Song Huafu's denial Song Youtian didn't believe it at all, he actually killed himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Song Youtian's eyes, you are unkind to me.

Song Youtian was ruthless, and even smashed Song Huafu with the hoe in his hand.

Where would Song Huafu have thought that Song Youtian would suddenly do something to himself, and he didn't have time to react at all. As a result, he was injured in the thigh with a hoe.

Song Huafu howled.

Song Youtian was afraid that his neighbors would find out, so he simply didn't do anything, stepped forward to cover Song Huafu's mouth, and warned: "Old thing, don't you want to die? If you want to die, I'll get you right now, so as not to make trouble for me all day long." ”

Song Huafu kicked desperately, but there was no sign of Song Youtian letting go. Song Huafu only felt as if he was about to die, and even his hands and feet began to weaken.

After a while, Song Huafu was motionless, and Song Youtian felt that Song Huafu's struggle in his arms seemed to stop, so he carefully let go of Song Huafu.

It's a pity that when Song Youtian let go of Song Huafu, Song Huafu had already rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

"Daddy. Song Youtian probed Song Huafu's snort and found that it was gone, and he was even more frightened and sat on the ground. He.. He actually killed his own father, what should he do? If the eldest brother and the second brother come back and find out, they will definitely not be able to spare themselves.

The Fang family gave birth to a total of three sons, the eldest and the second have already separated, and Song Huafu and the Fang family live with the youngest son Song Youtian. Now that the Fang family is in prison, the eldest son and the second son are trying their best to get their mother out, but now the younger son Song Youtian has killed his own father, if this is spread out, will he still be able to live?

Song Youtian had never been so scared as at this moment, he even thought of being tortured in the prison, and asked why he killed his own father with a black hand.

Thinking that if he was caught, there would be countless criminal laws waiting for him, Song Youtian felt a chill on his neck.

No, I can't be so tied, I must find a way.

Song Youtian first put Song Huafu's body on the bed, and then began to find all the places in the house where he could hide things, and finally found a few taels of silver.

"Bah, there is only such a little silver, and it is still hidden and not given to me. If I had given it earlier, I wouldn't have killed you. Song Youtian was angry with the broken silver in his hand, and he couldn't remember what the consequences would be if he killed Song Huafu.

Song Youtian stuffed the silver into his clothes, then put the oil lamp at home next to the bed, and then took a jar of wine from the place where the Fang family hid the wine and poured it on the bed.

Song Youtian originally planned to light the fire by himself, but when he thought of the little bit of broken silver in his hand, he would definitely not live long when he went outside.

Song Youtian is reluctant to live a hard life, although the family is not having a good time, but there is still land and land, how can it be worth a little silver. Song Youtian grabbed the cat at home, and then tied it up and gaged it.

The cat's eyes widened and struggled, as if it had foreseen its fate. It was not reconciled, and it could not understand why the owner who had always taken good care of him would tie himself up, and why the old master was lying motionless on the bed? It was just a cat, and it would not understand this at all, so it could only keep struggling.

Song Youtian bolted the door from the inside, then climbed out of the window by himself, and then carefully closed the window.

The cat's constant struggle finally got the oil lamp, and the quilt with the blessing of alcohol burned at once. The flames burst into flames. The cat was so frightened that it kept kicking and thrashing, but the fire had spread to its body. It can only watch the place where it likes to lick the most on weekdays being burned, and it can even smell the smell of its burnt hair.

Song Youtian was relieved to see that the fire had already burned. Then he went down the road to the town, and no one in Living Water Village saw him come back, as long as he hid in the town for a few days so that no one would find out that he had killed his own father. Song Youtian kept comforting himself like this, he didn't want to leave his hometown and didn't want to suffer these hardships outside.

Fang, who had been in prison for almost two months, suddenly had a chill in her back, there were no warm cotton clothes here, even if she was already an elderly woman, she could only starve when she arrived here. A thin layer of single clothes had the word "prisoner" written on it, and she didn't know when she would be released. Obviously, she didn't do anything that day, but she was still brought, is she going to die here so old?

And something must have happened at home, otherwise I wouldn't suddenly feel unsettled.

Fang's body was full of stench, and she wanted to ask the prison to help her bring a letter to her family. But she had no money, and no one in prison was willing to help her. She couldn't do anything but stare at the prison a few times. She is already this age, and even her body is looked down upon.

The fire in Song Huafu's house was soon discovered by the people in the village, and everyone spontaneously organized a firefighting operation. Of course, it is not because everyone is very enthusiastic, but because it is already winter, and the distance between the houses of the villagers in Huoshui Village is not very short, and even many families have already piled firewood around their homes or in the firewood shed for convenience. If this really spreads out, maybe it will be too late for the entire Living Water Village.

Song Li and his family naturally joined in the firefighting operation.

"Dad, what's going on, how can it catch fire when it's so good?" Song Li asked as he brought water.

Song Huafeng shook his head, "I really don't know what's going on, I just hope that Song Huafu and no one in their family are at home, otherwise... Song Huafeng shook his head, the meaning of his words was already very clear.

Song Li felt that her father's thoughts were mostly impossible, for most of the day. If there is no one in the house, where does the fire come from? The most important thing now is to know who is in the house.

The fire was brought under control by the efforts of the villagers, but the Song family had been burned beyond recognition by the fire.

Some of the villagers who came to help were already tired and weak, but they were still comforting themselves. "I managed to get the fire under control, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened. ”

Everyone nodded, "Yes, it's best to control the fire." ”

As soon as the village chief Song Datian came back from outside, he learned from his grandson that Song Huafu's house was on fire, and immediately rushed over.

It's just that when Song Datian arrived, Song Huafu's house was already a scorched earth, and there was nothing left.

"Third uncle. Song took a step forward.

"What's going on?" Song Datian couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him, how did this good look become like this?