I rewrote family history

Chapter 164 Slave Master

Even if he can kill Xu Cong seamlessly.

But Xu never was a tinsmith....

After death, there will be no obscurity.

It will inevitably cause a sensation in the whole city.

Not many students go to Yanjing to study.There are nearly [-] in the whole country.As far as Xinye County is concerned, there are very few highly educated talents.Everyone has attracted the attention of the county office.

In addition, Xu Cong also has a husband who is the deputy county magistrate...

Follow the clues, and it will be a matter of time before he is found out.

The lives of tinsmith and Xu Cong seem to be the same life, but the death of the two is very different.The lives of the poor and the rich cannot be treated equally.

"I can't tell you the specifics..."

"I said, I'm going to die. I can only guarantee one thing, your husband will be fine. He is a talent who has studied abroad, with progressive thinking, and the Beiyang government is not on the same path..."

"He, we will also win over."

Zhao Jiashu gave a military salute, and he took back his cynical young master image.Although he was wearing a long robe, he looked like a well-trained soldier.

"I pledge it in my faith."

"If he is dead, you will turn around and shoot me, brother will not complain."

"I can avenge Qiuhe, you should know that I am not a heartless person."

He said seriously.

Seeing this, Xu Cong generally believed in Zhao Jiashu's guarantee.

He couldn't help but not to write.

He couldn't really kill Zhao Jiashu with one shot.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first."

Xu Cong got up and retracted the gun.

He lifted the latch that locked the door, opened the door, said "Don't send me off" to Zhao Jiashu, then turned around and closed the door on his own.

The Zhao family seemed to be lonely, the corridor was not lit all the way, and it was pitch black.

It was only when they walked to the bedroom of the master's house that they could find a tiny ray of light.

"Where have you been?"

Sensing that her husband had returned to the room, Chen Xian'an, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly asked a question.She's been dozing off all night.There are so many things to think about, it is difficult to calm down.She saw her husband open the door and go out, and also saw her husband come back behind closed door.And the interval between them is indeed a bit long.

"I asked someone to ask something..."

Xu Cong drew the curtain on the bed and shrank into the bed.

Seeing that Chen Xian'an still had plans to continue asking questions, his tone became harsh and less gentle, "Don't worry about it..., try not to worry about this matter..."

In matters involving the dead and murder, if you manage too much, you will die.

Although neither he nor Zhao Jiashu mentioned the matter of secrecy, they knew in their hearts that this matter should not be known to others.Once you know, some things are not so easy to deal with coldly.

"Tomorrow, you and I will go back to the countryside."

"County town... don't stay here for now..."

he continued.

It is the same as the turmoil caused by the braid cutting order in the late Qing Dynasty.No matter how big the troubles in the county town are, in the countryside, it is always peaceful and there will not be much movement.

Life is not just a slogan, it also kills people.

"Industry? About machines..."

Chen Xian'an felt wronged in her heart, but she didn't show it.The couple had already had a fight today.Although reconciled.But if you quarrel again, this marriage will really be in jeopardy.

What happened to Qiuhe let her know that the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the truth is not suitable for marriage.Even the anatomical heart is a connective tissue without bones.But if a heart is really cut open, how can the person who lost the heart continue to survive.A broken heart will gradually lose its temperature.

"Wait for a while, don't worry..."

"I heard that Yanjing is not peaceful recently. Don't you want a child? Go back to the countryside and let the husband have a child. After giving birth, it's not too late to go to school..."

Xu Cong touched Xian'an's cheek.

His fingertips felt a trace of cold moisture.

"Is it tears?"

he thought.

The night passed quietly.

In the morning of the next day, after Xu Cong and his wife had finished their breakfast, Lan Hua found an excuse to send Chen Xian'an out, and then she invited Xu Cong to the inner hall and asked him something.

"Qiu He, her man..."

"Did you kill it? You know how to shoot."

she asked.

Although various evidences have pointed out that the murderer is Xu Cong.

But she didn't think Xu Cong would kill the tinsmith....

A person who is kind in his bones, how could he kill the killer and deprive Niandi and Pandi's father of his life.

"No, I didn't kill it."

Xu Cong shook his head, "I have the intention of killing him, but the person who killed him is indeed not me."

"Who killed that?"

Orchid asked.

Because of the tinsmith's death, Niandi and Pandi became orphans.

A murderer has a great responsibility.

Even though Qiuhe's two daughters live more comfortably in Yu's house than in the tinsmith's shop, it is a fact that no amount of reason can change the fact that living under the fence is like living under the fence.No matter how much Tinsmith favors sons over daughters, at least when Qiuhe was alive, he never treated his two daughters too harshly.

"This... I can't say."

Xu Cong swallowed the words "Zhao Jiashu" into his throat, and he said, "The tinsmith beat Qiuhe when she was pregnant. I went to the western doctor's coffin that day, and the doctor said... Qiuhe died, partly because of postpartum hemorrhage. Partly because of the beating, the person who beat Qiuhe could only be her man..."

"You said, such a person... is dead..."

He hesitated for the second half of the sentence, but did not say it.

Even if the tinsmith is not guilty of death, but... people are emotional animals.

A person who thinks another person deserves to die, even if he is not guilty of death, then he is also a person who deserves to die.

Therefore, logically speaking, it is not worthwhile to kill someone because of the tinsmith beating his wife.But in the heart of man, tinsmiths do deserve to die....

"Qiu He may have given birth to a boy this time, what a fool he is, how could he beat Qiu He."

Orchid argued.

She understands a man's mind when he sees his woman giving birth to a boy.

Because she gave birth to a flower dog, Er Chaozi was almost obedient to her.

"People are different..."

"From common sense, it is indeed impossible for him to beat Qiuhe, but you have to know that the man who beats his pregnant wife is himself a guy who is hard to guess with common sense..."

Xu Cong said in a deep voice.

He was not afraid to speculate on the tinsmith with the utmost malice.

In the Western Medicine Center, Qiuhe died, and the tinsmith was not in a hurry to see his dead wife, but was arguing with the doctor about medical expenses.

"impossible!"

"Qiuhe, her man is not this kind of person..."

Orchid doesn't believe it.

"Ah!"

"What affection can arise between a bought woman and a slave master?"

Xu Cong sneered.

The person he met with Qin Xuemei a few days ago was none other than his father Xu San'er.Also, after being a widower for so many years, I bought Huang Yingzi and enjoyed being a man again.When Huang Yingzi became pregnant, he would have to live in abstinence for more than ten months... how could he bear this.

Most of the female opera singers who traveled to the north and south were the news that the door was half-closed, and it was not an anecdote.

Xu San'er and Qin Xuemei get together, and it's a common thing.

Fortunately, after he returned to the village, he thought his father and Huang Yingzi really fell in love with each other.

"This……"

Lan Hua's face darkened, not knowing how to reply.

She is also the woman who was bought home by Er Chaozi.It's just that Er Chaozi is different from the tinsmith. Er Chaozi is an officer and has more money. On the first day of her marriage, she was given gold jewelry.

But does Er Chaozi really like her?
It seems not.

"Sorry, Aunt Lanhua, I poked your sore spot."

"But I have to say..."

Seeing this, Xu Cong stood up and apologized.

If you want to explore why the tinsmith did the thing that hurt Qiuhe, you must explain the arcade hatred that exists between the two.And this arcade hatred is exactly what Qiuhe and Lanhua share.

Before he clarified the relationship between the two, he also realized that saying this would hurt Orchid.

But he... had to say.

"fine……"

Lan Hua forced a smile, "I'm used to it. Those of us who were maidservants were sold to rich families when we were young, and when we grew up, we were redeemed. Most of us were sold twice. But I am different from Qiuhe. She I have severed ties with her father, but I have not. From time to time, I still honor him with rituals..."

"Tell me, am I too mean?"

She touched the golden hairpin on her bun, "This hairpin is gold, and it was given by your uncle Chao. When he gave me this golden hairpin, I secretly swore that I would give him a son. Because Since I was a child, no one has ever been so kind to me. Qiuhe...she is different, she looks prettier than me, and has become the young master's personal maid. The young master has given her many gifts, and she has seen her a lot. My heart is also high..."

As she spoke, tears trickled down the corners of her eyes.

She didn't understand why she was crying, she was living a very good life now.

"it's already over……"

Xu Cong was silent for a while, and could only offer this comforting word.

The human heart is fleshy.

Lanhua refuses to accept her fate, what else can she do?
Only by accepting your fate can you live more comfortably.

"I didn't mean anything when I said that earlier. I just wanted to let Aunt Lanhua know that I wasn't the one who killed Qiuhe's man. The tinsmith is also a damned person..."

"There is really no need to mourn for him."

Xu Cong said in a low voice.

He never thought about what he would do if the tinsmith was his father, Xu San'er.Xu San'er shouldn't have beaten the pregnant Huang Yingzi, but the relationship between them...is indeed the relationship between a slave owner and a slave.

Unknowingly, he also became a part of the feudalists.

"I understand."

Lan Hua took out her handkerchief and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, "I'm asking you because I'm afraid you might be a murderer. Since you're not, then it's fine. Life...is just getting by."

"If you really want to pursue harmony and beauty, it's too tiring."

Unknowingly, she uttered her creed.

She resigned to her fate and lived a more comfortable and happy life.

Qiuhe didn't accept his fate, and was beaten to death by the tinsmith, which became a tragedy.

"People, it's better to accept fate."

She made a summary of Xu Cong's words and her own.

A progressive and a supporter of feudalism, after telling each other their sincerity, no one convinced the other.They all feel that their own way of life is better.

The silence in the inner hall didn't last long, when Yu Bao broke in.

Holding a large bowl of noodle soup in her hand, she looked in a hurry.

"You guys... continue talking..."

"I'll leave first."

Before she could swallow a mouthful of noodles, Yu Bao bit off the noodles, ate them whole, took a sip of the noodle soup to press down the noodles that were stuck in her throat, and when her breath calmed down, she opened her mouth and said.

A man and a woman are in the same room, even if nothing happens, it will make people have many unreasonable associations.

What's more, she has always hated the stepmother Lanhua.

"You wait."

Xu Cong frowned, "It's better to be clear about some things. Li Xia doesn't want to be crowned, and melon fields don't pay for shoes. Your mother and I are discussing who killed Qiuhe's man. Some things can't be said in public, so we just Go to the inner hall and say..., your mother thinks I killed Qiuhe and her man..."

Although he believed that Er Chaozi would not doubt him, but if Yu Bao was allowed to gossip outside.When the time comes, his yellow mud will fall into his crotch, and it will be a matter of course.

Let me be more clear now, if there are rumors spreading in the future, it will be Yu Bao's random rumors.

He is easy to target.

Considering Yu Bao's relationship with her stepmother, he also had to do so.

It is used to...prevent incipient progress.

"Who? Who killed Sister Qiuhe and her man?"

Yu Bao put the noodle bowl on the table. She ignored what Xu Cong said just now, and grasped the attention-grabbing word murder, "It can't really be you, right? Don't worry, tell the truth, I promise to keep quiet."

"not me……"

"It wasn't me who killed Qiuhe's man."

Xu Cong glanced at Yu Bao, and explained casually.

"By the way, Aunt Lanhua..."

"I forgot to tell you that after a while, Xian'an and I will go back to the countryside again. Father notified us and asked us to help with Shuanzi's full moon wine. You know, only Xian'an and I can write at home. Don't leave the two of us, after we go back, the invitation card for the full moon wine will be delivered, and you must come when the time comes."

With a move in his heart, he changed the subject.

He was not talking nonsense, and in about ten days, it would be Shuanzi's full moon banquet.

"Okay, I'll be there then."

"Little Baozi, are you going? Go to Xu Cong's house..."

Lan Hua nodded, then asked Yu Bao again if he was going to Shuan Zi's full moon banquet.

"go……"

"Of course, I haven't met Xu Cong's younger brother yet."

Yu Bao was disappointed when he heard that Xu Cong refused to talk about the murder again.

However, the Xu family and the Yu family are good friends. If she said directly that she refused to go to Xu Cong's house to attend the full moon banquet, it would inevitably make people think that she didn't know how to behave.So she hesitated for a while, but immediately agreed.

Wait for Xu Cong to leave.

Yu Bao couldn't stop talking, "Aunt Lan, is Xu Cong the murderer? I just mentioned this to you yesterday, and you're looking for him today, is it... there's something here... I don't know. know something?"

She is not stupid either.

The conversation between her and Lanhua yesterday is still vivid in my memory. Today, Lanhua approached Xu Cong about the death of the tinsmith.No matter how you look at it, you feel that there is some secret hidden in it.

"You were still young when you were in the Zhao family, and you never served the young master of the Zhao family. I didn't know that the young master of the Zhao family had a close relationship with Xu Cong... Qiuhe and Xu Cong also knew each other. I asked him who might have killed him because of love. The man who killed Qiuhe..."

"It's just that after talking for so long, neither of us can figure out why..."

Lan Hua briefly explained to Yu Bao.

She doesn't trust Yu Bao.

Yu Bao was dissatisfied with her stepmother, and she was secretly wary of her.

(End of this chapter)