Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Two days later.

The weather was unusually gloomy.

Lin Aijun and Sha Zhu were on their way home.

From a distance, I saw two police officers entering the courtyard in front of me.

"Didn't something happen again?!" Sha Zhu couldn't help muttering.

"Go, take a look." Lin Aijun said, and the two quickened their pace and chased after him.

As soon as the two of them entered the middle courtyard, they saw the police and came up to them and asked, "Comrade, which room is this Qin Huairu's house?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu pointed to the opposite door: "This is the one."

After the Comrade Public Security thanked him, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After Qin Huairu opened the door and saw the police approaching the door, she couldn't help being taken aback, feeling ominous in her heart.

"Are you Jia Geng's mother?"

Qin Huairu nodded when she heard the words.

"Huairu, who is it?!"

When Jiazhang heard someone mention Banggen's name at the door, his heart moved and he walked out of the house.

"Mom, it's the police!"

Qin Huairu turned her head and said, then looked back at the two police officers.

"Comrade Qin Huairu, please bear with your condolences. Jia Geng committed suicide in prison! This is his suicide note."

With that said, the police handed a photo to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu only felt the sound of a huge piece of glass shattering suddenly in his head, tears welled up all at once, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Jia Zhang, who has always been noisy, seemed to have been hit with a heavy sap, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound, as if his voice had been taken away.

Sha Zhu and Lin Aijun, who were about to enter the house, were also stunned, and stopped when they heard this.

Sha Zhu shook his hands in shock, and the lunch box in his hand fell to the ground, making a bang.

So the two turned around and looked in the direction of Jia's house.

With trembling hands, Qin Huairu took the photo from the police.

On the photo was a suicide note written on a navy blue cloth.

She recognized the handwriting, and it was indeed written by a stick.

"Mom, you have worked so hard for us in this life! I hope you will live for yourself in the next life. May our mother-child fate be over and we will never meet again in the next life. I killed Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu. They wanted to avenge the second aunt, but I missed it again." Killing them, isn't it ridiculous? Let's end it soon, and everything can come to an end."

Qin Huairu's tears fell down big and big, followed by a hissing and lung-piercing cry: "Great! My son! How could this happen?!"

The police looked at Qin Huairu's grief: "Comrade Qin Huairu, after investigation, it was confirmed that two brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, attempted to sodomize Jia Qiang, and the latter three had a fight. Liu Guangfu died on the spot due to suffocation. Liu Guangtian suffered a head injury. In serious cases, he was sentenced to death.”

The police have seen this kind of thing a lot. Seeing that the notification has been in place, they said: "Then turn around, family members, please bring your ID to collect the corpse."

After speaking, the police left the courtyard.

Qin Huairu couldn't accept this fact at all, her legs gave way, and she fell to the ground, and the photo of the suicide note in her hand floated to the ground.

Jiazhang's heart was cut like a knife, and he hammered his chest vigorously: "Oh, my stick, my grandson! Why do I have such a hard life? The white-haired man gave away the black-haired man and sent away his son. Send away grandson!"

Jiazhang's decibels have always been high, and the neighbors in the yard know about such a voice.

Everyone passed word of mouth, and all gathered in the middle courtyard.

Unexpectedly, a few days after the accident happened to the second aunt, Bang Geng committed suicide in prison.

One of the sons of the second uncle's rapist was strangled to death with a stick, and the other was rewarded with peanuts.

Jia's family lives in a courtyard house, and they have never been welcomed by neighbors.

However, people were killed directly or indirectly in this way one after another in the courtyard, and everyone felt a little heavy.

People who usually don't think that Jiazhang's is pitiful can't help but sigh when she sees her sending off her son and grandson with her own hands.

As for Widow Qin, everyone looked at her with disdain.

After all, all these debts, in the final analysis, are all on her, right? !

These days, everyone's life is difficult, and they have taken the path they shouldn't have taken in order to make a living, and that's why they have hurt their own son.

After hearing the news, Qin Jingru rushed to the middle court with Xiaodang and Huaihua.

She lowered her head and picked up Banggen's suicide note. She couldn't help covering her mouth after seeing it, and cried: "Banggen, poor child!"

Xiao Dang and Sophora Huai went up to have a look, and cried until they were out of breath: "Brother, brother!"

Just when Qin Jingru picked up the photo of the posthumous letter and looked at it, many neighbors poked their heads and saw the words on the photo.

Everyone whispered to each other in private, and word of mouth passed on the contents of the photos.

After a while, the neighbors in the courtyard basically knew about it.

A child who has witnessed his mother having sex with different men since he was a child, and wrote down before dying that he will never meet again in the next life, what kind of pain does he feel in his heart? !
Lin Aijun sighed deeply, this stick can be regarded as having grown up since childhood.

Because he had led the fool's fate astray, so in this world, the sticks didn't actually do anything like a white-eyed wolf.

Alas, it seems that this reincarnation is really a technical job!

In fact, all the neighbors present felt sorry for the stick.

The child was unlucky and did not vote for a good family.

But there was a person at the scene with a sad face and a secret joy in his heart.

That's right, this man is a grandpa.

The old man, who had been standing in the courtyard for quite a while, now had his vest wet.

My heart was filled with surprise and fear.

What was pleasantly surprised was that his vengeance was avenged, and what was frightening was that Widow Qin would not let her go.

He looked at Yi Yuwang who was hiding in the arms of the big mother, and thought that luckily there was a hostage in his hands.

Just when everyone was feeling sorry for the stick, suddenly Jia Zhang got up from the ground, rushed in front of Qin Huairu, grabbed her by the hair, and slapped her across the face.

"It's all about you, the loser. You killed my son and my grandson. Did you see that he doesn't want to be your son anymore! You give back my grandson, you give back my Jia family's grandson! "

After finishing speaking, he slapped Qin Huairu's face with a backhand.

For the first time ever.

Qin Huairu didn't move at all.

Let Jia Zhang slap her face a dozen times back and forth.

Seeing this, Qin Jingru hurried forward and hugged Jia Zhang, then dragged her back: "Aunt Jia, are you insane again? My sister is more sad than you."

Jia Zhang struggled desperately, kicking her legs on the ground: "Qin Jingru, let me go, she is the one who killed me and all the men in our Jia family!"

After all, Qin Jingru is also a woman, and she feels that her strength is not enough: "Da Mao, come and help me!"

Xu Damao stood there, completely motionless.

The next second he yelled: "Look!"

Everyone sees it.

Qin Huairu rolled his eyes, his body went limp, and he passed out.