The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 2287 The old Ye family is not easy to bully

Qian Dafa didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, and always felt uneasy.

So, this will be mentioned again, just to make it clear.

"Oh, the Shen family didn't make a fuss at the door, Ye Dahe asked the village head of their village to send ten taels of silver, and the Shen family didn't make a fuss. You won't be there at that time, so naturally you don't know."

Qian Dafa frowned, "When did the old boy become so talkative?"

"Who doesn't tell you, the big dog knocked him out, and they didn't pay any money, but it was Widow Zhang who killed Mrs. Shen, but they got rich and gave away ten taels of silver.

For the sake of the fellow villagers, I can't bear to see them die without a coffin..."

When mentioning money, old Cui's heart ached, as if he took out her money.

"Ten taels of silver! They are really willing to give up. How can two coffins cost ten taels of silver..."

Qian Dafa just heard her say "they" and turned his head to give her a sideways glance. Just as he was about to ask, she had already mentioned two sets of coffins, and immediately changed his face, "What two sets of coffins? Who else died?"

"Widow Zhang~"

Qian Dafa made a loud noise in his head, and then went blank.

Old Cui looked at him strangely, "Don't you know she's dead?"

At this time, Qian Jin interjected and asked, "Didn't she be escorted away by the Yamen? Why did she die?"

"I heard that it died on the way. I don't know if it's tired or cold. My whole body is weak and I don't have any strength. I was dragged on the ground by the carriage.

At first, the yamen only thought she was lazy, and ignored her, and let her drag on the ground. At first, they could hear her humming and begging for mercy, but after a while, there was no movement, so they stopped the car to see , people have lost their temper..."

Old Cui babbled, every sentence was like a thunderclap in Qian Dafa's ears, which made his back feel cold and sweat profusely.

His mind was buzzing, turning into a mess, all kinds of thoughts were chaotic and noisy, almost drowning him, so boring that he was about to suffocate.

"Seeing how angry she was when she yelled and scolded, she didn't seem to be sick. Tsk, tsk, she actually said no and then she was gone. I think it's probably because of the yamen..."

"You can't say that, be careful of getting into trouble."

"We're in our own home, what's there to be afraid of?"

"She is a guilty body, and she will die when she dies. Is it possible that someone will seek justice for her? What are you talking about?"

"Too."

Everyone was talking, but Qian Da was dazed because he didn't hear what they were saying, he just felt his head was buzzing and he had lost the ability to think.

However, in the depths of his complicated mind, the scene of Chen Xing secretly kicking someone was clearly presented in front of his eyes, in a constant cycle without stopping for a moment.

"Aren't those who committed crimes thrown into mass graves when they die? Why are you so kind to send her body back so that the family can have a proper burial?"

"I heard that the yamen servant thought it was bad luck, so he was going to throw him halfway, but the disobedience of his colleagues couldn't bear it, so he turned back and sent a letter to Ye Qinggen..."

Old Cui curled her lips and said, "Then Ye Qinggen is useless, he just cries when something happens, and he was urged to pull him back with a wooden cart.

It is said that when we returned to the village, it was already midnight..."

Then she continued, "Early the next morning, people from the Shen family came to the door. They were supposed to ask the teacher to inquire about the crime, but seeing that Widow Zhang also died, Ye Qinggen took a few children to guard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Crying, I don’t know about the future, I almost died of anger..."

After such a meeting, Qian Dafa finally recovered his breath, and his chaotic mind cleared up a little, he understood what was going on without thinking too much, and suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Is a black and thin boy so powerful?

So, is Ye Xusheng also very powerful?
And how many Lianjiazi did his old Ye family raise?
The more Qian Dafa thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more discouraged he became. He should have known earlier that Lao Ye's family was not easy to bully.

(End of this chapter)