Siheyuan: Stab at Louzi at the beginning

Chapter 266: Cruel and tough-tongued guy

Chapter 266: Cruel and tough-tongued guy

Now is a good opportunity.

It’s a good opportunity to educate the good guys to correct their evil ways and take the right path.

"Hold accountable, hold half of Bangge accountable."

Jia Zhang gave her own answer.

The grandmother wants to send her grandson to prison with her own hands.

This can already be rated as the best fun person of the year.

In an era when the elders say that one cannot hold oneself up if one is not filial, if one enters the situation, one will be even more looked down upon.

Just like before, Jia Zhang said at the hospital meeting that Qin Huairu stole money from the family.

Regardless of whether Qin Huairu stole it or not, he couldn't hold his head up in the courtyard. This is the privilege of the elders. You can do whatever you are told.

If the entire courtyard hadn't known about Jia Zhang's virtues, they might have stabbed Qin Huairu in the back.

In the old society, if an old father went to the county government to report his son, he could directly send officials to drag out the unfilial son and execute him.

It is a normal thing for a father to decide whether his child will live or die, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with it.

"Zhang Cuihua, please recognize the reality. Half of the issues are not pursued. Either pursue them or not."

Bangge heard clearly that his grandmother wanted to hold him accountable.

Sure enough, his biological grandmother has disappeared, this must be a fake.

No matter what he did, his grandma would forgive him.

"Mom, Bangge is your grandson. If you hold him accountable, he will go to jail. His reputation will be ruined after he comes out."

"If you can't get a wife in the future, this will destroy the roots of the Jia family."

Now Qin Huairu is really panicking. She may not care about Banggeng, but she really can't bear to see Banggeng get into trouble.

"Shit, do you think Banggeng still has a reputation now? All the teachers at the school came to talk to me and temporarily suspended Banggeng from school, which is equivalent to persuading him to quit. He will never have to go to school again, because the school does not recruit students with Ex-con students.”

"Don't talk about the future. Now Bangge is completely useless. If he doesn't get a good education and correction, he will only have to kill and shoot him in the future."

After speaking, Mrs. Jia Zhang stretched out her hand to stop Qin Huairu from continuing: "I hold Banggeng responsible for scratching my neck with a razor blade."

"It was this bad old woman who kept beating me with a feather duster. She kept beating me. My butt still hurts when I sit down. I hurt her with a razor blade. She deserved it. Who asked her to hit me? This bad old woman is not my grandma. I Grandma is not that naughty, and my grandma will not hit me..."

Xu Damao almost couldn't hold back when he heard, "My grandma is not that thin."

There is a saying that Jia Zhang lost about [-] pounds in more than a month in the small dark room on the street. The main reason is that her face is not as round as before.

Banggeng's accusation made Jia Zhang look a little embarrassed.

She did have the idea to teach Qin Huairu a little bit, but Qin Huairu ignored her at all.

The fight is a fight, but the result is in vain.

Nowadays, people have one thought, that is, it is natural for me to beat my son.

It is natural for a grandfather to beat his grandson.

A dutiful son emerges from the stick.

Uncle Hat asked: "You think you are right, don't you?"

"Yes, I'm right."

Bangge answered decisively.

"If you know your mistakes and don't correct them, you will be punished with an additional penalty."

Qin Huairu: ...

Jia Zhang: ...

It’s been a year and a half, is it going to start in a year?

"You are the only eldest grandson..."

Qin Huairu almost cried.

Mrs. Jia Zhang is now even more worried that Banggeng will stab her after she fell asleep.

What he said was full of hate.

If he comes back without discipline, he must not be allowed to enter the house.

Just a year.

"Zhang Cuihua, this is the last inquiry. Do you hold Jia Geng responsible for the injuries?"

"I'm asking, comrade, I'm leaving it to you. You must take care of the stick." Jia Zhang was panicking because she really wanted to take care of the stick. She felt that she couldn't do it even before she tried it. So I gave it directly to Uncle Hat.

This calculation is really sound.

She was really scared too.

Now that Bangge is being held accountable, some things must be talked about.

If Jia and Zhang don't pursue the case, then everything is easy to talk about.

Previously, Uncle Hat also acted as if Jia and Zhang were not pursuing the case. He locked Banggeng in a small dark room and took care of the food every day. He didn't even need to be interrogated.

That's different now.

The reason is already there, resisting when beaten.

What about the murder weapon?

A bright blade was brought over.

Any veteran police officer with a little bit of experience can recognize this thing. It is the tool used by Buddha Sijiucheng to commit crimes.

An ordinary thief cannot be called a Buddha, nor does he need such a blade.

"Jia Gan, where did the blade come from?"

Xu Damao was shocked when he asked this question.

Oops, he actually forgot about this.

Where did Banggan's blade come from? It must have been given to him by Wu Shu.

If Wu Shu was really caught inexplicably like this... if his whole body was affected by the slightest move, he might be implicated in what happened in Nancheng.

Xu Damao felt that he could not withstand the torture, so only a very small number of people could withstand the torture.

Five Rats... If he was really caught, he would have to die.

Fortunately, I came with you today.

BangGeng tilted his neck and said bravely, "I picked it up."

It was only now that Director Nan opened Bangge's file. If Jia Zhang didn't pursue the case, there would be no need to open the file.

In fact, there is nothing in it, just awesome information, from household registration to school.

There are also records of police visits during the past few days.

Looking at Director Nan's brows, he frowned.

This Jia Geng is not old, and his problems are not small.

He is still a repeat offender, and he has not used a blade once.

"I stole 100 cents and a watch from my neighbor He Yuzhu's house. The watch worth [-] yuan was redeemed. I scratched a classmate with a razor blade at school and paid him [-] yuan. I stole another [-] yuan in savings at home. There are no records of these. Wrong?"

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Is this an old score going to be settled?

Although Jia Zhang was a little panicked, as long as she could educate Banggeng well and stop hurting others with knives, everything would be worth it.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jia Zhang touched her neck again, but the stitches had not yet been removed from the wound.

If I had changed to a controlled tool, my life might have been decided here.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhang strengthened her confidence.

Everyone present was silent.

Silence is acquiescence.

"I didn't. I didn't take Shazhu's fifty cents or his watch. I didn't steal any money from home. My grandma would definitely give it to me if I asked for it. I didn't scratch my classmates either. I just scratched them randomly. Suddenly, his clothes were not strong at all, and his flesh was cut directly..."

The main feature of Banggeng is a stubborn person who refuses to admit it.

Xu Damao is waiting. If Banggeng tells Wu Shu, he will notify Wu Shu in advance to run away.

It's a pity that Uncle Hat doesn't believe in Bangge at all now. Qin Huairu's silence and Jia Zhang's silence speak volumes.

"Let me ask you again, where did the blade come from?"

"I picked it up."

BangGeng is still tough-talking.

Wu Shu gave him his skills, but he had to be loyal and couldn't sell Shu Shu.

(End of this chapter)

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