Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 428 It's like looking at the devil (two more)

Luo Fengtang said, "I'll cut it."

He pulled out the dagger he was carrying and took the sweet potato.

In the dark, with the feel of the hand, the sweet potato peeled cleanly.

Then handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"I'll have something to eat, and when it's dawn, I'll go to the street to buy buns!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He took the sweet potato, smashed it down with a fist, and smashed it into two halves.

The other half handed it to him: "You can eat too!"

"I don't like to eat this, you eat it!"

He pushed the other half back.

Her attitude was very firm: "If you don't like it, you have to eat it, there is something in your stomach anyway!"

He couldn't resist, so he had to take it and eat it.

The cold sweet potato, biting it down, made a crisp sound.

In the mouth, a touch of sweetness.

For them who are hungry and thirsty, half a sweet potato at this time is something that quenches thirst.

However, such a winter night.

After eating this stuff in my stomach, my whole body became colder.

The two continued to squat.

Her stomach was aching.

It's like there is a car wheel rolling over from the corners and corners in the distance.

Pain, but unable to capture the specific location.

Maybe it's indigestion and upset stomach?

She didn't take it seriously.

One night, it passed slowly in this kind of squatting.

When the east shows a faint fish belly white.

Lying on a bundle of firewood, she moved her limbs that were a little stiff.

On the side, Luo Fengtang stood up: "Qing'er, I'll go buy some food on the street and come back."

"Alright," she said.

At this moment, the sound of the key being inserted into the lockhole came from the courtyard door outside.

The two of them clenched their brows, their eyes locked on the small yard outside the window.

I saw a tall and thin young man yawning into the yard.

His face was sallow, and his steps were vain.

In one hand, he was carrying a bundle of oil paper bags, which were bulging like steamed buns.

Holding a jar of wine in the other hand, he was walking towards the door of the main house.

Just when Chen Sangang pushed the main room away.

Someone suddenly pushed him behind him, and he stumbled and fell into the house.

The oiled paper bag fell to the ground, and the wine jar shattered directly.

Someone came in immediately behind, and the door was closed immediately.

Chen San turned around in horror and found that there was a man and a woman in the room.

The man is tall and strong, and he is cold and hard.

The girl is a little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old.

She's a bit plump, and it's hard to see her facial features with the light behind her back.

But her strangely bright eyes and the coldness in her body made him instinctively fear.

"You, who are you? Why did you break into my house?"

Chen San asked in a trembling voice, a little angry.

"I, I have paid off the debt I owe outside these two days, are you mistaken?"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

This Chen San, treats them as debt collectors?

We are both in good spirits.

He is blind!

Yang Ruoqing stepped forward and asked Chen San, "Your name is Chen San, right?"

Chen San nodded.

"Are you running a hall in Juweixuan?" she asked again.

Chen San nodded again.

"Do you know what happened at the Juweixuan banquet the night before?" she asked again.

His eyes locked firmly on Chen San's face.

Do not miss every subtle expression change.

After she asked this sentence, Chen San's eyes shrank obviously.

This is an act of guilt.

Immediately afterwards, Chen San raised his right index finger and rubbed under his nose.

This action is in criminal psychology.

It is usually used to cover up the panic that arises because of a guilty conscience.

Well, for the next lie, make a draft.

Sure enough, Chen San quickly shook his head.

"I left when it was still dark the night before, I don't know about the banquet at night..."

"Snapped!"

A slap slapped Chen San's face.

Chen San was beaten with gold stars in his eyes and buzzing in his ears.

I can't believe that a little girl's hands are so strong!

It hurts more than Miss Dong's slap!

When Chen San was stunned, Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers at Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang understood, pulled out the dagger that had just peeled the red skin, and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

The dagger was between her fingers, spinning out a beautiful knife flower.

Chen San was stunned.

Until a biting chill came down his throat.

Only then did he realize that the dagger had touched his neck.

"I'm a tofu supplier in your restaurant, and now my father has been framed in prison."

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes.

"Tell me, what happened to the banquet last night!" She asked Chen San.

"Did you move your hands and feet in the dish?"

Chen San was so frightened that his face turned pale, and cold sweat the size of a soybean bean broke out on his forehead.

He froze in place and dared not move.

Eyeballs twitched: "I'm just a runaway, and I wasn't there the night before."

"Even if I'm here, I'm not qualified to serve dishes at such a noble banquet..." Chen San explained carefully.

Yang Ruoqing snorted: "Then tell me, how did you get your money for the past two days?"

"Did someone instruct you to put medicine into the tofu?" she asked.

Chen San's expression tightened, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more ferocious.

"That money, I, I won by gambling..."

"No one instructed me, you just killed me, I don't know what happened..."

Luo Fengtang showed impatience on the side.

"What are you talking about with him? A white knife goes in and a red knife goes out. This kind of person doesn't know the pain without suffering!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "It's too cheap to kill him with one knife!"

When the words fell, she grabbed Chen San's arm.

Pull, tug, and twist.

"Crack!"

One arm was dislocated, and it hung softly on Chen San's side.

The dagger danced, and the handle of the dagger plunged into the depression in the middle of the dislocated skin and soft tissue...

"Ow..."

Chen San's body froze suddenly.

Blood all over his body poured into his eyeballs.

He opened his mouth wide, and before the voice could get out of his throat, a stinky shoe was stuffed into his mouth.

"Isn't it tough? Let you chew on your shoes."

Yang Ruoqing plunged the dagger handle into the depression where the bone was dislocated.

This part is more painful than scraping bones.

From the outside, there are no scars.

It was a punishment method she had learned in the organization before.

Looking at Chen San, who couldn't raise the strength to resist, and twitched all over in pain.

Yang Ruoqing said in a deep voice, "Speak or not?"

Chen San was trembling with fear.

Looking at Yang Ruoqing, it was like looking at a devil.

He nodded desperately.

……

In the dark room, Chen San dragged his soft arms and knelt in front of Yang Ruoqing to explain what happened the night before.

"The night before, the county magistrate held a banquet at Juweixuan to entertain the nobles from the capital."

"Chef Zhou is in charge, and Dong Jin's family personally brings the dishes to the table. Those of us who run the hall are not qualified to enter the private room inside."

"When the dishes were coming to an end, Miss Jin found me."

"She gave me ten taels of silver and asked me to do something." Chen Sandao.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

Jin Feng?

She glanced at Luo Fengtang.

He was also surprised to find him.

"What did she ask you to do? If you tell the truth and dare to lie, you will suffer!"

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and faced Chen Sandao fiercely.

(End of this chapter)