, and future products will only get better!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Grandma Qin happily returned the lamp to Ruan Tinghe. "With such a bright light, it's so easy to do anything at night."

"That's right!"

Ruan Tinghe was a little proud. She had many more treasures in her space, but she was afraid that taking them out now would scare people!

Seeing that Grandma Qin had already started threading needles, Ruan Tinghe thought about how the three little ones had been playing with Aze every day these past few days.

Aze's pants are all torn, and the children's clothes are probably torn too.

So she took out all the clothes the children had changed into over the past few days and checked them, and sure enough, she found that many of them were damaged.

"Grandma Qin, I'll come with you!"

Ruan Tinghe used the needles and thread from her space. The embroidery needle was thin and sharp, completely different from the thick, blunt carbon steel needle with a big bottom that Grandma Qin had.

The thread is also different; in this era, dark-colored and white threads are commonly used.

It's not that there aren't other colors of thread, it's just that they're too expensive. Black and white are cheaper and easier to use.

Grandma Qin was shocked once again when she saw the needle and thread in Ruan Tinghe's hand.

Ruan Tinghe smiled and said, "It was a gift from someone else!"

"Your needlework is good; it won't leave a huge hole in your clothes!"

"I have some more, can I have a few?" She bought a whole box, all kinds of lengths and shapes, and bought a box of needles and a dozen skeins of thread for 9.9 yuan on Pinduoduo, with free shipping to her home!

Ruan Tinghe took out a few sticks and gave them to Grandma Qin, who readily accepted them, saying, "Then I'll accept them. I'll mend the child's clothes for you from now on!"

"Wait!" Grandma Qin suddenly noticed that Ruan Tinghe was threading a blue thread through the needle.

"This garment is black, and the blue thread you used to sew it on is too obvious."

Ruan Tinghe's hands kept moving. "This hole is too big; if I sew it in directly, it will get all wrinkled. I'm going to embroider a small animal on it."

She pulled out one of Xiaobao's dresses, with a cute little white rabbit on the hem, munching on a carrot.

"Look, this is what I embroidered."

Turn the skirt over, and you can see a large movement on the other side.

Grandma Qin was shocked again: "Hehe! Your craftsmanship is amazing! I thought the rabbit was already on the dress!"