Afternoon in Guobei County

The common people went out one after another, and walked the entire Guobei County over and over again.

Every household, old and young, went through all the places in the county and outside the county, and everyone was talking about it with joy on their faces, and even the shops on both sides of Dengke Street were doing a good business.

Han Qiufen was busy in the wine shop for a day, and he never stopped, and he thought it was a festival in a trance.

On this day, many people pawned all the valuable items in their homes before they went out, in case they found the body, but there was no silver two bets.

The old men of the county government are also making final preparations in the yamen,

On the one hand, it is to collect the corpses of the victims of the corpse mutilation case;

The second is that this dismemberment case has evolved to the present, and it has become a gamble for the common people to enjoy.

Now the people in the entire Guobei County have begun to pay out, and because this is the last round of the gambling game, there are more and more people participating in the gambling game, and even the gambling money gathered with everyone is increasing, and it has even reached a point of covetousness.

The lords of the county government decided not to act, and everyone continued to remain silent about the current situation in Guobei County.

In fact, since the period of time since Mr. Wei said something in the county magistrate's mansion, the curfew has actually existed in name only after the murder in Guobei County, and the wine shop is closed at night every day, and there are no fewer people on the street.

After Han Qiu got off work, he went to Mr. Wei's house with two taels of wine.

As the years go by, Han Qiufen will not go to Mr. Wei's house every day, usually once every day or two. When Han Qiu arrived at Mr. Wei's house, he found that Mr. Wei had already drunk today, and there was a scholar sitting opposite.

In front of the two of them was a plate of pig's head meat and a plate of peanuts. Han Qiufen didn't speak after seeing the scene in the house, just nodded and motioned for himself to come in.

Then he closed the door behind him and walked into the house.

Boom, the two 'get out' were buckled on the table, and there was a muffled sound.

After putting down the wine, Han Qiufen went to the wooden cupboard to get chopsticks, and then copied a small stool from the corner of the room, put it on the table, sat down and stuffed a peanut into his mouth.

Mr. Wei stopped what he was doing since Han Qiufen entered the door, and kept squinting at Han Qiufen.

After seeing Han Qiufen's appearance at this moment, he couldn't help but smile and explained: "The scholar will stay here for two days, don't worry." Also, he bought the wine, not me. ”

After listening to Mr. Wei's words, Han Qiufen looked at the scholar, who had been staring at the cup in his hand from the beginning to the present, which was the clay wine cup that Mr. Wei usually kept for himself.

The scholar took a bite to eat from time to time, and then continued to look at the wine glass. Han Qiufen turned around and silently picked up the newly bought "roll a bite" on the table, ready to pour wine for Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei glanced at the wine in the porcelain cup in front of him, and found that Han Qiufen's wine jug had left the table. couldn't help frowning slightly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, sandwiched a chopsticks of pig's head meat to suppress the wine, and Han Qiufen continued to say that Mr. Wei's wine glass was full.

Drink tonight, pour wine. Han Qiu equinox did not use a wine cup.

"What about me?" asked the scholar as he suddenly put down his wine glass and pushed the clay cup on the table with his index finger in front of him.

Han Qiufen was eating peanuts, and after listening to the scholar's words, he gently put the chopsticks in front of him and placed them neatly.

Han Qiu equinox, after putting the chopsticks, the hand that had just held the chopsticks naturally hung down to his side, exposing the whole hand to the scholar's eyes, the vertical arm, the relaxed palm, the five fingers seemed to be unintentionally shaking gently.

The scholar was attracted to Han Qiufen's hand and twisted his neck to look. The corners of Han Qiufen's mouth twitched, the five fingers under the table turned, the three fingers suddenly clenched, the index finger and middle finger were together and straightened, and the scholar's eyes shrank slightly when he saw this scene.

Mr. Wei sat on the left side of Han Qiu's equinox, and while taking a sip of "roll a mouthful", he stuffed a mouthful of pig's head meat into his mouth, and drank it quite quickly, his eyes were already hazy with the wine, and he didn't know what was going on now.

Under the table on the other side of Mr. Wei, Han Qiufen's fingers turned upside down into a sword, and his fingertips pressed down on the ground, and the earthen brick that was pressed down by the sword finger was pressed out of the air at this time, a concave mark the size of an adult's palm was pressed.

His eyebrows had been squeezed together uncontrollably, but the scholar didn't notice it.

The scholar was stunned, slowly turned his body back, stood up, picked up the "roll a mouthful" not far away, poured a full wine for Mr. Wei first, and then poured it for himself, then sat down and drank the wine in one gulp, and stopped talking, Han Qiu was there, he was afraid.

Mr. Wei looked at the two of them, looked out through the open wooden window, slowly poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and muttered softly in his mouth.

"There is only evil in people's hearts in the world, and everything must be nurtured by God. ”

Mr. Wei said, and the scholar sitting opposite him couldn't help it, "Why did the murder become the New Year?"

Mr. Wei didn't speak again, just shook his head slightly, after Han Qiufen listened to the scholar's words, between three or four breaths, his eyes did not blink, and he did not speak.

The room fell silent,

No one spoke.