Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Lin Tian glanced lightly through the crowd, his gaze landing on the figure who was still wailing and lamenting.

Madam Jia was slumped on the ground, patting the ground with both hands alternately, and repeating the same few sentences over and over again.

"My son died a terrible death."

"Someone must have killed him."

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"You have to stand up for me!"

A heart-wrenching wail.

It neither harms nor draws blood, yet it is enough to instill a lingering sense of unease or fear in everyone who hears it.

Lin Tian was extremely agitated.

That old hag is at it again, searching for enemies out of thin air.

Regardless of whether he's the killer or not, I'll take a few bites first.

This demeanor reminded him of the last time, of how she had implicated him, accusing him of being the murderer.

Although she was indeed the murderer, the fact that she dared to bite an eight-year-old child showed that this woman's brain had been thoroughly pickled by her black and hard heart.

A person like that shouldn't be allowed to stay overnight.

The sooner you deal with it, the cleaner it will be.

Lin Jianguo lowered his voice a few decibels: "Wife, take Xiaotian back to the house. It's not fully light yet, and it's creepy at night."

"Don't let the children be frightened. I'll stay and cooperate with the police to see if there are any further instructions."

He was equally annoyed by Jia Zhangshi's baseless accusations.

Lin's mother looked at him, then at the busy police officers behind the cordon, bent down and took Lin Tian's hand:

"Come on, Xiaotian, come back to the house with Mom."

Lin Tian obediently followed his mother for a few steps until the door closed, at which point the crying and chatter ceased.

And at the scene.

Qin Huairu knelt outside the cordon, looking down at Jia Dongxu's stretcher, her shoulders trembling.

I cried for so long that my eyes are swollen.

He Yuzhu walked up to her at some point, squatted down, and lowered his voice:

"Sister Qin, don't be afraid. Even though Brother Dongxu is gone, you still have me. As long as I have something to eat, I will never let you go hungry."

Qin Huai raised her head, the tear stains at the corners of her eyes still wet. The moonlight fell on her face, making the thin layer of water glisten exceptionally clear.

That pitiful and ethereal beauty captivated He Yuzhu, leaving him utterly mesmerized.

Qin Huairu's voice trembled slightly as she said, "Zhuzi, my heart aches... How could Dongxu abandon us, a widow and her children? What am I supposed to do... Banggeng and Xiaodang are still so young..."

He Yuzhu's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then moved downwards, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

That hand reached out involuntarily, tentatively touching, the warmth of his palm seeping through the thin fabric. He whispered:

"Sister Qin, you're so cold, don't catch a cold."

Qin Huairu's body stiffened abruptly. She looked down and saw the hand that was pressed against her forefoot.

Her voice was lowered, carrying a suppressed anger: "Silly Zhu, what are you doing?"

He Yuzhu stopped, realizing what had just happened to him.

So soft, so warm, so comfortable!

He immediately put on an innocent expression, but his voice carried a barely perceptible hint of guilt:

"Sister Qin, didn't you say you were in pain? I just wanted to rub it for you to make you feel better."

The hand pressed down slightly again, and Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat. The feeling wasn't excitement, but rather alertness.

She pulled her hand away and lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear: "Zhu Zi, I know you feel sorry for your sister."

But you can't bully your sister, Dongxu... he's still watching you."

She slightly raised her chin towards the crooked old locust tree, as if to warn Sha Zhu.

He Yuzhu subconsciously followed her gaze and saw a very faint shadow flickering slightly among the branches of the old locust tree.

He Yuzhu felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively shrinking back, his voice involuntarily lowering:

"Brother Dongxu, I was wrong, please don't blame me. I was just worried that Sister Qin would catch a cold. Later... later I'll secretly burn some paper money for you..."

"You're a magnanimous person, don't hold it against me..."

Qin Huai lowered his eyes, and the tension in his heart eased slightly, knowing that he had made the right bet.

Even if Sha Zhu was incredibly bold, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of a dead person.

However, a sudden change occurred!

"Silly Zhu, you're cheating on me?"

A mocking voice chimed in from the side, "Look at you, such a coward."

Xu Damao walked over at some point, his hands tucked into his sleeves, tilting his head as he looked at He Yuzhu.

His gaze shifted from He Yuzhu's face to Qin Huairu, lingering for a moment at the distance between them that they hadn't yet closed, before he drew out the last syllable meaningfully:

"So that's why you're being so attentive. You're just taking advantage of her recent divorce to sneak into her life?"

He Yuzhu was hit where it hurt by the word "cheating," and recalling the fleeting shadow in the old locust tree earlier, his expression shifted several times, as if someone had publicly ripped off a fig leaf. He clenched his fist and waved it:

"Get out! Xu Damao, if you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I'll hit you!"

Xu Damao took half a step back, but his gaze lingered on Qin Huairu.

Jia Dongxu is dead. This woman is now without a husband, raising two children and a mother-in-law who is slumped on the doorstep, wailing and lamenting.

He could tell at a glance that Sha Zhu wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he also had another thought in his mind.

Looking at Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but fantasize in his heart, thinking that if he were to do it once...

You have to stand up for yourself.

The thought of Qin Huairu washing clothes in the yard every day, with her curvaceous figure, made him furious.

A little person in my mind is fantasizing:

Woman, you're playing with fire! Kneel down!

He Yuzhu noticed Xu Damao's lewd and evil gaze, and a fire suddenly ignited in his heart, causing him to clench his fists even tighter.

You, Xu Damao, are secretly pleased with yourself, even though you haven't even kissed Sister Qin. How outrageous!

What's the difference between this and dating your goddess?

"Damn it! Xu Damao, what are you looking at? Where are your thieving eyes looking?"

Sha Zhu roared and charged forward to fight.

Startled by his shout, Xu Damao snapped back to his senses and instinctively took two steps back to avoid him.

This is the ultimate skill and ease that has been honed through years of training and practice.

Xu Damao immediately ran two steps toward the police officers on the other side of the cordon, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Police officers, help! Sha Zhu is going to beat me to death!"

Whose general is so brave?

The officers all turned their inquisitive gazes toward them, eager to see who was so bold as to break the law right in front of them.

Chief Li was squatting under the crooked old locust tree, inspecting the soil near the roots, glaring at the two men: "What's all this commotion about? Isn't it chaotic enough that someone's already died?"

He Yuzhu suddenly stopped, watching Xu Damao's retreating figure, clenching and unclenching his fists helplessly.

He wouldn't dare mess with the police officers.

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