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Chapter 37: Village Chief Lin is Dead

"What are you carrying? Auntie?"

Several mothers-in-law were gathering together and whispering, when Qiao Qixin suddenly jumped out from behind them.

"Oh, hey, sister Qiao, you really scared us to death." The leader, Mrs. Zhang, patted her chest and said, looking like she was frightened by Qiao Qixin.

Qiao Qixin smiled and asked, "What's going on with Village Chief Lin's family?"

Mrs. Zhang looked around, then whispered in Qiao Qixin's ear: "Village Chief Lin died this morning!"

"Ah?" Qiao Qixin opened her eyes wide.

Wasn't Village Chief Lin fine before? Why suddenly...

Mrs. Zhang clapped her hands anxiously, "Please keep your voice down. Let me tell you something. Village Chief Lin died accidentally. He said it was because of a 'slip'."

"Slip?" Qiao Qixin repeated.

Accidental death?

"Yes, people from the city said that Village Chief Lin accidentally slipped and fell while walking by the river and hit his brain, and he died."

"But, we don't believe what they say." Mrs. Zhang moved her eyes and looked around.

"Village Chief Lin's body is no worse than ours, how could he die like this? You think so, Sister Qiao."

Qiao Qixin laughed "haha" twice and brushed it off.

She walked through the crowd and arrived at the door of Lin's house. Through the open door, she could see Mother Lin kneeling in front of the coffin and crying loudly.

"Head of the family! How will Yaya and I live without you!"

Mother Lin cried with great sorrow, and several young men wearing sackcloth and filial piety were wiping their tears with their heads lowered.

Strange, why don't you see Lin Yaya?

Qiao Qixin was a little confused.

And Liang Anting, is it possible that these two went on a tryst?

Probably not, Lin Yaya’s father just died.

Just as he was thinking about it, several people who looked like government servants suddenly walked out of the Lin family house.

Mother Lin immediately rushed forward and grabbed the trouser leg of one of them.

"Sir, the head of my family must have been killed! You have to give us justice, sir!" Mother Lin cried.

"I've told you so many times, your family member accidentally fell into the water and died! Stop pestering me!" The policeman irritably pulled his trouser legs out of Mother Lin's hands, and beckoned the other people to leave the Lin family quickly.

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Mother Lin lay on the ground and cried loudly. The children on the side came forward and lifted her mother to a chair nearby, and brought her brown sugar water.

"Mom, stop crying and drink some water."

"Where's Yaya? Where's my Yaya!" Mother Lin pushed away the hand holding the brown sugar water, her voice becoming hoarse from crying for too long.

One of the people surrounding Mother Lin left immediately, probably to look for Lin Yaya.

After a while, the man who left grabbed Lin Yaya's collar and returned to the mourning hall.

"Brother, what are you doing! Letting go of you hurts me!" Lin Yaya struggled.

Qiao Qixin was a little confused. Liang Anting was not with Lin Yaya?

"Second brother! Let go of your sister!" Mother Lin's tone was filled with anger.

"Mom!" Lin Laoer was dissatisfied with his mother's indulgence of his sister and said, "Dad just left! She and that wild man were making love to each other in the backyard!"

"I don't!" Lin Yaya yelled, "Second brother, you have been jealous of my parents liking me since you were a child, and now you are throwing dirty water on me! Mom, you don't care about second brother!"

"Shut up, everyone!" Mother Lin said angrily.

Lin Laoer shut up instantly.

Lin Yaya muttered a few words of grievance and finally stopped.

The onlookers outside the house kept whispering.

"I have long heard that the second oldest child in the Lin family behaves badly and bullies his younger siblings, but now it seems to be true!"

"What's wrong with the second child of the Lin family?" Qiao Qixin asked curiously.

The old woman who spoke was willing to share the rumors she had heard with others, but when Qiao Qixin asked, she was like a dam that had opened its gates.

"The second child of the Lin family has always disliked Lin Yaya since she was born and bullied her in every possible way. It is said that the wound on Lin Yaya's hand was caused by the second child Lin."

"Also, Mother Lin noticed that there was a shortage of white noodles in the house. She asked which child had taken it. Lin Laoer immediately jumped out and accused Lin Yaya of stealing it."

"Does Mother Lin believe it?" Qiao Qixin asked.

"Hey, how is that possible! Mother Lin beat Lin Lao Er on the spot, and Lin Lao Er only admitted that he was the one who got the flour."

"Do you know what he did with the flour?" The old woman lowered her voice, looking mysterious.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Qixin was very cooperative.

"It's time to play with making clay figurines! It's so irritating that so much white flour is wasted like this," said the old woman.

Qiao Qixin also showed an expression of disbelief, and the nearby villagers were also chattering about the rumors they had heard about Lin Laoer.

"It's not me!" Lin Laoer in the room said angrily.

The injury on Lin Yaya's hand was caused by the bite she got from her puppy when she kicked it before!

It’s Lin Yaya who uses white flour to make clay figurines!

Why did he do it all?

But no one paid any attention to Lin Laoer's defense.

Because they don't need the truth.

What they need is 'jokes' that can add fun to their boring lives.

Lin Laoer happens to be the protagonist of this ‘joke’.

——

Qiao Qixin was walking back to Liang's house and came to the river unconsciously.

The river is neither fast nor deep.

She squatted down, put her hand into the river, and felt the water draining from her fingertips.

I feel a little homesick.

have no idea……

Qiao Qixin paused.

Because she suddenly discovered that the original world did not care about her at all.

The sudden surge of emotions had nowhere to put it, and the tears flowed into the distance with the river.

"Are you crying?" A nice and familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Qiao Qixin looked up blankly, and an ancient-style young man dressed in white silk appeared in her eyes.

"Are you... Mr. Liu?" Qiao Qixin asked hesitantly.

She remembered the face of the man in front of her, but wasn't sure of his name.

The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I didn't expect you to remember that my name is Liu Zhan, and I met you once in the city."

Liu Zhan? Wasn’t his name Liu Mo?

Qiao Qixin thought to herself.

"Wipe it, my face is wet with tears, and those who didn't know it thought it was your family that died." Liu Zhan handed the handkerchief to Qiao Qixin.

"……Thanks."

Qiao Qixin wiped her face clean.

"Have you had any interactions with Village Chief Lin?" Liu Zhan asked.

Qiao Qixin was stunned for a moment, "I told Village Chief Lin..."

"What did you say?" Liu Zhan asked.

Qiao Qixin unconsciously sat and swallowed, "Is it... about sending Master Jia back to the city?"

There was a dark light in Liu Zhan's eyes, "No, you just need to tell me whether you have ever interacted with Village Chief Lin."

"...Yes." Qiao Qixin bit her lower lip.

"Okay, I understand." Liu Zhan turned and left.

Qiao Qixin looked at his back, her head confused.

She suddenly felt that something was wrong with the prisoner escape she encountered in the city...

Qiao Qixin returned to the Liang family in confusion.

Was it me who killed Village Chief Lin?

However, if it is really the Jia family, what is the Jia family for...
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