Chapter 41: The Knife That Kills People

"Big sister......" Lin Yinshuang's tears couldn't stop coming out.

She stopped, turned around and hugged Lin Xiaofei.

Lin Xiaofei stroked Yinshuang's head, listened to her whimper, a little unbearable, and comforted: "It's not your fault, you just inadvertently bumped into someone else's mistake, this guilt and self-blame don't need to be pressed in your heart, say it, as long as you say it, your heart will be comfortable." ”

"I'm going to send rice to the field in Japan." Lin Yinshuang opened her mouth, sobbing and choking, and said intermittently, "As a result, when I walked to the apricot blossom forest, I suddenly remembered that I didn't bring a pot of water to my father, so I ...... So I walked back, and when I got home, there was no one in the yard, and I thought...... I thought that everyone was sleeping at this hour, so I didn't say anything, and for fear of waking them up, I went to the stove to boil a pot of boiling water. ”

Lin Yinshuang wiped the tears rolling down: "I boiled the water, and when I was waiting for the water to cool down and pour it into the pot, I suddenly heard a sound in the yard......"

"Is it your mother?" Lin Xiaofei patted her on the back.

Lin Yinshuang nodded: "Well, I heard my grandmother hurrying out, mother...... Mother is talking about you...... said that you fell off the cliff, and my grandmother was so worried that she wanted to ask the second uncle and my father to find you together, but ...... Can ......"

"But what?" Lin Xiaofei was sure that Lin Zhou's death was inseparable from Wei Fang, but she didn't know who the accomplices were.

But my sister said...... Sister said that as soon as a person falls off the cliff, there will be more danger if she delays for a moment, she said that she is also familiar with Yumen Mountain, and she often goes up to pick oranges to eat on weekdays, so she doesn't need to call the second uncle and father, she will take it and find you as soon as possible......"

"Wei Fang and Lin Jinchan." Lin Xiaofei muttered, patting the silver frost, "Okay, okay, just say it." ”

Walking to the apricot blossom forest, Lin Xiaofei took out a handkerchief to wipe away Yinshuang's tears, the two stood still, waiting for the wind to blow for a while, Yinshuang's eyes were not so red, before entering the house, Lin Xiaofei said to Yinshuang again: "If you encounter anything that you think is wrong in the future, be bold enough to stop it, the more timid you will be, the more afraid you will be, and your cowardice will also become a knife to hurt others, you know?" ”

After Yinshuang nodded, the two entered the courtyard gate one after the other.

There was a table in the courtyard, Lin Dakui and Lin Ersheng sat on the top side of the table together, Liu Hongyan took Xiaobao to sit on the left, Wei Fang on the right, and Jin Cicada alone at the bottom.

After Lin Zhou's death, the eldest and the second family still ate together, and the people who couldn't serve the table also served the table, but they never called the third family when they ate in the past few days.

Naturally, I didn't call Lin Xiaofei either.

"I'm still stunned about what to do, why don't you come and add food!" When Wei Fang saw Yinshuang coming back, she didn't have a good face, so she only raised her hand and handed the empty bowl to her.

Lin Yinshuang put the basket down and hurried to pick up Wei Fang's bowl, no matter whether Lin Zhou's family died or not, there was no place for her on this table......

Lin Xiaofei sighed lightly, she knew that people at this table couldn't sit for long, Liu Hongyan was lazy and never entered the stove room, Wei Fang was not a good stubble, she would not be willing to cook for the second son's family all the time, Wei Fang could bear her breath and cook for the two families these days, which was beyond Lin Xiaofei's expectations.

Lin Xiaofei's footsteps didn't stop in the courtyard, and went straight back to the house to the west.

As soon as I opened the door and entered, I smelled a sweet fragrance, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Lin Xiaoguo sitting in front of the small stove, burying his head, frying red fruit cake in the pot.

Hearing the movement of opening the door, Xiaoguo raised her face suddenly, her dark eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and she called in a sweet voice: "Big sister is back, I have made a fruit cake and is waiting for you." ”