"Why, does Third Uncle still want to beat someone in someone else's house?"
Chu Nanzhi looked at Da Chen with sinister eyes, and asked coldly: "Third uncle keeps saying that this girl Jin Hui has no dignity. May I ask what does third uncle mean by dignity?"
Mrs. Chen was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't dare to go forward anymore when she looked at her fascinating cold light.
Chu Nanzhi frowned and said: "Since ancient times, the concubine has been respected and humbled, and there is a distinction between the concubine and the concubine. As the elder of the Lin family, he does not teach his children and younger generations to respect the concubine and his wife. Instead, he fosters the unhealthy trend of doting on concubines and destroying his wife. What can he say openly?
Eyes without dignity,
My mother-in-law did not set an example and brought her children to harm the neighbors. Jin Hui only told a few truths, and the third uncle and her mother-in-law were about to fight. Could it be that this is the so-called tolerance? "
Mrs. Chen was so angry that she was speechless. She didn't expect that this damn girl would dare to question herself about what she said when she educated Mrs. Zhou.
The daughter-in-law buried her head and was submissive, not even daring to say a random word.
After pondering for a long time, Mrs. Chen looked at the confident expressions of the two sisters. Her inner arrogance had nowhere to vent. She staggered and pointed at the two men and threatened: "You two sisters are the same as each other. I don't care about you."
, there will be someone who can take care of you today."
After that, he walked downstairs in a hurry.
Seeing that no one was around, Chu Nanzhi and Lin Jinhui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they heard a muffled sound of stumbling and a miserable scream from downstairs: "Ouch."
"Is mother okay?"
"You idiot, are you mute? Just watch those sisters-in-law bullying me?"
"Mom, just stop saying a few words. After all, this is my brother's house, why do you have to worry about it."
"Snapped."
Then there was a loud slap in the face: "You are a useless thing. You have been married for more than 20 years and you can't even lay an egg. You pretend to be weak all the time. Who can show you this? How can you behave like a legitimate mother?"
"
"Uuuuuuuuah, none of those little girls are pregnant."
Hearing the sound go away, Mi'er, who was lying by the door to peek, closed the door, ran over happily, and gloated: "The third uncle looks so good when she falls, huh, she always bullies the mistress."
Chu Nanzhi shook her head in confusion. Fortunately, this old woman was not a touchy person.
Taking the red date and black chicken soup from the table and handing it to Lin Jinhui's hand, she said solemnly: "Drink some quickly. You have seen it. If you mother and daughter fall down, no one will feel sorry for you."
"Um."
These words also spoke to Lin Jinhui's heart.
She immediately cheered up, took the chicken soup from Chu Nanzhi's hand, and swallowed the chicken soup into her stomach while resisting the pain in her neck.
"Slow down."
Chu Nanzhi looked at the bruises on her neck and couldn't help but feel sour. She said with some distress: "Your father will definitely not be able to come back tonight. You'd better go to my place to sleep later. I happen to have some treatment there."
I’ll ask your brother Jinxiao to get you some plaster for bruises and apply it on it.”
Lin Jinhui blinked her small almond-shaped eyes, nodded obediently, handed the empty bowl to Ming'er's hand, looked at Chu Nanzhi, and whispered in a gentle voice:
"Sister-in-law, my third uncle will definitely have some talk with some of my uncles and brother Jinxiao when she goes out. If someone comes to call me later, when we get to the living room, you don't need to pay attention or say a word. Just let them scold me a few words.
Anyway, I am thick-skinned and can withstand scolding."
"what are you thinking."
Chu Nanzhi smiled bitterly.
This silly girl is so young and looks like she is breaking a jar, and saying such words makes people laugh or cry.
"If what they say is reasonable, you should listen to it, but if you have to rely on your old age, why should you swallow your words?"
Chu Nanzhi said to her very solemnly: "Jinhui, you have to understand one thing. As you just said, this is your home. Whether it is Lin Sanniang or Jiang Xiaoniang, the conflict between you is yours."
You should not let others make irresponsible remarks about your own family affairs.
Although what you did today is a bit extreme, it is still excusable. The third uncle came over in the middle of the night without any concern, and her tone was to accuse everyone. After thinking about it, I am afraid that you, mother and daughter, are usually too weak.
After all, you should have a certain degree of kindness in being kind to others. If you blindly tolerate and show weakness, people may not think well of you in the end."
"I took note of it, sister-in-law."
After Lin Jinhui finished speaking, she heard a knock on the door: "Ms. Chu, Er Niang, Master Lin and a few elders want you to come over."
The aunt and sister-in-law looked at each other and smiled in unison.
Chu Nanzhi helped Lin Jinhui stand up. After the maids helped her get dressed, the group of people walked down the attic towards the front yard.
Lin Jinhui's commotion forced Chu Nanzhi to think about Lin Sanniang's affairs again.
On the way to the front yard, she kept thinking about this case. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not as simple as it seemed.
Walking on the Langfang, looking at the rippling water reflected in the surroundings through the dim light, if Zhou really killed someone, why would she put the murder weapon into the pool in her courtyard.
The pool is not big, it is just a man-made ornamental structure. If you really want to suspect her, it is not difficult to search for her.
It only took Li Sanmu three or two hours to drain the water in the pond today. It was not as difficult to find the deep pond at his feet.
And if the murder weapon is found in this pool, there will be a lot of room for further investigation in court. If she really refuses to admit her guilt, Lin Jinxiao may not be able to convict her for a while.
Maybe it will be considered an unsolved case in the end.
After all, Lin Sanniang’s death also lacked the most crucial witness.
At this time, she completely calmed down and completely removed herself from the matter. From the perspective of a bystander, she felt that Zhou's confession today was too hasty.
This is not consistent with the psychology of a murderer.
Lin Sanniang was murdered while she was sleeping, which shows that the murderer had enough preparation time to plan something and could completely cover up the murder scene perfectly.
"If it was really Zhou who put the dagger in Lin Sanniang's house into a pool of blood, she had actually achieved the effect of framing her. Why would she be so stupid as to take the murder weapon back to her yard to hide it? That would be too obvious.
Already."
Because once Lin Sanniang died, the first thing everyone would suspect was their mother and daughter.
If Zhou didn't want to be noticed immediately, she could throw the murder weapon into the pond behind Lin Sanniang's house, or this pond in the middle of several yards.
Therefore, the dagger should be a flaw left intentionally by the real murderer, a flaw left deliberately to frame the Zhou family, to mislead everyone into doubting the Zhou family, and then search for the real murder weapon.
After guessing this, Chu Nanzhi raised the corners of her mouth slightly and couldn't help but sneer:
"It seems that the murderer behind the scenes did have some tricks up his sleeve and set a trap for everyone.
This person left the dagger in a pool of blood to make it look like he was framed, but he also kept the other side of the dagger away from the blood, deliberately leaving a flaw. Such a crude method must not be able to hide it from the discerning eye of the murderer. There is no need to compare the wound of the deceased to be able to detect it.
It was obvious at a glance that the dagger was not the real murder weapon."
I think this is where the real culprit behind the scenes carefully planned.