After reading the heart milk ball, the cannon fodder family went crazy

When she heard that Zhou Hu was dead, Mrs. Su didn't come back to her senses for a while.

After a moment, she asked in confusion: "How come your master passed away so well and suddenly?"

Although Zhou Hu looked like he was running out of gas, there were rumors in the capital that he could live for at least another half year.

Moreover, Zhou Hu sent an invitation the day before yesterday, asking Su Dahe to teach his sons to read.

However, Mrs. Su was worried that Zhou Hu was messing with Yao'ezi again, so she asked the concierge to burn the invitation without even looking at it.

From all these points of view, it does not look like Zhou Hu will die suddenly.

"Going back to the old lady, my husband was infected with the cold a few days ago. He took a lot of medicine and couldn't get better. Instead, he was so sick that he couldn't even get out of bed. Half an hour ago, my husband suddenly coughed up blood and died before the doctor came. "My wife asked me to come here because I want to ask you to send my husband off for his last journey." The servant said respectfully.

Mrs. Su suddenly understood, nodded and said: "My Su family and your master are from the same hometown. You don't need your wife to tell me, my Su family should go to see him off on his last journey."

The servant bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, old lady. Madam, I have to go to other adults' mansions to tell you about this, so I'll take my leave."

Hearing this, Mrs. Su asked someone to send him out, and then asked someone to tell Su Dahai and others about this.

Half an hour later, as soon as Mrs. Su put on plain clothes, the three brothers Su Dahai arrived.

As soon as Su Dajiang entered the room, he couldn't wait to ask: "Mom, Zhou Hu is really dead?"

Mrs. Su nodded, "I'm going to visit the Zhou Mansion now. Which of you will go with me?"

"Mom, I'll go with you." Su Dajiang said.

Although he hated Zhou Hu for putting a curse on him and causing him to stay in bed for more than ten years, the two of them were friends who grew up together. Now that he suddenly heard that Zhou Hu was dead, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"Okay, let's go now." Mrs. Su said.

It just so happened that Su Dajiang's clothes were black, so there was no need to change them.

After a while, the two of them rode a carriage towards Zhou Mansion.

It wasn't until evening that the two came back.

Mrs. Su was fine, there was nothing unusual except for a tired look on her face.

On the contrary, Su Dajiang remained silent after returning from Zhou Mansion and went back to his room without even eating dinner.

Everyone who knew about this saw it and frowned so much that they could not help but curse Zhou Hu in their hearts.

Su Dajiang regarded Zhou Hu as a good friend. His death made Su Dajiang so uncomfortable that he could not even eat.

But what did Zhou Hu do?

It's not enough to harm Su Dajiang, he also wants to harm Su Dahe!

This kind of snake-hearted hypocrite is not worthy of Su Dajiang to be his friend.

Changhetang study room.

At this time, Su Dajiang was writing a letter to Yang Feng. He had no idea that Mrs. Su and the others had so many worries in their hearts. If they knew about it, they would definitely scream injustice.

The reason why he couldn't eat was not because Zhou Hu died, but because he found that there was something wrong with the cause of Zhou Hu's death, and it didn't look like he died of illness.

Instead it's like...

Poisoned to death!

After a while, Su Dahe stopped writing. After the ink dried, he put the letter into an envelope, and then called a servant to deliver the letter to Yang Feng.

Su Dahe sat back on the chair and knocked on the table. As long as the night came, whether Zhou Hu died of illness or poison would be revealed.

into the night.

Su Dahe came to the alley in the backyard of Zhou Mansion dressed in black. Not long after he arrived, Yang Feng, also dressed in black, came.

The two of them didn't say a word. They nodded to each other and jumped into the back house of Zhou Mansion together. The same courtyard door, the same candlelight.

Su Dahe and Yang Feng looked at each other, opened the door and walked in together.

This time, Mrs. Zhou and others did not chant sutras in front of the Buddha statue. Instead, they sat together at the table, as if they were specially waiting for the arrival of Su Dahe and Yang Feng.

"Master Yang, Second Master Su, please sit down." Mrs. Zhou smiled.

Su Dahe and Yang Feng sat down and frowned as they looked at the brightly colored clothes on Mrs. Zhou and others.

"Mrs. Zhou, you have gone too far this time. Do you know that poisoning a court official is a serious crime of decapitation!" Yang Feng said sternly.

Fortunately, it was Su Dahe who discovered something unusual today. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid Mrs. Zhou and the others would have been arrested.

Mrs. Zhou's expression did not change and she said in a calm voice: "Mr. Yang, God knows this and the earth knows it. You know it and we know it."

In other words, as long as the people present don't tell, no one else will know.

Yang Feng sneered and mercilessly exposed Mrs. Zhou's fantasy: "Dahe can tell that Zhou Hu was poisoned to death just by looking at him. In the next three days, someone will come to see Zhou Hu off every day. Can you Make sure they can’t see it?”

There was panic on Mrs. Zhou's face, and the women behind her were also frightened.

Apart from Yang San and the two servants, the one they wanted to kill the most was Zhou Hu.

But despite the fact that Zhou Hu is now terminally ill, he is just like Xiaoqiang who cannot be killed. He really won't die for a while.

After Zhou Hu contracted the cold that day, they felt that an opportunity had come, so they mixed poison into the medicine and asked Zhou Hu to drink it.

Anyway, Zhou Hu was already infected with the cold, so he could just tell others that he died of illness, but he didn't expect that he would be recognized as having been poisoned just by meeting him face to face.

"Master Yang, please help us again." Mrs. Zhou suddenly knelt on the ground and said.

When the women behind her saw this, they also knelt down and said in unison: "Master Yang, please help us again."

Yang Feng remained silent.

The purpose of his coming today is indeed to help them.

After all, the culprits of everything are Zhou Hu and Yang San. Mrs. Zhou and the others have done so many wrong things because they love their son so much.

What's more, once it becomes public that Zhou Hu was poisoned, Yang San and the others will also be implicated, and there is no guarantee that he and Su Dahe will not be implicated.

But he is a police officer, and some things cannot be explained too clearly, otherwise if someone finds out about this matter in the future, he will be the first to die.

"Mrs. Zhou, I don't understand what you are saying. The weather has been dry recently, and your mansion is holding a funeral. It's better to ask the servants to pay more attention, lest the funeral hall catches fire and disturbs Mr. Zhou."

After saying what needed to be said, Yang Feng stood up and left. Su Dahe glanced at the people kneeling on the ground and followed Yang Feng's footsteps.

Seeing the two of them walking away, one of the concubines asked anxiously: "Sister, what does Mr. Yang mean by this?"

Mrs. Zhou slowly spit out four words, "Destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces."

Not long after Su Dahe and Yang Feng walked out of the Zhou Mansion, fire suddenly burst out from the sky above the Zhou Mansion.

Seeing this, Su Dahe and Yang Feng looked at each other, both seeing relaxation in each other's eyes.

The best way to destroy evidence is to destroy evidence. As long as Zhou Hu's body is destroyed, no one will be able to recognize that he was poisoned unless the murderer comes.

After solving the important matter on their minds, the two separated and returned to their respective homes.

The next day, news of the fire in Zhou's mansion spread. After learning that Zhou Hu's body was burned to ashes, Su Dajiang was completely relieved.

A few days later, the Su family's dyeing workshop was about to be built, but the craftsman in charge of dyeing made Su Dahai's head turn gray with worry.