One person is carrying it and two people are carrying it, both are carrying it.

The pain of one person and the pain of two people are both painful.

As long as possible, Huo Zhongnan was unwilling to have a trace of trouble on Yu Xiuxiu's face.

He didn't want to see her frowning, he wanted her to smile so carefreely forever.

Thinking of that smiling face, Huo Zhongnan's pale face slowly regained a little rosy, "I just like to spoil her."

“…”

Zhong Lin lowered his head angrily.

"If you want to be so kind to me, I can give you my life!"

"Hmm?" Huo Zhongnan didn't hear it clearly, raised his eyebrows and asked him to say it again.

But how dare Zhong Lin say that? Isn’t this a slap? The boss would rather be injured himself and protect Xiuxiu’s little witch. What can he do?

Silence fell in the ward.

At this time, the housekeeper came in and stood in front of the bed with his hands in his arms, "Mr. Huo, that police officer, is here again."

The only police officer who would come here to find him is Quan Laowu.

Huo Zhongnan nodded: "Please come in."

...

Quan Shaoteng walked in with a smile and saw Huo Zhongnan on the hospital bed, whistling.

"You are not recovering well? Your little face is pale. Did the doctor say how many days can you live?"

Zhong Lin's heart was shocked and he couldn't hear such taboo words.

"Team Quan..."

"It's okay." Huo Zhongnan stopped him.

There has never been a friend like Quan Shaoteng around Huo Zhongnan. He is as vivid and vivid as Yu Xiuxiu. As long as he gets along with him, he will become relaxed unconsciously. If such a person is controlled, what else does it mean?

He said lightly: "What are you asking me for?"

Quan Shaoteng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you ask me to find you?"

"I?"

"You say, let me tell you if there is any news."

Huo Zhongnan nodded, "So, is there news?"

Quan Shaoteng pursed his lips, lifted his trousers, and slowly sat down on the chair that Zhong Lin pulled closer. He stared at Huo Zhongnan without blinking, and looked for a while before speaking.

"You don't necessarily like to hear this truth."

Zhong Lin was shocked and looked at the boss's face reflexively.

However, Huo Zhongnan's expression was much calmer than he expected.

"you say."

Quan Shaoteng shook his eyebrows, "You have to listen, don't blame me." He coughed lightly, and there was no emotional change on his face, but his fingers gently tapped on his knees, obviously feeling a little uneasy.

"What Du Hongjuan said is true."

Huo Zhongnan narrowed his eyes: "All?"

Quan Shaoteng: "No."

Huo Zhongnan just breathed a sigh of relief, Quan Shaoteng calmed down, "Your father's case, everything at the time of the incident, was the same as what she said. Yu Xiuxiu's father Yu Dazhuang did act as a report. He notified the village chief, and the village chief told Zhishu again, and Zhishu called the whole village. By the way, the first person to rush in to catch the evildoer was Yu Dazhuang."

The room was quiet.

Quan Shaoteng looked at his expression and smiled slightly, "However, that Yu Ying is his relative. He was anxious at the time, which was normal."

It's a relative.

Yu Xiuxiu called Yu Ying an aunt.

Huo Zhongnan lowered his eyelids, "What?"

Quan Shaoteng thought for a while, "Some of them cannot be confirmed. Du Hongjuan said that there was another person who raped Yu Ying back then. That person slipped away before your father went in. He said that Yu Dazhuang deliberately reported your father and rushed in to arrest people just to protect that person, and deliberately framed your father - to be honest, it has been decades of unproven and no one can confirm it."

Huo Zhongnan remained silent.

Quan Shaoteng opened the notebook he brought with him.

"I have a simulated live picture here. Do you want to take a look?"

Huo Zhongnan said no.

Quan Shaoteng moved the chair closer, put the notebook close to his bed, and pointed it out to him.

"The house where your father lives has such a structure. Back then, Yu Ying was knocked out by your father - no, the suspect was taken back, and tied to the bed in this room."

Huo Zhongnan looked at the computer screen, and his eyes seemed to be dripping from his mouth.

Quan Shaoteng glanced at him, "Your assumption makes sense. Yu Ying is your father's admirer. If your father really has any ideas about her, there is no need to use force. After that, Yu Ying insists that it is voluntary rather than rape, you can see that there is no need to doubt it."

Huo Zhongnan said nothing.

Quan Shaoteng: "There is a point. Du Hongjuan said that she was behind your father's house at that time, here--she said she saw a black shadow rolling out of the wall and running away. She saw Yu Dazhuang sneaking around in the bamboo forest. As soon as your father entered the door, he rushed in and caught people. Then, the village chief and the minister rushed in with the villagers--

Then the question is. Since she knows everything, why didn’t she stand up and prove it back then? Clear your father’s grievances? Your father saved her and helped her so that she would not starve to death. Why didn’t she repay her benefactor? But she would find you several years later and say these unproven past events?"

Huo Zhongnan frowned, "She is about to go back to the city."

In that era, it was almost a matter of being determined to be a crime by a villager. Du Hongjuan told him that day that there were a few people who were familiar with Zhao Feng who had tried to plead for him and were immediately scolded, so that they should improve their ideological awareness and not stand on the opposite side of the people in order to excuse the criminals and influence their future.

future,

A big stone that crushes people to death.

During those breathless years, everyone wanted to go back to the city and everyone wanted to leave there.

Who is willing to bet on fate?

That day,

Du Hongjuan sat on Quan Shaoteng's chair and talked about the past with him.

"I already knew that the next batch of return indicators would be my name, and I would be able to leave that ghost place soon. I admit... I am very weak. I struggled for a long time, but I still thought about it. It would be better to have less trouble than to get angry... I'm sorry to your father, I didn't stand up, didn't help him, or even said a word for him. This matter has been in my heart for so many years, and sometimes I don't dare to think about it, and when I think about it, I can't sleep. I'm sorry, I'm very sorry."

"I thought about what happened that night many times later, and gradually I understood it. That is, people are sincerely trying to harm him. Even if I stood up at that time, I couldn't understand it alone. Not only could I not help him, maybe... I would also trap myself in."

"Your father was originally on the same list of return to the city as me. I remember that a few days before that happened, I asked him once when he returned to the city and what he was going to do. Your father said that if you first put the work problem in place, then marry your mother... He said that your mother had been waiting for him for too long, and he felt guilty and missed her very much. I remember that he had a wallet with a photo of your mother in the clip. You said, how could a man who missed his fiancé every day, not to stand the remaining time? He committed such a big crime?"

"Actually, everyone is not stupid. Just think about it and understand. How could he do such a thing with his character and character? To put it bluntly, everyone is unwilling to believe him, not because he really committed a crime, but everyone hopes that he really committed a crime."

"As soon as something happened, everyone would attack him, like executioners with red eyes, wishing to tear off a piece of meat from him... Even though some people knew that he was wronged, they would make up their minds for his return to the city and push him to death."

"After all, he can't leave, so he can add one more place and others will have a chance."

"This person's heart cannot be thought about it carefully. All bad things are bad. If others are bad, I will be bad. If I don't stand up, I will be bad. I will be bad. I will be selfish."

That day, Huo Zhongnan asked her a question, "Yu Dazhuang is not an educated youth, so he cannot return to the city. Why did he frame my father?"

Du Hongjuan gave him a look at him at that time.

It seems to be saying, why are you so simple-

"He doesn't return to the city, do he have friends who want to return to the city?"

Huo Zhongnan asked her, "Do you remember who was the one who replaced the place and returned to the city?"

Du Hongjuan said that she remembered it very clearly, and this was also a basis for her to believe that Yu Dazhuang was deliberately framed.

"Tang Wenji. It was Tang Wenji who made up for the gap. After he returned to the city, he entered the banking system. Later, he became better and better, with a higher position and greater power... Yu Dazhuang also relied on his relationship to leave Yujia Village, and became a famous nouveau riche in Shencheng. They were friends, and they were friends at that time, and friends in pairs of pants. Do you think this matter has anything to do with Yu Dazhuang?"

Huo Zhongnan couldn't say it.

Because everything has become a fait accompli.

A report,

A crime scene with conclusive evidence,

Pushing his father into the bottomless abyss.

No one can excuse him,

Everyone longs for something to happen to him-

Therefore, in that special event that attracted everyone to the carnival, Zhao Yingxuan became a victim of the public.

From then on, he was unable to leave Yujia Village and married his beloved woman as promised. He wasted many years. Seeing a group of educated youth returning to the city and leaving Yujia Village, he gained a new life, only he seemed to be forgotten.

What caused him to "escape" from the village was not the heavy farm work, but the collective malice - or collective humiliation of his family members.

Although Yu Ying saved him alone, Zhao Fengxuan did not go to jail and the case was not criminal. However, the villagers did not need that legal document, and public opinion did not need it.

They have their own judgment.

In that era of fear of sexual intercourse, the hat of the "forced rapist" was like a tight spell that could not be removed, pressed on his head.
To be continued...