On the 15th of February, it could not be stopped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Early that morning, the county officials poured into the streets of Dongcheng without breaking their promises, and forcibly evicted all the residents who did not want to move out of their homes.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Chen Qiqing cleaned himself up and put on the new clothes that Liu Shuangli gave him during the New Year, and then asked Liu Shuangli to move a chair to the courtyard, and he sat quietly on the chair, waiting for the arrival of the officials.

It was overcast, the sun was blocked by dense clouds, the breeze blew calmly, a large dark cloud gently drifted through the sky, and after a while, the sky began to scatter a dense curtain of rain.

Liu Shuangli held up the umbrella and walked lightly to the old man, trying to persuade him to go into the house and wait.

The old man shook his head calmly and did not get up.

Seeing that he couldn't move, Liu Shuangli had no choice but to hold an umbrella and stay in the courtyard with the old man and wait quietly. When Qin Siyang saw it, he also took an umbrella and held it up, and accompanied him in the courtyard.

In the middle of the day, there was a commotion outside the courtyard, and the person they were waiting for finally arrived.

When the yamen trappers dressed up vigorously pushed open the already sturdy courtyard gate and swarmed in front of the courtyard gate, the old man slowly stood up, slowly nodded to the group of people, and said lightly: "You are here." ”

The group of people who were originally arrogant were all stunned by this surprisingly calm greeting, and after a while, the leading catcher nodded stiffly and replied: "Yes, we are here, Old Man Chen, you can also go." ”

"Yes, I can go. The old man nodded his head and slowly swept around the crowd in front of him.

There are a total of more than a dozen people in front of him, in addition to the seven or eight trappers of the Yamen, there are also Song Ye and a few of his right-hand men.

Yes, everyone is here, he can go.

Chen Qiqing smiled, bent his waist slightly, and slowly took two steps in front of him.

"Sir!" Liu Shuangli called softly, the old man's strange behavior made her faintly feel very uneasy, and when she saw the old man walking forward, she also hurriedly followed and chased forward, helped the old man, and wanted to pull him back under the umbrella.

However, as soon as her hand was stretched out, it slipped away. No, no, it wasn't a slip away, but it was thrown away by the old man. It's just because the old man's strength at this moment is too weak, so no matter how much strength he uses, he doesn't feel much when it is applied to Liu Shuangli's body.

But although the strength was light, the old man's movements and expressions when he shook them off were really wrong, Liu Shuangli looked at it and subconsciously called out again: "Sir, you-"

As if he hadn't heard anything, the old man slowly took two steps forward, smiled slightly at the group of servants and thugs standing in front of him, and then slowly turned around and faced himself with the stout and tall jujube tree in the courtyard.

"Sir?" Liu Shuangli raised his voice again, hurriedly stepped forward, and helped the old man.

The old man didn't move, just turned his head slightly, looked at Liu Shuangli, and then reached out and groped in his arms, and found out the bat jade pendant that Liu Shuangli had shown two days ago.

"Baby, help the old man keep this jade pendant!" the old man nodded and said in a mournful voice.

"Sir-" Liu Shuangli was stunned for a moment, and under the old man's begging gaze, he involuntarily took the jade pendant.

"Baby, please remember that the old man's son's name is Chen Fan, and he has a long mast. Under his left ear...... There is a ...... under the left ear A large red mole. ”

"Sir, I wrote it down, but you ......"

Hearing Liu Shuangli's reply, Chen Qiqing nodded calmly, broke away from Liu Shuangli's hand, and walked forward slowly.

The drizzle in the sky is getting denser and denser.

Chen Qiqing's whole body was separated from Liu Shuangli's umbrella, and he was under the dense rain.

The strange atmosphere made the trappers who had just rushed into the courtyard impatient. As soon as the leading trapper gave an order, two officials wanted to rush forward to escort the old man, but as soon as they rushed out two steps, they were stopped by Song Ye, who was standing at the forefront.

The scene in front of him made Song Ye's heart tense, and he had an ominous premonition. After blocking the servant, he immediately frowned and strode towards the old man Chen Qiqing.

However, as soon as Song Ye took two steps, Liu Shuangli's empty hand was just about to help the old man again......

The old man under the rain curtain suddenly stopped and stopped, Song Ye stopped his steps suddenly, and Liu Shuangli's outstretched hand unconsciously stopped in mid-air.

I saw the old man slowly raise his head and look up at the sky.

The sky was overcast, and the slightest drizzle kept falling.

The old man's expression was so deep, as if he was appealing to the sky, and as if he was seeing something through the heavy rain.

At this moment, time seemed to stop with the old man's hope.

The rain soaked the old man's body, but he still stood motionless.

Time passed slowly, and the next moment, at this moment before everyone could react from the scene in front of them. The old man stared at the heavens, his pupils suddenly closed, his head lowered, and his thin body rushed forward......

"Sir......" Liu Shuangli screamed, and rushed forward to grab the old man.

But the old man who is slow and thin is not sure where the strength comes from at this moment, the momentum is so fierce, so fast, so powerless......

A piece of blood-red water continued to gush out from the old man's head and slowly flowed down the dry jujube tree stem.

The fine rain and the thick meaning of late spring could not hide the blood that appeared in the courtyard in a flash.

Liu Shuangli knelt in front of the old man and stretched out his hand to help him up, but his trembling hands couldn't do anything, so he could only pull the corners of the old man's clothes in vain.

Liu Shuangli's tears couldn't stop sliding down, the umbrella that had been holding her hand had already rolled off to the side, and the dense rain slowly soaked her whole body, mixed with her tears, dripping to the ground little by little.

Qin Siyang hurriedly stepped forward, without holding an umbrella, came to Liu Shuangli, and half-squatted down to support her.

"Siyang, I'm so stupid, so stupid...... Mr.'s performance for so many days is obviously, it is clear that he has already thought about what he wants to do today...... Want...... But I ...... But I ......"

Qin Siyang shook his head, stretched out his hands and hugged Liu Shuangli tightly, silently accompanying her with tears in her face, kneeling in the drizzle together.

The sudden change caught the Yamen officers who had rushed into the courtyard off guard, and they were stunned for a while when they looked at the old man who was lying in a pool of blood.

The first to react was Song Ye. He darkened his gaze, and ordered his entourage to step forward with him, and together they carried the body of the old man Chen Qiqing into the main house.

Liu Shuangli was also supported by Qin Siyang and followed them into the house.

"His grandmother's, it's really unlucky" Seeing Song Ye and Liu Shuang leave the house, the leading trapper in the courtyard finally came back to his senses and scolded unhappily. Stinky old man, if you want to die, you won't die sooner, you really fucking will pick up time.

looked into the house again, and saw that Song Ye was instructing his subordinates to rein in everything, and at the same time comforting the two children, as if he was going to talk for a long time, and the leading trapper was unhappy again.

In the house, Song Ye comforted Liu Shuangli for a few words, seeing that she was still sad and abnormal, knowing that this straight-hearted and kind-hearted child would not be able to persuade him for a while, and he didn't say more, and after a few simple words, he led his men out of the house and returned to the courtyard.