"Although we have a very tight life, Dawei will never do that kind of hurtful thing. I have been married to Dawei for more than ten years, I know him, he is a very kind person, he does often help Mr. Ma's family, Mr. Ma taught him for five years, and it is also appropriate to do something for the teacher, I didn't think of setting himself on fire, this - how good is this! ”

Two children suddenly appeared by the door frame, their eyes flickering at the person sitting in the living room.

"Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry, we are just understanding the situation, and we will not wronged any good person." Ouyang Ping looked at Cai Zhaodi with tears in his eyes, and swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

The two children gently closed the door as the mother wiped her tears and glanced at them.

"Sister-in-law, what grade are the two children in?"

"My son is in the fourth grade, and my daughter is in the third grade."

"These two kids are very cute."

"Yes, both children are very well-behaved, very obedient, very attentive in their studies, and their academic performance is also very good. Although our days are tight, we have never wronged these two children. ”

There are more than a dozen awards on the wall of the living room, and these certificates also confirm the statement of the old man Cai Zhaodi.

"Yes! Aren't all parents like that? For their sake. Ouyang Ping said something, "Sister-in-law, if you know anything, please be sure to tell us, for the sake of the two lovely children, you should do the same." ”

"Yes, yesterday afternoon, Dawei did go to repair the electric light at Mr. Ma's house, but Dawei would never do that kind of thing."

"Sister-in-law, did you see Duan Dawei bring back a black handbag this evening?"

"No, our bags are all hanging on hangers?" Cai Zhaodi pointed to the wooden hanger placed in the corner of the living room.

Underneath the hanger hung a blue women's backpack and a canvas electrician's bag containing some electrician's tools.

"When you went to the vegetable market this afternoon, were the two children at home?"

"When I went downstairs, my son came back."

"Can we talk to the little one?"

"Yes." Cai Zhaodi stood up, walked to the door, and gently pushed the door open, "Da Ping, you come out for a while." ”

After a while, the little one walked out of the room and walked very stiffly with his mother to the sofa for the New Year, and the little one should have heard the conversation in the living room.

"Ohira, you sit next to your mother, and your uncle asks you a few questions, okay?"

Duan Daping nodded, and then sat beside his mother, his waist straight, his hands on his knees.

"Ohira, tonight, when you got home, your mother happened to go out, right?"

Duan Daping nodded twice.

"When did your dad come back?"

"When I got home, I just had to do my homework for a while, and my dad came back."

"Did he come back with a raincoat?"

"The raincoat was in my hand, and my dad told me to take it to the balcony and hang it up."

"Does your dad have a bag in his hand?"

"No—my dad was empty-handed."

"Later, did your dad go out again?"

"Yes. There was an accident at Mr. Ma's house, and my father went to Mr. Ma's house. ”

"Did your dad go downstairs by himself, or did someone call him?"

"It was Grandpa Hao who came to call him. My dad didn't wear a raincoat or an umbrella and went downstairs. ”