Regardless of time and space, cigarettes are a man's best friend.

Tired, upset, happy, lonely, take a few bites and feel relaxed all over.

Yang Ruoqing said to Mrs. Sun: "Mom, go and cook the supper. Let's eat the supper before it gets dark."

Mrs. Sun guessed that this was partly because her daughter wanted to get away from her and tell the third child about the cause of Jiang Er's death.

Mrs. Sun didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

In the hall, Yang Ruoqing told Yang Huazhong what she had discovered.

The pipe in Yang Huazhong's hand fell to the ground.

He didn't bother to pick it up, he pressed his fingers hard on the table, and the muscles on his face tensed up.

"Qing'er, you must pay with your life for killing someone. This, this is not a joke!"

Yang Ruoqing pointed to her nose, "Dad, do you think I'm joking?"

Yang Huazhong stared into Yang Ruoqing's eyes, then looked away, his thick eyebrows furrowed together.

He stood up and walked back and forth in the room, his steps a little unsteady.

Suddenly, he stopped, put his hands on the table and asked Yang Ruoqing tremblingly: "Who do you think it could be?"

"Does this matter need to be reported to the official?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and said, "You must kill someone to pay for your life. My opinion must be reported to the official."

Seeing that Yang Huazhong did not respond so positively to the reporter's suggestion, but was full of confusion, Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

"What does dad mean?"

Yang Huazhong: "Of course I agree with reporting to the official, but this matter, this matter..."

Yang Ruoqing added: "If you report it to the police, you must promptly ask the policeman to come over and conduct an autopsy. Following the clues, you can find out who the murderer is."

Wu Zuo provided detailed information about the deceased's death to the county magistrate, who then came to review the case.

For this type of case, the murderer must have left a lot of clues. Regardless of whether it is to solve the case or to intimidate the perpetrator psychologically, the county magistrate has experience, and the chance of getting to the bottom of the case is very high.

But Yang Ruoqing did not report to the official directly, but planned to discuss it with Yang Huazhong first. To put it bluntly, she was a little worried.

Her concerns should be the same as the confusion on Yang Huazhong's face at this moment!

"Reporting to the official, of course I agree with reporting to the official. It is only right to kill with life. If the murderer can still get away with it? Is that okay? Then how can the people of Changping Village live and work in peace and contentment in the future?"

Yang Huazhong said to himself, as if he had made up his mind, but there were obstacles in his determination.

He lost his former vigor and uprightness.

"Dad, what are you worried about?" Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and asked.

Yang Huazhong looked at her. His daughter's eyes were dark and bright, as if she could see through his thoughts.

"Dad, if you feel you have concerns, you should go and resolve them first." Yang Ruoqing added.

"But I still want to say that no matter who it is, even the closest person around them has no right to deprive others of their lives."

"Those who kill must pay the price!"

Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Ruoqing steadily and understood what she meant. He nodded variously, "You stay with your mother first, I'll go out for a while."

…

Soon, Yang Huazhong came back.

At that time, Yang Ruoqing was collecting clothes in the front yard. When she turned around, she saw Yang Huazhong walking in front, followed by Jiang Da.

Behind Jiang Da is Lao Jiangtou, and next to Lao Jiangtou is Lao Yangtou, who is sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by Yu Xingkui.

Everyone looked bad.

Especially Old Jiangtou, who walked tremblingly. Jiang Da tried to help him twice, but Old Jiangtou stubbornly pushed him away.

"Qing'er, come to your master's house."

When Yang Huazhong turned around, he didn't forget to tell Yang Ruoqing here.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I'll just take the clothes back to the backyard."

When Yang Ruoqing sent the clothes back to the backyard, she told Mrs. Sun to close the door to the front yard so that no one else could come in.

After arranging all this, she went to Lao Yangtou's guest room.

Yu Xingkui was standing outside the house, probably acting as a lookout.

There was no light in the guest room, so it was dim.

Two old men, Old Yangtou and Old Jiangtou, were sitting at the table. Old Yangtou was probably comforting his old friend in a low voice, but Old Jiangtou was sitting there with his body hunched over, as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

"Come on, take a few puffs?"

Old Yangtou handed the dry tobacco pole to Old Jiangtou, who waved his hand.

"Stop smoking and get down to business!" Lao Jiangtou said hoarsely.

Lao Yangtou then turned his attention to Yang Huazhong: "Girl Qing is here too. Lao San, please tell us what happened before in detail!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, stood up from the stool, and told everyone exactly what Yang Ruoqing told him before.

Before he finished speaking, Old Jiangtou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly covered his face and started to cry.

Yang Huazhong and Jiang Da quickly came to Lao Jiangtou.

Jiang Da supported Lao Jiangtou and said with choked sobs: "Dad, you are sorry, your health is important."

Lao Jiangtou burst into tears, "Your brother, why is your brother's life so miserable? He's paralyzed, but he can't die..."

Jiang Da also gritted his teeth with hatred, put one hand on his old father's rickety back, and clenched a tight fist with the other hand.

"Dad, don't worry, we will report it to the government right now and let the government find the murderer and avenge my brother!"

Yang Huazhong glanced at Jiang Da and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Report it to the official, and the Yamen will send a prisoner to do an autopsy..." He told Jiang Da and Lao Jiang Touna.

These must be explained clearly in advance, and the family members must be mentally prepared for the death and burial, and the post-mortem examination.

Jiang Da said: "Don't worry, third brother, we are mentally prepared!"

"Although people should be buried in peace after death, my brother's death was in vain. He was killed by someone. If the murderer is not found, he will not be able to rest in peace, and our family will not be able to rest in peace!"

Jiang Da's words brought Yang Huazhong's worries to the lowest point.

"If that's the case, then I'm going to report to the official about Jiang Er's burial..."

"The burial has been postponed!" Jiang Da said.

"no!"

Lao Jiangtou, who had been immersed in grief, suddenly raised his head, with tears on his face. He looked at Jiang Da and Yang Huazhong, shook his head, and murmured over and over again: "No, you can't report to the official, you can't report!"

Yang Huazhong and Jiang Da were both surprised and looked at each other.

Yang Ruoqing sighed softly, blocking her and waiting here.

She turned away and stared blankly at the gradually darkening sky outside the house, listening to Jiang Da's surprised inquiry.

"Dad, why can't you retaliate? My brother had his neck broken and died. He was killed!"

"Shouldn't we avenge our brother? Let him die so tragically?"

Old Jiangtou still shook his head, "No, you can't retaliate! If you retaliate, our Old Jiang family will really be ruined!"

"Dad, what are you talking about? You are an old fool!"
Chapter completed!