Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chapter 451: Suspect

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As soon as the person walked away, the old Zhou's house immediately closed the door. Zhou Zhoulang spat outside the door and cursed secretly: "I can't eat you to death!"

Qian's face darkened, and he shouted, "Fourth!"

"Hey—" Zhou Lang immediately turned around with a smile on his face, "Mother, what are your orders?"

Qian handed Man Bao to him and said, "Send Man Bao to the Bai family to study with the young masters."

Zhou Zhou Lang immediately went forward to take Man Bao's bookcase courteously.

Man Bao pouted and said, "Mom, I don't want to go."

"Why don't you go?" Qian said with a stern face, "Didn't you say that Grandma Liu is back? You also agreed to go over and say hello. Wouldn't it be a breach of trust and disrespect if you don't go?"

"Go, the sun is too big, you don't have to go home for your lunch break, and you can go to school with your husband directly in the afternoon," Qian said, "Now the house is a mess, and your father and I don't even have a charter, and you don't have a plan to stay at home." use."

Man Bao felt that her mother seemed to be hiding something from her, but she couldn't disobey her mother, so she could only follow Zhou Zhoulang away sullenly.

Zhou Zhoulang walked beside her, shielding her from the sun, comforting her all the way, "Are you unhappy because that yamen servant is annoying?"

"That's right!" Man Bao said, "Also, my uncle is dead."

Uncle died long ago.

Zhou Zhoulang secretly thought, but he still made a look of regret, "In fact, my parents and family have already expected this matter, after all, there has been no news for so many years."

"The yamen servant said that my brother-in-law has already married a wife and has a child. Those bandits are too abominable. They even killed the child."

Zhou Zhou Lang nodded again and again, "Yes, they are all bad guys!"

"That yamen servant is not a good person, my mother is so sad, and he still patronizes to get things from our house."

Zhou Zhoulang gave her an idea, "Man Bao, don't you know the county magistrate very well? Next time you go to the county seat, you can go to the county magistrate to file a complaint. I just asked the village chief and I learned his name."

Zhou Zhoulang snorted coldly and said: "Such a bad servant, if he continues to work in the yamen, he will mostly harm people."

Man Bao nodded fiercely, keeping this matter in mind, and asked, "Fourth Brother, what's his name?"

The two brothers and sisters were talking while walking on the bridge. At this time, Mrs. Qian asked Mrs. Feng to detain the children in the small courtyard, leaving only six sons and Mrs. Qian in the big courtyard.

The whole family and the village chief sat in the main room for a meeting, and even their voices were deliberately lowered.

The village chief looked at the road guide again and again, but he was still very puzzled, "Don't tell me, it looks like Uncle Xiaoyin."

"Uncle Yin is Uncle Yin, you have to add a little bit," old Zhou Tou muttered a few words, and said, "What does the appearance look like? Anyway, the appearance on this road leads back and forth, isn't it just a few words?" What facial features Zhou Zheng, fair complexion, slightly straight nose... The strange thing is, this Zhou Yin is also from our Luojiang County, and he went to Shangzhou to marry a wife from us... "

The village chief couldn't help asking, "By the way, Uncle Jin, I remember that Aunt Xiaoyin's surname is Xia, right?"

Old Zhou replied sullenly, "So you said it was a coincidence?"

"Coincidental!" The village chief put down the guide, and his face was a little heavy, "This is also a coincidence, even the storytellers in the county taverns dare not say that."

There was silence in the room, not knowing what to say.

Wu Wulang and Saturday Lang, who had heard all kinds of stories from Man Bao, looked around and couldn't help whispering: "Father, mother, could it be that my uncle offended someone, but my uncle also has friends. Uncle's friend helped to do it, the purpose is to let our family not be afraid?"

Old Zhou said angrily: "Then why didn't you come a few years ago, you have to wait until now?"

"Maybe they didn't find us a few years ago?" Wu Wulang speculated, "Didn't something happen to our village last year..."

Wu Wulang didn't finish his sentence, the faces of the village head and old Zhou Tou changed at the same time, and they also thought of what happened after the disaster last year.

The two actually felt that there was some truth in what Wu Wulang said.

The village chief was very worried, and asked, "What the hell does Uncle Yin do?"

Old Zhou said angrily: "What can he do? It's just that he has studied for a few years, can farm land, and can do some small business. Do you really believe those officials who said that he went to rob houses? My Erlang is like that person?"

The village chief didn't speak.

Old Zhou Tou said angrily: "You saw him when he came back. As far as he is proud, does he seem to be lying? Besides, the officials who came to the village are very wrong. You don't know..."

Speaking of the latter, the old Zhou's voice became smaller and smaller. Although he had always firmly believed that Zhou Yin would not do bad things, he still felt a little guilty over the years.

At that time, Zhou Yin's time at home was too short. Although he told about his experiences in those years, they didn't have time to ask more details, and no one could confirm that what he said was true.

These years, relying on his good reputation in the village in the early years, everyone subconsciously believed that Zhou Yin would not do bad things, let alone be a bandit that officials said would rob houses.

Don't ask Lao Zhou to produce evidence, he can't tell more about his experience.

Old Zhou held his head and didn't want to talk anymore.

The village chief sighed and asked, "Then what are you going to do about this?"

"Give him a funeral," Qian suddenly said, "call out his soul, and let's go outside and say that we will set up a clothes tomb. All these years, we only dared to secretly burn some paper money and incense for him, but we couldn't make a good obeisance. Now that The yamen asked us to get rid of the registration, so let’s do all these things.”

The village chief thought for a while, then nodded, "That's fine, once this matter is implemented, the people in the village will have something on their minds. Where's the bond?"

Qian looked at Old Zhou.

Old Zhou thought for a while and said: "I have to trouble you to sign one, and I will go to other houses for the remaining four. Don't worry, if something happens in the future, you will be bitten to death and deceived by my family. I will bear it all. "

"What is Uncle Jin talking about? Even if something happens, it's not our fault. The county government told us that he died. We killed him and carried it over for so many years. It doesn't make sense. The longer it takes, the more scared he is .”

This kind of thing is the easiest to be turned over in the first year when the incident happened. It has been seven years now, and the county government has sent such a good excuse this time.

However, it is indeed riskier for someone to sign a bond.

Old Zhou Tou obviously knew this too, so he looked at Mrs. Qian and discussed, "Go and open the money box and take out a penny."

The village chief looked at Lao Zhou in surprise, he really was willing to pay for it, and hang it, is this still his stingy Uncle Jin

Old Zhou Tou is of course also heartbroken, but his younger brother will be able to eat the chicken, duck, fish, steamed buns and plain rice they gave, and the family will finally be able to talk about him without being too taboo, and the sharp knife on his head has also been shifted a bit Son, so this heartache has been relieved a lot.