Chapter 51

Zhao Xiaoling's heart a burst of joy, can be so good, as long as there is progress, she can climb along the pole, step by step, to reach the position she wants.

With Zhao Dagang's consent, Zhao Xiaoling prescribed a prescription for Zhang Yu that day to recuperate her body, and went to buy medicine for her.

When she returned to the village, she saw that all the people in the village were going in the same direction. She was curious and followed.

After walking for a while, Zhao Xiaoling found that the direction of these people's travel was the direction of her home. Zhao Xiaoling's eyebrows twisted up. Shouldn't these people plan to go to her home?

What are they doing at her house? What happened to her family?

In the heart rises this idea, Zhao Xiaoling speeds up to go home immediately.

Not far from home, she saw several people standing in front of her house shouting, and there was a bloody man lying at their feet.

"Zhao Dagang, get out of here for me. You're a terrible beast. You've cut my son to death. Come out and pay for my life!"

"Zhao Dagang, you damned man, you killed my son. Get out of here."

"Zhao Dagang, you killed my brother. Get out of here."

"Zhao Dagang..."

They kept shouting, but there was no response in her house, just like there was no one in it.

But the door was open, and she had just left. How could there be no one?

Since someone, Zhao Dagang heard such news, why didn't he come out? It's not like Zhao Dagang's temperament, unless something happens to him.

As soon as he thought of what might happen, Zhao xiaolingxin mentioned it. How could she leave so short a time and have an accident at home?

Just when Zhao Xiaoling was about to rush into the house to find someone, Zhao Dagang walked out slowly.

He looked out of his eyes, frowned, and said, "I'm out."

A few people who yelled outside saw Zhao Dagang and put out their voices. The next breath, the middle-aged man said, "Zhao Dagang, since you're out, tell me how to make compensation! Or you will pay for my son's life

Zhao Dagang looked at the man at their feet. It was the man he hurt yesterday.

"You said I killed him, but I didn't mean to kill him. He and I hurt each other. He has injuries, and I have injuries."

Words fall, Zhao Dagang will be injured in the place of the clothes once lifted open, the injured place although was bandaged, but still a little blood soaked in the cloth.

The old man gave a shrill cry and said, "what do you say to hurt each other? Now that my son is dead and you are still alive, you have to pay for it, or you will pay for my life! "

Zhao Dagang gritted his teeth and said angrily, "if I don't pay for it or my life, what do you want?"

The old man sneered and said, "what do you think of us fighting with you?"

Zhao Dagang gritted his teeth with hatred, "you are rogues! I'm going to report to the official! "

The old man said coldly, "report to the official? You go to report. How can you report to the official? You've killed people. "

Yes, that's true. That's why he just guessed that it was them. He didn't dare to come out because he didn't know how to face such a scene. If compensation was made, it would never be too little because of the trouble caused by these people. If compensation was not made, he felt guilty.

Seeing that Zhao Dagang was guilty, the old man said, "why don't you talk? Don't you want to report to the government? If you don't report to the government, I will report to the government. I will tell the officials that you killed my son. "

"I..." Zhao Dagang wanted to say something, but he choked here. No matter how he tried to explain, the killing was true.

After staring at Zhao Dagang for a long time, Zhao Xiaoling suddenly approached them from behind the shouting people and asked, "you said my father killed him, what's the evidence?"

These people were surprised at the same time. They didn't seem to expect that someone would suddenly approach them.

They all look at Zhao Xiaoling, see her appearance, instantly recognize who she is.

"Are you Zhao Dagang's ugly daughter that nobody wants?"

Zhao Xiaoling glanced at the speaker and said, "I'm my father's daughter, that's right."

She just ignored what he said nobody wanted. Now is not the time to argue about it.

Silent, she said, "you keep saying that my father killed people. What's the evidence? What proof do you have that my father killed him? "

"What evidence do you need? My son was hacked to death by your father. He didn't deny that he hacked my son just now. This is the evidence, isn't it? " Cried the old man.

Zhao Xiaoling rubbed his ears and said in a low voice, "my father said that he cut people, but he didn't kill them. Why do you say that he killed people?"

"After your father cut off my son, my son died soon. Isn't that what he killed?"

Zhao Xiaoling laughingly looked at him, "so, you left after eating a mouthful of rice here, and after you went back, you ate a few rice bowls. Are you going to say that you died because you ate my rice?""You..." The old man choked on the spot.

Zhao Xiaoling picked to pick eyebrow, cool way, "what I say is wrong?"? When you say that my father killed a man, at least you have to prove that he killed him. You can't say that he killed a man just because he has done it, can you? "

"This He didn't chop it. Who else? Is there anyone else who has laid a heavy hand on him? " Cried the old man.

"Not necessarily. How did he get home? What happened again? You know what? I remember that he was injured last night, and he didn't stay where he was after he was injured. Now that he is with you, it means that he went back last night. "

"He was only injured. If he went back last night, he would be saved if he went to the doctor, but now he is dead, which shows that either you didn't go to the doctor or someone mended the knife."

"If you didn't find a doctor, you killed him when you saw death. It doesn't have much to do with my father. As for whether someone mended the knife, it's not clear. After all, he died after he went back, and no one will find out if you mended the knife, right?"

"What are you talking about? How can we kill our own son? How could he not see a doctor after he was injured? He died when he went back. "

"That's funny. How did a dead man get back?" Zhao Xiaoling asked coldly.

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "he didn't go back by himself. He was sent back."

"That is to say, you don't know if the man who sent him back has mended his knife?"

"What does he do to mend the knife? What good is killing for him? "

"I don't care whether it's good or not. He didn't die when my father left. He died after my father left. You can't prove that no one else did anything to him, which means that my father doesn't have to be a murderer. You have to report to the official. OK, then you report to the official. Who's afraid of who? If you go to the official, we have a lot to tell you."