As soon as he finished speaking, many people rushed forward and took off Yao Huai's clothes in a few seconds.
Everyone was stunned.
There was indeed a wound on Yao Huai's left arm, but it was not a gunshot wound, but a burn. It covered a large area and almost covered the entire upper arm.
Is this true?
Hua Zhao suddenly laughed: "It's quite cruel. Is it deliberately burned to cover up the gunshot wound?"
Unexpectedly, he was quite cautious.
Also, those who are not careful will die long ago.
"Fart! You are slanderous! Did you see it?" Bai Feng pointed at Hua Zhao: "My man burned this when he was a child! You keep saying he is Yao San, you just want us to die so you can occupy this house!"
"Everyone is here to comment. Our distant relative of the Yao family suddenly came back and said that this house belongs to him and wants us to move out! If we don't leave, he will do any unscrupulous thing!" Bai Feng cried.
road.
The eyes of the theatergoers flickered, not knowing who to believe.
"If you want to say that you have no conscience, it has to be Yao San." Hua Zhao looked at Yao Huai: "One person can't recognize you, but ten or a hundred people will recognize you, right? The people who saw you back then are still alive.
There are still many, everyone can come and identify whether you are Yao San or not."
After saying that, she took Yao Lin and left.
Yao Huai and Bai Feng were left struggling to explain to the people around them.
From that day on, the Yao family's old house became lively, with crowds of people coming to "visit" Yao Huai.
He was so scared that he didn't dare to go out. What if someone really recognized him? After all, he was really Yao San!
If outsiders can't recognize him, what should he do if his tribesmen who are scattered abroad hear the news and come back to identify him? They all know about it, otherwise he wouldn't try his best to suppress the tribesmen.
But he can't hide.
The thin wooden door was kicked to pieces by someone who had a grudge against Yao San, and Yao Huai was pulled out for a closer look.
But some say yes, some say no.
This is also thanks to Yao Huai's caution and ability to disguise. He destroyed all the physical characteristics in the past.
There is no comparison between the appearance of someone in his 60s and someone in his twenties and thirties. No matter how miserable he is, with tears all over his face, no one can kill him but Yao San.
In the evening, the house finally felt a little cleaner.
But he can imagine that another wave of people will come to his doorless home during the day tomorrow and repeat what happened today.
Then one day, someone will recognize you and beat you to death.
"When will it be the end?" Bai Feng muttered.
Without a door, she didn't dare to speak loudly.
Yao Ning didn't go home anymore and hid in the house of her eldest brother Yao Shu, who had not had a good relationship with her since she was a child and disliked her.
"Let's go." Yao Huai whispered, "Go back to your little brother's house in the countryside."
Bai Feng's family background was not obvious back then, but at any rate, his family was a factory owner. As a result, he was later designated as a capitalist.
The whole family has hid in the countryside, and now only Bai Feng and her brother are left.
For so many years, Yao Huai has relied on the Bai family to live. He thought that the world had changed and he could turn around, but it turned out...
The two of them were so angry that they packed their luggage while gnashing their teeth.
Then he sneaked out in the middle of the night.
In order to save their lives, they gave up all their belongings and even a dilapidated nanny's room.
As a result, he was stopped halfway.
"I'm really not Yao San!" Yao begged the two tall men across from him, holding his luggage in his arms.
"It's no use lying to me." Hua Zhao walked out from behind the two of them.
Yao Huai stopped crying. If it was her, there was really no need to pretend. She seemed to be really sure that he was Yao San.