Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Mother Song shook her head and smiled, her eyes filled with the pain of remembrance.

Subsequently.

She didn't pay attention to Dou Jiandong who didn't care, and got up straight.

"Xiao Fan, come upstairs with me! There are two things I want to say to you alone."

When Mother Song reached the stairs, she turned her head, looked at Zhang Fan and said.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan followed Mother Song's footsteps and went up to the second floor.

From the knock on the door's conspiracy in the middle of the night being broken, to the murderer who killed Song Yuanfeng appearing.

Song's mother was too calm from the beginning to the end.

This kind of calm is a little scary.

Zhang Fan was worried that the moment Mother Song broke out, even he couldn't suppress it.

Came to the door of Song Fanshuang's bedroom on the second floor.

Song's mother took Zhang Fan's hand, and said with a benevolent expression, "Xiao Fan, you didn't blame Auntie, did you?"

Of course Zhang Fan knew what Mother Song was talking about.

Except for the troublesome incident of knocking on the door in the middle of the night, which she wrote, directed and acted in, what else could there be.

"Of course not."

Zhang Fan shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's just that the squad leader just lost her father. As her closest relative, there are some things that should be discussed."

From Song's mother's eyes, Zhang Fan read that death is like home.

Also.

Song Fanshuang had said before that Song Yuanfeng and his wife had known each other for ten years and had been husband and wife for decades, and they had long been inseparable.

Now Song Yuanfeng's death is undoubtedly the last straw that breaks Song's mother.

"Some things are negotiable, and some things are not."

Mother Song smiled slightly, shook her head and looked at Zhang Fan, and said, "It's like Dou Jiandong, he killed Song Yuanfeng, can we discuss this matter?"

heard.

Zhang Fan was stunned.

He originally thought that Song's mother's calmness in the main hall was just pretending.

It now appears that not at all.

But from the very beginning, Mother Song never intended to let Dou Jiandong go.

So after knowing what Dou Jiandong has done, he will naturally not be angry.

Because, in Song's mother's eyes, Dou Jiandong is a mortal person no matter what.

"Xiao Fan, Auntie knows that you have always regarded Shuang'er as the squad leader, and Auntie doesn't expect you to change."

"But if possible, Auntie hopes that you can take Shuang'er with you, and before she walks out of this shadowy life, before she can be independent, I hope you can protect her."

"Okay?"

Mother Song's voice was very soft, very soft.

Especially when the words came to the end, the words were full of mother's helplessness and pleading.

"Auntie! I don't understand you."

Zhang Fan shook his head.

No wonder Song Fanshuang said before that her mother's personality had changed drastically, and the repeated conversations were no different from explaining the funeral.

This time, Zhang Fan experienced it personally.

No matter what, Zhang Fan couldn't agree to Song's mother's idea.

"Hey! It's all right."

Mother Song smiled slightly, waved her hands casually, and said, "Xiaofan, you go down first, Auntie wants to be alone for a while."

"By the way, let Dou Jiandong continue to kneel, I still have a debt to settle with him."

After the words fell, Mother Song didn't give Zhang Fan a chance to refuse, she turned around and turned her back to Zhang Fan.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan tactfully agreed and went downstairs.

in the main hall.

No one has left yet.

Everyone seems to be waiting for how this matter will end up.

"Xiaofan, where is my mother? Why didn't she come down with you?"

Song Fanshuang quickly ran to Zhang Fan, looked at his empty back, and asked worriedly.

"Auntie wants to be alone for a while, and come down soon."

Zhang Fan smiled and touched Song Fanshuang's head.

Speaking of which, Song Fanshuang was several months older than Zhang Fan.

In Zhang Fan's heart, Song Fanshuang has always been like the big sister next door.

But this time, Song Fanshuang, who has experienced ups and downs and suffered accidents, no longer looks like the big sister next door.

On the contrary, it is so pitiful that it makes people feel distressed.

"That's good!"

Song Fanshuang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Zhang, Brother Long, I... can you let me go?"

"No matter what compensation the Song family wants, I can agree to it."

Seeing Zhang Fan approaching, Dou Jiandong hurriedly begged for mercy.

It was Song's mother's reaction that made him a little confused.

"Let go of you?"

Before Zhang Fan could speak, a cold voice came from the corner of the stairs first.

The person who spoke was Song's mother who came downstairs.

The expression on her face was no longer as calm and indifferent as before.

Instead, endless anger.

The faces became a little hideous.

Zhang Fan stood where he was, looking at Mother Song who was slowly approaching Dou Jiandong.

Although his brows were slightly wrinkled, he didn't stop after all.

"When you killed Yuanfeng, why didn't you think of letting him go?"

"When our Song family was ruined, why didn't you allow us to exchange it with compensation?"

"Now why do you expect me to let you go and accept your compensation?"

Mother Song has already stood in front of Dou Jiandong.

Her every word is like a sharp thorn piercing the heart, which is painful.

Even Zhang Fan and Long Ge turned away from each other, not to get involved.

Didn't they bring Dou Jiandong's family here just to give the Song family justice?

As for Song Fanshuang, two lines of tears had already flowed down his cheeks.

"Of course!"

Mother Song spoke again, with a cold sneer on her face, she said slowly: "I know, the real reason why you killed Yuanfeng was not because of Shuang'er."

"I admit that Shuang'er is outstanding in appearance, but it's far from letting you, Mr. Dou, because a woman committed murder to silence her."

A word fell.

Zhang Fan, Brother Long, and even Dou Jiandong all had a flash of surprise on their faces.

They obviously didn't expect it.

Song's mother, who was angry, was still able to keep her head clear enough.

or.

From the very beginning, Mother Song never believed the reason Dou Jiandong said.

"Since President Dou doesn't say anything, then there's no need to say it."

"Whether it's a confession or an apology, let's leave it to Lord Yan and Yuanfeng to talk slowly."

"I think they'd be interested..."

The moment Mother Song's voice fell.

A sharp dagger slipped from her cuff.

He was held tightly in her hand.

then.

"Pfft..."

A subtle sound of flesh and blood piercing resounded in the quiet main hall.

Although the sound is not loud, it can even be said to be difficult to detect.

But how keen are Zhang Fan and Brother Long's perception?
Not only did he immediately realize something was wrong, but Dou Jiandong cried out in pain.

"aunt!"

Zhang Fan yelled, stepped forward quickly, and snatched the dagger from her hand.

But it was between the lightning and the flint.

Mother Song's arm had contracted and contracted three or five times, and she stabbed Dou Jiandong's chest back and forth three or five times.

the whole process.

So fast that he didn't even have time to breathe.