Meng Qianqian touched her chin.
The bearded neighbor turned out to be a carpenter. His attitude toward Bao Shu didn't seem malicious. Why would he get into a fight with Ji Li?
It must be Ji Li provoking him!
Next door, Ji Li, enduring the humiliation of being bare-bottomed, sneezed violently.
Meng Qianqian continued, "Grandma Feng, do you know which other neighbors live in the alley?"
Grandma Feng replied, "Almost all have moved away. Across from you, there's a man who does iron flower forging, though he doesn't stay around much. The carpenter is here more often."
Meng Qianqian recalled Spring Mama mentioning that years ago, many craftsmen lived in Fengshui Alley. If not for the murder case, this would surely be the busiest alley in the Capital City.
"Then there's…"
Grandma Feng hesitated. "That's all. That man probably won't return, and you likely won't run into him. They don't like being disturbed, but you can say I sent you."
