Seeing the dried fruits scattered on the ground, the villagers were stunned, and one or two of them all focused their eyes on Dong Laosan. The village chief was the first to speak, he pointed to the dried fruits on the ground and asked Dong Laosan: "Xiaocao, that girl is really your fault?" ”

Dong Laosan lay on the ground, his body curled up, and he didn't say a word.

"I'm asking you!" The village chief was angry, picked up the dried fruit that had fallen to the ground and smashed him: "You speak, did you hurt that girl Xiaocao?" ”

"Yes! I'm the one who did it! Dong Laosan covered his face: "But I don't have a heart!" ”

"You've tossed Xiaocao's girl like that, and you still say that you don't have a heart?" Standing behind the crowd, he couldn't help it, he pushed aside the crowd, dragged down the scalpel hanging on his waist, and walked towards Dong Lao in three steps.

Qin Ye wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Liu Hanshan with a look.

The old man made a move, it was definitely a fast, accurate, hateful, and the small knife was inserted into his veins accurately. I didn't see the blood at all, but Dong Laosan was stunned and rolled on the ground in pain.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, the village chief simply opened the door of the Dong family's ancestral hall and invited Liu Hanshan and all the relatives of the Dong family inside.

The case is not complicated, what is complicated is the hearts and minds.

In order to treat her mother's illness, Xiaocao can only pick more dried fruits. But there are only so many dried fruits, all the good ones are picked by the villagers of Sheung Shui Village, and the rest are some that are not easy to pick and no one wants. Xiaocao is from another village, she is young and has no support, and she has no choice in picking dried fruits.

Since the rest of the fruit grows in the upper part of the tree, the grass has to climb up the tree like a monkey in order to pick the dried fruit. She first knocked the fruits down, then picked them up one by one and put them in the bag that her mother had sewn for her.

A thin, seven- or eight-year-old child needs to put in more hardship and effort than an adult to bring those dried fruits home.

On the night of the accident, as usual, the grass was picked until dark.

When passing through the grove, she met Dong Laosan, who was herding sheep in the grove. My own family, who watched her grow up, Xiaocao put down the dried fruit and greeted him politely.

Dong Laosan replied lazily, and Xiaocao continued to go down the mountain with dried fruits on his back.

Just a few steps away, Dong Laosan opened his eyes, and he focused on the heavy bag of dried fruits that Xiaocao was carrying. He inquired that these dried fruits were not cheap, and if they were sold in the city, they could be exchanged for a palm-sized piece of meat to eat. He hadn't eaten meat in a long time, and he had forgotten what it was like.

He also thought about selling dried fruits by himself, but it was too hard to make fruits, so he gave up after beating a few. Right now, there was a heavy bag of dried fruits dangling in front of his eyes, and his brain was hot, so he rushed forward.

In Dong Laosan's words, he just wanted the bag of dried fruits. But Xiaocao's girl struggled too much, and he had no choice but to pinch her with his hands.

After strangling Xiaocao, he also panicked, and sat on the ground for most of the day. Just as he was slowing down, the moon rose, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the grass, making him have a different kind of thought.

Just as he was doing that to Xiaocao, Xiaocao suddenly came to life. Dong Laosan was so frightened that he grabbed a stone and threw it at Xiaocao's head. He doesn't remember how many times he smashed it, but it was quite hard anyway.

The injuries on Xiaocao's body were deliberately caused by him, and he had to make it appear that Xiaocao was robbed, and he couldn't let people suspect him about it. By the time he had done all this, it was already the second half of the night. He first dragged the grass deep into the woods, then erased the traces of his murder on the ground, and finally picked up the dried fruits that the grass had fallen on the ground, and drove the cattle and sheep home.

He also knew that those dried fruits were evidence of his murder, and he threw them away early, but he was reluctant. People in several nearby villages knew him, and if he carried the dried fruits of the grass on his back to sell, those people would have doubted him. He wanted to hide for a few more days, but when he went up the mountain to herd sheep, he heard that something had happened on the mountain, and his heart was weak, so he carried the dried fruit on his back and entered the city from the path.

Skynet is magnificent but not leaky, Dong Laosan never thought that the path he used to walk when he was young collapsed. There was no way, he could only carry the dried fruit on his back and return to the road. As soon as he walked to the main road, he was caught by Qin Ye who was waiting at the intersection. He couldn't figure out how Qin Ye knew that the murderer was him until he died, and he deliberately waited on that road.

Knowing that her daughter was killed, Xiaocao's mother didn't catch her breath and followed, and only Xiaocao's younger brother was left in a huge family. Liu Hanshan wanted to bring the child back, but was stopped by the village chief. He swore to heaven that he would treat the child well. Liu Hanshan saw that he was full of sincerity, so he left the child behind.

When he left the village, Qin Ye asked Liu Hanshan why he wanted to leave that child behind. said that the village chief was not a good person at first glance, and leaving the child to him was tantamount to a sheep's mouth. He also said that if Liu Hanshan was inconvenient, he could take the child back to the Qin family.

Qin Ye glanced at Xiaocao standing beside him, and said, "It is his family's intention to leave him behind." ”

"Isn't his family gone?" Qin Ye scratched his head: "But if there is a family with a reason, we won't entrust a child to the village chief." The village chief, at first glance, came to your money. Five taels of silver a month, not to mention the village chief, I am red-eyed. ”

"Where did you get five taels?" Liu Hanshan looked at his fingers: "I only give him one or two pieces of silver every month, and the rest is the child's food and clothing." This money is given to different people. I asked them to keep an eye on each other, but if one of them did not do a good job, they had to spit out the money that belonged to the child. ”

"Your Excellency is wise." Qin Ye stretched out his thumb: "Why don't you think about it again, hand over the child to me, and eight dollars of silver will be enough." ”

Liu Hanshan glanced at him and said, "After I go back, find out those files that have been registered, I want to know how many people like Xiaocao's father are in the entire Anping County." Although they were forced to enlist in the army, they also paid the price for protecting Nan Chen. Those unconscionable dog officials are even greedy for their money. ”

"There have been a lot of people who have been registered over the years, do you really want to check?" Qin Ye asked.

"I want to check!"

"It's not a one-day-two-day thing." Qin Ye said: "Any corrupt official will leave a way back for himself." The file in the warehouse is not necessarily true, and even if the file is true, the details must be fake. Adults want to check, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort. ”

"Five taels!" Liu Hanshan stretched out his hand.

"What's five taels?" Qin Ye followed and stretched out his hand.

"For every one you find, I'll give you five taels of silver. The more you check, the more you give. Liu Hanshan turned his head and looked at Qin Ye, who was in a daze: "Does Qin Zhutou dare to answer this money-making errand?" ”

"Adults don't lie to me?" Qin Ye rubbed his hands: "Look at what his subordinates asked, even if this adult lied to me, he wouldn't joke with the silver." In our Nanchen, who doesn't know that adults are the least short of money. ”