Grandpa, this ...... This is to do...... What to do? Daikin was a little frightened and stammered.

"What did she do wrong, you don't know in your heart, do you want me to say it!" Du Huaibing waved his hand and wanted to leave.

"He is already sick to death, how can he rely on me? Besides, the girl in the second room treats him every day and takes medicine, why don't you say that she cured him! As soon as Zhou saw this battle, she knew that she was used to farm work, and she had the strength in her body, she struggled to break free from the two women, and shouted hoarsely.

"Nonsense, it's against you! Tie her up! Du Huaibing let her challenge the authority of the patriarch, frowned and shouted.

Two men rushed up, subdued her in three strokes, tied her hands firmly, and saw her swearing in her mouth, and the woman next to her picked up a sock on the clothesline and forcibly stuffed it into her mouth.

The man pushed Zhou out of the door, just met Du Zhu back, seeing this scene, he was also frightened, he didn't know what to do for a while, shivering and pinning in the corner, watching his mother being taken away, Zhou saw his son, whined, and vaguely heard a few words, uncle.

Du Huaibing took people to Sanjin's house again, Xie didn't even have time to resist, so he was carried straight to the ancestral hall by two women, Sanjin ignored this, and didn't even ask.

opened the door of the ancestral hall, and several people pushed the pair of concubines in, and locked them with their backhands. Xie climbed onto her original quilt to coax the fake doll she was holding, Zhou screamed and jumped all the way, she had no strength, she collapsed at the door, looked out, just hoping that her son would hurry back to his parents' house to move the rescuers.

In the evening, Du Mingtang came to open the door and untied Zhou's family, and Dajin brought her a quilt, a bowl of rice and two white-flour steamed buns. Xie had no one to deliver food, she watched Zhou eat, but she didn't dare to come forward.

While eating, Zhou looked at the unkempt and sloppy Xie Shi, and thought to himself: "Is this woman really crazy?" ”

"Xie Fairy, give you a steamed bun!" Zhou raised a steamed bun and shook it in front of Xie, Xie was hungry, and when he saw this, he leaned up very happily, but Zhou deliberately threw the steamed bun to the ground.

The round white steamed bun rolled on the ground a few times, and it was immediately covered with dust and mud, turning into a black pimple, Xie chased after the steamed bun, happily picked it up, and rubbed it on his unclean clothes without caring at all, and stuffed it into his mouth!

"Xie Fairy, if you steal people to raise Han, Ming'er will sink into the pool!" Zhou scared her.

"Zhou Dama, you made your father angry, and you will sink tomorrow." Xie Shi spit out the stone in his mouth and looked at Zhou with a grin, like a bickering child.

"If you want to say that the old man was angry to death, you were the first to be angry." Zhou also said that she was very aggrieved and very unconvinced.

"I'm angry that he didn't die, but if you are angry, he will die, which proves that you are more fierce." Xie Shi hugged the swaddling clothes and tilted his head and said solemnly.

"Who said you were crazy, it seems that I was crazy when I poured!" Zhou was so angry that he was about to go crazy, and he couldn't even say that he was a madman!

"Stop arguing!" The guards outside let out a loud shout, and the two concubines were silent, and they each curled up in the quilt.

It was dark, and the scrap manuscript hurriedly came to Du Mei with a lantern, and she was really a little surprised that it was so late, but she still let him in.

"Meizi, the cottonseed oil you gave me last time was stolen by someone about ten catties!" As soon as I sat down in the room, I couldn't wait to say.

"What's going on?" In the past few days, the people in the village have been busy with her grandfather's funeral, who would do this kind of stealing at this juncture.

"Your Aunt Han only found out when she added oil to the oil lamp today, and I don't know what day it was." The scrapped manuscript said anxiously.

"It's fine if you steal it back and light it, it's just ...... On the day of my third uncle's full moon wine, the ancestral hall was inexplicably on fire, which is quite strange. It's only been a few days since she brought the oil back, and the more she thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes.

"You mean, someone stole oil and burned down the ancestral hall? That's a big deal! "The scrapped manuscript turned pale with fright.

"Who else can open the door of the oiled room except for you to enter?" Du Mei asked carefully.

"That house was originally a pile of books, and it was later cleaned up to make a warehouse, except for the key given by the Han family, I can enter, and your third uncle can also enter." The scrapped manuscript pondered carefully.

"This is strange, I only gave you the oil in the evening the day before, and the next day the third uncle's house did a full moon wine, until something happened, he kept greeting guests, it is said that the third uncle is impossible." Du Mei thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Meizi, I have something to say, I don't know if to talk about it or not." The scrap manuscript said with some hesitation.

"Just say something, let's be on guard first." Du Mei frowned and urged.

"On the day of your third uncle's full moon wine, I never saw Du Jie, your third uncle wanted him to invite your uncle, but he didn't find anyone, he was still very angry at the time, and then the baby was gone, everyone helped to find it, and I didn't see Du Jie appear, it is said that his sister is gone, where can he be safe?" The scrapped manuscript also thought about it carefully after losing the oil, and it was said in an orderly and meticulous manner.

"But this doesn't prove that Du Jie stole the oil." Du Mei shook his head. That day, Grandpa suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma, and she was in a panic, she didn't remember if she saw Du Jie beside her.

"I've been helping with your grandfather's funeral for the past three days, I saw that Du Jie's clothes and shoes had many oil stains, I hadn't seen them in the Yi School before, isn't this very suspicious?" The scrapped manuscript said another doubt.

"I heard Aunt Fang say that Du Jie also went to the ancestral hall to put out the fire, and he might have been stained at that time." Du Mei is not close to Du Jie's cousin because of Xie and Du Xing, and she doesn't have a good feeling, but this doesn't mean that she will wronged someone for no reason.

"This is clearly a thief shouting to catch the thief, setting a fire, and putting out the fire!" The scrap manuscript is an impassioned expression that has already revealed the truth.

But why did he set the fire? There's no reason for that! Du Mei lowered his eyes, a little puzzled.

"This ......" was asked, and he couldn't say a reason for it for a while.

"Isn't it ......, it's unlikely!" Du Mei had a flash of inspiration, could it be that Du Jie set the fire to buy time for Ma Rong to steal the child and escape?

"What do you think of?" The scrapped manuscript asked expectantly.

"I'm just thinking about it, I don't have a clue." Du Mei quickly vetoed this idea, maybe there was someone else who burned the ancestral hall, these two things just happened to come together, if Du Jie really burned the ancestral hall for Ma Rong, this matter would inevitably be too weird, I really couldn't figure it out.

"Then what should I do, do you want to tell the patriarch?" The scrapped manuscript is a bit wrong, in case the one who burned the ancestral hall really stole his oil to burn it, if it is found out at that time, he will be at a loss.

"Forget it, the master has been working too hard these days, don't bother him with this shadowless thing, change the lock of the house quickly, don't talk about the oil for the time being, just pay more attention to it in the future." Du Mei understood the worry of scrapping the manuscript, but this matter was not easy to startle, so she had to think about it in the long run, and slowly wait for the thief to come again.

After reading the book for half his life, he searched his stomach and thought about it for a long time, and he had to do it, he didn't want to believe that Du Jie was a thief, after all, he and Sanjin were so close to each other, if this thing was true, how embarrassing it would be for the two to meet in the future!

The scrap manuscript slowly went back with a lantern, Du Mei was really depressed, sat by himself and thought about it for a while, that day the incident happened suddenly, patronizing to save Grandpa, many things recalled at this time, and it became blurry.

"Meizi, don't think about it, go to bed early." Xu felt sorry for his daughter and persuaded him.

"Okay, mother, let's sleep." Du Mei responded, there is no result in this matter if you think about it, so it is better to put it aside for the time being.

After another three days, Du Huaibing rang the big bell of the ancestral hall early in the morning, and the people in the village knew that Du Shicheng's two evil daughters-in-law would be tried, so when they heard the bell, people quickly gathered in groups in front of the ancestral hall.

The caretaker opened the door of the ancestral hall, and a ray of morning sun shone in, so bright that Zhou's eyes narrowed, and Xie was still half-sitting on the quilt to coax the fake child in swaddling clothes.

"Let them kneel before their fathers and fathers!" Du Huaibing waved his hand. Immediately, several stout women stepped forward and twisted the two of them to kneel down in front of the tablet.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are on top, the twelfth generation patriarch Du Huaibing confessed, and the rest of the rule was wrong, resulting in two evil women in the clan, one was lewd ~, and the other person killed the father-in-law of the family. Du Huaibing stood in front of the tablet and prayed aloud.

"You can't punish me, my house...... My brother knows about it, and he won't spare you! After listening to the prayer, Zhou panicked and was afraid, and suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"If they dare to come, I will let them go to the ancestral grave of the Du family to kowtow and make amends!" Du Huaibing glared at Zhou angrily, and the woman next to him pressed Zhou to the ground again.

Zhou turned his head to look outside the door of the ancestral hall, the sun was dazzling, white flowers were blooming, only human voices were heard, and no one was seen. It's been three days, if my brother wanted to come to save her, he should have called the door a long time ago, how could he wait until there was no movement at all?

Zhou Shi thought of this, and immediately deflated, she understood that her brothers would not come, and her heart was resentful, if it wasn't for the brothers who coveted Pan You'an's little favor and left that shameless person at home, where would she make a wrong step, lose herself with him, and then make mistakes again and again, so that today's uncontrollable situation.

"Daikin!" Zhou's tears fell, and he shouted, but there was no one outside the door, and no one answered.

"You deserve it, no one can save you!" Du Huaibing snorted coldly.

Du Huaibing saw that the Zhou family was paralyzed to the ground in despair, so he continued in a loud voice: "Please follow the clan rules and laws!" ”

A strong man pulled out a tray from the inner chamber with a long wooden box and a thin book.

Du Huaibing turned the pages of the book, picked up the important ones and read them again, which was not only a sentence to Zhou, but also a wake-up call to the villagers standing outside, and then he closed the book and put it back in the tray.

"The Zhou family is not filial to his parents, he is not harmonious, he does not love his juniors, he repeats many family rules, and he will be punished for his mistakes today, and he will be punished with 20 lashes!" Du Huaibing announced the verdict loudly.

As soon as this verdict came out, everyone was in an uproar, and the clansmen made mistakes on weekdays, most of them were punished with rods, and rarely used the clan law, in the hundred-year history of Dujiagou, there were not many people who had drunk blood by the deerskin whip of the clan law, and there was no precedent for hitting a woman.

When the strong man heard this, he opened the wooden box, and a pitch-black and shiny whip was coiled in it like a snake, he held the handle, pulled out the whip, and threw it in the air, making a very loud sound of breaking the wind!

This sound was like a poisonous snake devouring her heart, and Zhou's face was trembling like earth, and before the whip hit her, she already felt that her skin was open and her blood was flowing like a river.

"Pull it out, do it!" Du Huaibing said disgustedly.