90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 9

When Zhang Zhaodi rushed back, Yao Jiajun had been tied up like a dumpling and thrown in the yard, with a bruised face and nose, and groaning all the time.

A group of people from the Liu family were looking around in the yard, each holding dangerous objects such as iron rods.

When Zhang Zhaodi saw this scene, she shouted and rushed over.

"Jiajun! My son! Who beat you like this?"

Yao Jiajun was trembling all over, muttering, "Mom...that damn girl...is back..."

Zhang Zhaodi's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly felt a chill on her back and her neck felt heavy.

Anzi was carried on the shoulders of Liu Qing's youngest son Liu Jiaming and rode a big horse. Her laughter could be heard throughout the yard.

She was interrupted by Zhang Zhaodi's shout. She couldn't help but look over out of curiosity. She saw Yao Pingping riding on her neck and she didn't know where the colorful ball was thrown.

Anzi clapped his hands excitedly, "Sister Pingping, let's ride the big horse together!"

Yao Pingping turned her head and smiled, then bent down and hugged Zhang Zhaodi's neck, strangling her tightly with both hands.

Zhang Zhaodi was not tall, and when Yao Pingping rode on her neck like this, her back was slightly bent, making her look even shorter.

"You beat Jiajun like this, I must call the police!" Zhang Zhaodi shouted at the top of her lungs. Her son was her life.

Liu Ying sneered, "Report it, report it quickly! We didn't beat him up. He was about to kick the stool when we came in, and we saved his life."

As he spoke, he pointed to the noose hanging from the lamp, and underneath it was an overturned wooden stool.

Zhang Zhaodi's palms were covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

She turned to look at Liu Hong, and was surprised that her eldest daughter-in-law didn't even glance at her, which made her feel even more resentful.

This woman just relies on her family's wealth and doesn't take her, the mother-in-law, seriously in every way. She even refuses to buy a new house for Jiajun to get married. Otherwise, how could Jiajun still be single?

"Old man, are you just going to let them bully us, an orphan and a widow?" Zhang Zhaodi helped the dazed Yao Jiajun to sit on a small stool, and glared at Liu Hong fiercely with her green eyes.

Liu Hong raised the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with hatred. She was just suspicious at first, but Yao Jiajun's behavior had made her almost certain that her daughter was murdered by these two people. If she hadn't been waiting for the cleaners and the police, she would have torn the old woman to pieces long ago.

"I think you and your useless little son know why we are here today. You'd better pray that I don't find anything, otherwise I will make you pay for my daughter's life!" Liu Hong immediately broke off relations. Even if it turned out to be a mistake in the end, she didn't care. After her husband died, she had decided not to have any contact with the mother and son.

I don’t know if it’s because her tone and expression are too scary, but Zhang Zhaodi felt inexplicably cold even though it was the hottest afternoon sun.

But for her son, she couldn't admit defeat, so she calmed herself down and raised her voice, "Liu Hong, have you forgotten what Jiacheng said to you before he died?"

When she mentioned her foolishly filial husband, Liu Hong immediately said, "Don't worry, once the matter is investigated, I will move him from the cemetery back to your Yao family's ancestral grave as soon as possible."

If a man who marries into her family doesn't obey her, he should get out of her Liu family! He has to get out even if he dies!

"You!" Zhang Zhaodi was so angry that she almost couldn't catch her breath.

At this time, a red car stopped outside the yard, and Yao Jinsong finally arrived.

He got out of the car and rushed into the yard. Just as he was about to speak, Liu Qing waved his hand and several younger generations present immediately came forward, surrounded him, and took him aside, not giving him a chance to speak for Zhang Zhaodi and her son.

Faced with so many tall and strong cousins, Yao Jinsong's momentum instantly weakened. He was like a quail and dared not say a word.

Fang Shazhan stepped forward at the right time and took out his ID, "I am Fang Xuchi, the sergeant of CID."

Liu Qing nodded, "Fang Shazhan came at the right time. We have contacted the cleaning company." Fang Shazhan observed the situation in the yard calmly and nodded.

At the moment, the Liu family did not do anything extreme, so he could not say anything and just waited for the cleaning company to come.

"Sir! I want to call the police! They broke into the house and injured people! My son can't speak after being beaten by them! We need to go to the hospital!" Zhang Zhaodi hugged Yao Jiajun and screamed, but her face was pale and her forehead was covered with sweat. She looked much more seriously ill than Yao Jiajun who kept talking nonsense.

Fang Shazhan cleared his throat and deliberately avoided eye contact with her. "The cleaning company should be here soon."

Based on his experience in handling cases, Zhang Zhaodi's behavior clearly showed that she was guilty.

Fortunately, the cleaning company didn't keep them waiting too long.

Liu Qing specifically asked the two strongest young men in the family to guard the mother and child. A group of people went to the manure pit behind to avoid scaring the child. Anzi was carried by Liu Jiaming to stroll in the village.

After working until dark, someone found a small bone, and then a corpse tied to stones with iron chains was discovered.

Yao Pingping, who had been missing for 15 years, finally saw the light of day.

Because they still had a long time to work, Liu Jiaming and his brother Liu Jiaxin were responsible for driving Anzi home.

Liu Ying reacted quickly and immediately wrapped a big red envelope of 1000 yuan and secretly stuffed it into Anzi's small backpack.

The younger generations of the Liu family also found it magical. They all heard that it was Anzi who suddenly came to the door and said that Yao Pingping was in the Yao family's cesspool.

On the way home, two young men in their early twenties chatted with Anzi with a smile, "Anzi, did you really see Sister Pingping?"

Anzi nodded heavily, she is a good girl and she doesn’t lie.

"Then Anzi, can you see anyone else?" Liu Jiaming rubbed his hands excitedly.

He just entered college this year and is at the age where he is curious about everything.

Yao Pingping’s incident broke his long-held perception.

Anzi tilted his head in confusion, "What other people?"

Liu Jiaming hugged her small body, like a brother, "Oh, those are... ghosts..."

Anzi was even more confused, "Brother Jiaming, what is a ghost?"

Liu Jiaming was scratching his head anxiously. How should he explain this to this little girl who knew nothing?
Liu Jiaxin was almost laughing like crazy while driving.

The three of them were chatting enthusiastically without any communication. The car drove into a small road and suddenly a woman with long hair in a white dress appeared in front of them and waved to stop the car.

"Brother, there is a sister trying to stop a car." Anzi raised his hand. The sister was injured and there was a lot of blood on her skirt. She must want to take a ride to the hospital.

"I see. Let's ask her if she needs a ride. It's so remote here, so any help is appreciated." Liu Jiaxin said as he slowed down the car, but Liu Jiaming slammed the seat and said, "Go, go, go!"

Liu Jiaxin was confused, "What's wrong?"

Liu Jiaming didn't dare to say a word. He picked up Anzi with one hand and pounded the seat in front of him with the other hand to urge him.

He had good eyesight and saw at a glance that the woman who stopped the car had no legs. He was so scared that he almost pissed himself!

(End of this chapter)