"I have actually suspected you, Second Uncle, for a long time." Xia Qianqian said softly, "If you don't want others to know, then you better not do it."
"How did you, a little girl, find out?" Xia Dinghai asked in a hoarse voice.
"Since you encountered bandits together, why was my father the only one who died? Even if my father was dead, why didn't you go back to look for his body, and why didn't you stop my mother from looking for it? There is only one reason, you felt guilty and were afraid that after you found my father's body, someone would discover any clues." Xia Qianqian said.
Xia Dinghai was dissatisfied: "Just like that?"
"After my father died, the Xia family fell into your hands. You took away my father's property and his son! But how can you be so cautious? Will you be willing to give all the property to your stepson in the future? You are young and strong, but you dare not marry a young son. Second Aunt must have some leverage over you."
"It just so happened that I went to the kiln field to look at the porcelain clay a few days ago and found that you and Widow Wang had an affair. This made me more certain of this guess. You have such a thief's heart, why do you lack the courage to do it?"
"You!" Xia Dinghai's face changed drastically.
He and Widow Wang had been having an affair for a long time, and the place where they met changed frequently. They moved to the haystack by the river a few days ago. He thought he was cautious and left no traces, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Xia Qianqian!
It’s true, God wants him to die!
Every time Xia Qianqian said something, Xia Dinghai's face turned paler: "You are just a little girl, but you have such a meticulous mind..."
Xia Qianqian just smiled. Finding the murderer and avenging Xia Dingshan was the best she could do for the original owner.
"Xia Qianqian, I admit defeat. I'll ask you one last favor..." Xia Dinghai smiled bitterly.
"Beg me?" Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows. "Why should I agree to you?"
"I am going to die..."
"When my father died, were you kind to us? It was you who said my mother was unlucky in marriage, and it was you who said I was unlucky in father's life. It was also you who instigated grandpa and grandma to sell me to the landlord's stupid son as a concubine!"
Xia Qianqian became more and more angry as she spoke, and her voice became louder and louder.
The stupid sons of the landlords stood together, their eyes twitching.
Xia Dingfeng glanced at Gu Changsheng awkwardly and whispered, "At that time, you were indeed still a fool..."
"Shut up!" Gu Changsheng glared at Xia Dingfeng fiercely.
Xia Dingfeng shrank his neck: "Third Master, just think that I was farting just now!"
"The fart stinks!" Qing Tong snorted.
Xia Dingfeng: “…”
"Xia Qianqian, please let my son go, he hasn't been born yet. I'll tell you where my personal money is, I'll give it all to you, please treat my lover and son well..."
"Haha!" Xia Qianqian laughed.
Xia Dinghai looked at her eagerly: "Qianqian, everything in the past was Second Uncle's fault. Second Uncle has let your family down. But the child is innocent..."
"Even when you are about to die, you are still thinking about your eldest son. Second uncle, what can I say to you? If Second Aunt and my sisters hear what you say, they will be sad."
Xia Dinghai hated Song when he mentioned her. If that damn woman hadn't let the cat out of the bag, his brother-killing would never have been exposed, and he wouldn't have been sentenced to death!
Xia Qianqian looked at the hatred in his eyes and felt deeply sorry for the Song family.
After being married for more than ten years, they were ultimately no match for the son in their mistress' belly.
"I have only one wish..."
"What if I insist on letting you die with regret?"
Xia Dinghai was about to cry: "Qianqian, I kowtow to you, I beg you..."
(End of this chapter)