Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Tangtang was awakened by the crying and shouting in the backyard. Rubbing her eyes, she groggily snuggled into her brother's arms.

"Brother...why is it so noisy at Uncle's house...he's crying so sadly..."

The Lin and Liu families lived in the backyard, separated by Xu Damao's house.

Lin Tian gently patted his younger sister's back, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible pleasure: "Second Uncle is beating his son."

"oh oh..."

Tangtang nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Although she was only three and a half years old, she had grown up in a courtyard house and knew that Liu Haizhong often beat his son.

Sometimes it was Liu Guangtian, sometimes Liu Guangfu, cracking their belts so loudly that the whole backyard could hear it.

But this time seems different.

The cries were so heart-wrenching, more so than ever before.

I cried just like I did when my parents were in a coma.

Tangtang tilted her little face up and asked again, "Guoguo, why did Second Uncle break you?"

The "bad guy" she was referring to was Liu Guangtian.

In a child's simple world, anyone who hits their older brother is a bad person.

Lin Tian's eyes turned cold, but his voice remained gentle: "Because, he made a mistake."

Because he killed the original owner of the body, he couldn't sleep unless the original owner died.

Of course, he wouldn't say these things to his sister.

"oh..."

Tangtang seemed to understand but not quite, and buried her little head in her brother's arms again, "Brother, Tangtang is scared..."

"Don't be afraid, your brother is here."

Lin Tian hugged his little sister tightly and coaxed her softly, "Tangtang, brother will sing you a nursery rhyme, okay..."

"good!"

He hummed a tuneless nursery rhyme in a soft voice.

There was a pot of porridge in the Liu family's house.

Li Zhaodi held her son's body tightly, refusing to let go, crying her heart out: "My darling... open your eyes and look at your mother... Mom cooked you eggs... get up and eat..."

Liu Haizhong slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant, repeatedly muttering, "I didn't mean to... I really didn't mean to..."

Liu Guangfu knelt beside his second brother, sobbing uncontrollably: "Second brother... wake up, second brother... look at me... I'll give you my share... wake up..."

Did Liu Haizhong beat his own son to death?

Yi Zhonghai felt a mix of emotions.

On the one hand, he felt that Liu Haizhong was too ruthless; no matter how wrong his son was, he shouldn't have beaten him to death.

On the other hand... he also felt a little jealous.

All Yi Zhonghai ever wanted in his life was a son.

Some drown in floods, others die of drought.

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly to himself.

Sha Zhu stood beside Yi Zhonghai, clicked his tongue, and whispered, "Uncle, I never expected Uncle to be so ruthless... he even beat his own son to death..."

Looks like I can't tease him anymore; he's a blacksmith, and his strength is no less than mine, a cook's..."

The words were spoken cryptically, but the meaning was clear.

Liu Haizhong could even kill his own son, so beating others would be a piece of cake for him.

Yi Zhonghai glared at Sha Zhu: "Zhu Zi, say less."

Sha Zhu shut up reluctantly, but the fear in his eyes didn't disappear.

Yan Bugui pushed up his glasses and stood on the periphery of the crowd, his expression complex.

Although he and Liu Haizhong were both senior members of the household, he was always the one being overshadowed.

Liu Haizhong wants to replace Yi Zhonghai as the eldest son, and Yan Bugui also wants to climb the ranks.

Now that this has happened to Liu Haizhong...

Yan Bugui thought to himself: If Liu Haizhong gets in, the hospital will have one less competitor.

But this incident had a terrible impact; if word got out, the reputation of the entire courtyard house would be ruined...

He shook his head and sighed.

This is not a good matter.

Xu Damao was also squeezed into the crowd, his eyes darting around.

He'd witnessed two major dramas today—first Jia Dongxu died, and now Liu Guangtian died.

"Tsk tsk..."

Xu Damao muttered under his breath, "What kind of evil spirit is going on in this courtyard? Two people have died in one day..."

Someone nudged him: "Xu Damao, shut up!"

Xu Damao pursed his lips, but didn't say anything more.

Looking at Liu Haizhong's dejected appearance in the room, he felt a little uneasy.

That old bastard Liu Haizhong, he always seemed like a power-hungry coward, I never expected him to be so ruthless...

I was just thinking about it.

Director Li and his team have arrived again.

This time, not only Chief Li came, but also several young police officers and a forensic doctor.

When Director Li saw the scene inside the room, his face darkened: "What happened?"

Yi Zhonghai quickly stepped forward: "Director Li, this...this was an accident...Old Liu, he..."

"Accident?"

Director Li interrupted him, went into the room, and squatted down to examine Liu Guangtian's body.

The forensic doctor also came in, examined the body carefully, and looked up at Director Li and said, "The deceased was stabbed in the left chest by a sharp object, which injured his heart. He died on the spot, and the time of death was about half an hour ago."

Director Li stood up and looked at Liu Haizhong: "Comrade Liu Haizhong, please explain what's going on?"

Liu Haizhong raised his head, his eyes unfocused: "I...I just hit him a few times...he fell down...and then..."

"How many times did you hit me?" Chief Li asked sternly. "And with what?"

"Belt..." Liu Haizhong murmured.

Director Li saw the belt on the ground, picked it up and looked at it, then looked at the whip marks on Liu Guangtian's body.

The whip marks were fresh, while some were old.

"Did you inflict all the injuries on your son?" Director Li asked.

Liu Haizhong nodded, then shook his head: "I...I didn't mean to...I just wanted to teach him a lesson..."

"Should we teach him a lesson?"

Director Li sneered, "Comrade Liu Haizhong, do you know that whipping someone with a belt constitutes intentional injury? Now that the person is dead, it's intentional injury resulting in death."

Liu Haizhong trembled: "No...no...I didn't mean to kill him..."

At this moment, Li Zhaodi rushed over and grabbed Director Li's arm: "Director! Old Liu didn't do it on purpose! He just has a bad temper! Please spare him! My son is already dead, we can't arrest Old Liu too."

Director Li looked at the grieving mother and softened his tone: "Comrade, I understand your feelings, but the law is the law."

He turned to the two young policemen: "Cuff Liu Haizhong and take him back to the police station."

"yes!"

Two policemen stepped forward and handcuffed Liu Haizhong.

The silver handcuffs gleamed coldly under the light.

Looking at the handcuffs on his hands, Liu Haizhong suddenly burst into tears: "Guangtian... Dad is so sorry... Dad really didn't mean it..."

Two policemen then lifted Liu Guangtian's body onto a stretcher, preparing to transport it away.

Li Zhaodi rushed forward, gripping the stretcher tightly: "No! Don't take my son away! Guangtian! My Guangtian!"

Liu Guangfu also cried and hugged his mother's leg: "Mom...Mom, don't be like this...Second brother is already dead...Let him go..."

The scene brought tears to the eyes of many people in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and pleaded, "Second Aunt, let the child rest in peace..."

After much persuasion, they finally managed to pull Li Zhaodi away.

The police carried Liu Guangtian's body out, with Liu Haizhong following behind in handcuffs, and Li Zhaodi and Liu Guangfu chasing after them, crying.

The people in the courtyard silently made way for them.

After a long silence, Yi Zhonghai sighed, "Everyone, go home... We have to go to work tomorrow..."

But no one moved.

Everyone was still in shock from what they had just witnessed.

Two people died in the courtyard in one day.

Jia Dongxu's death was suspicious, while Liu Guangtian's death was tragic.

Who will be the next one?

Xu Damao swallowed hard and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He glanced in the direction of the Lin family—it seemed that ever since that Lin family brat "came back to life," things had become unsettled in the courtyard...

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses and whispered to the third aunt, "Go home...in the future...mind your own business..."

Sha Zhu scratched his head and said to Yi Zhonghai, "Uncle, shouldn't we invite a Taoist priest to perform a ritual in this courtyard?"

Yi Zhonghai glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's a new society now, why do you still believe in these feudal superstitions?"

But deep down, he was also a little uneasy.

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