"Another point, you forgot to blow the kerosene lamp, why didn't you forget to lock the doors and windows?"

There were wisps of coldness flashing in her dark eyes, Xue Miaomiao didn't wait for Village Chief Zhao to speak, and asked coldly again: "If you hadn't locked the doors and windows, then, even if the village chief's wife didn't find out that it was on fire in time, if there was a place where the doors and windows could be opened, it would be impossible for her to faint and wait by the door to die." ”

"I ......"

"Village Chief Zhao, you don't have to rush to defend yourself, I have already reported to the official, if you have anything to say, you can wait until the county government to speak."

The reason why she was willing to say so many things was not for Village Chief Zhao, but for the villagers of Qingshan Village, so that they could know these doubts, so as not to be led away by Village Chief Zhao's previous words.

"I didn't kill anyone, you can't arrest me!"

As soon as he saw the officials approaching, Zhao Zheng immediately panicked, retreated again and again, and his face turned two points white.

"Whether there is any murder, wait until you get to the county office and tell our county master."

They were sent by the county magistrate to arrest people, regardless of whether he had it or not, it was only serious to bring people back.

“…… No! Don't come here!! ”

This has entered the county office, can it still come out alive?

Zhao Zheng thought of Aunt Zhao and his son who were still locked up in the county government, they really offended Xue Miaomiao a little, and they were imprisoned until now, he was offending people to death, and she finally got a chance to be caught, can this person still let him go?

Almost instinctively, he dodged the capture of the officials, however, he was an ordinary person after all, and he was quickly caught.

No one paid attention to his roar, and the two officials escorted him to the county office.

The other villagers glanced at each other, thought about it, but still couldn't restrain their curiosity, and followed the two officials to the county office. terminal

"Don't be afraid, he'll never hurt you again."

Xue Miaomiao didn't rush to leave, she glanced at the village chief's wife who was cowering on the bed, thought about it, and said: "I reported to the official, if you want to seek justice for yourself, you can go to the county government with me to testify, and if you can't face him, you can also recuperate here and wait for the result." ”

At the end of the day, this is a poor man.

Although she is not overflowing with sympathy, she is not an iron-hearted person in the end, and she still can't help but be a little embarrassed to see that a good person ends up with such a result.

“…… Will he die? ”

When Xue Miaomiao's patience was exhausted and she was about to leave, Mother Zhao suddenly reached out and grabbed her, and looked at Xue Miaomiao's puzzled eyes for a long time before she squeezed out four words.

"Do you want him dead?"

Without answering the rhetorical question, Xue Miaomiao looked at the village chief's wife quietly.

"I don't want to."

Almost without hesitation, Mother Zhao shook her head lightly, lowered her eyelids slightly, and whispered in a low voice: "Although he wants to kill me, I don't know the reason, but I still don't want him to lose his life, don't you look down on me very much?" But a husband and wife, when you get married in the future, you will understand. ”

For the first time, Mother Zhao did not face Xue Miaomiao's sneer, nor did she maliciously attack her, but smiled bitterly and spoke calmly.

“…… I can't make the decision on this matter, and I have to be sentenced by the prefectural magistrate. ”

Sighing helplessly, Xue Miaomiao didn't answer the words of the village chief's wife, said a word indifferently, looked at her, and asked in a deep voice: "So, don't you still want to see his fate?" ”

Pursed her lips, unconcealed the entanglement and fear in her eyes, and looked at Xue Miaomiao quietly for a moment, Mother Zhao finally had no way to make a choice now, and whispered in a low voice: "...... I have to think about it. ”