There is no eye-to-eye contact, there is a curtain in the middle.
Hua Zhao had already put the curtains away. She and her grandfather were sitting inside, holding their breath, while Hua Zhenniu was standing outside, listening with her ears pricked up.
There was no movement inside. It seemed that Hua Zhao was sleeping well and not snoring. Also, he didn't work every day and was not tired, so why was he snoring?
He quietly went under Huaqiang's window again, with the curtains drawn again, and there was still no movement.
This old man is also enjoying happiness at home every day.
He never thought that the two of them stayed up so early in the morning and just stared at each other through the curtains.
After listening for a few minutes, Hua Zhenniu walked towards the door and pushed it gently.
No push.
This is normal. Although their village can be said to not close the doors at night, and even sleep with the doors and windows open in summer, but now it is late autumn, and they will freeze to death if they do not close the doors?
He took out a thin iron piece from his pocket and put it through the crack of the door to open the latch.
Nowadays, the latches in every house are generally made of wood, not the small and iron ones, which cost 20 cents a set.
Hua Qiang also uses wooden blocks at home, which can be easily blocked by blocking the door.
The piece of wood fell gently to the ground, making almost no sound.
Hua Zhenniu smiled and pushed the door open again.
Still no push.
People who come off the battlefield have vigilance engraved in their bones. The door of Hua Qiang's house is propped up with thick wood at night. If you try to open it with brute force, you have to smash the door.
Does he want to come in?
Hua Zhao communicated with his grandfather with his eyes.
Hua Qiang's face turned even darker.
He stuffed a kitchen knife on the kang and put it in Hua Zhao's hand.
If you want to come in, you have to come into contact with them. Face to face directly and kill them?
You can't just come in and chat with them.
Hua Zhenniu really thinks so.
Huashan also meant the same thing, he didn't say anything. He just said "light his firewood pile" without any pain, as if it was a joke.
In fact, it is not the case. Huashan said that half of the money he got was spent on Zhenniu.
First set fire to the house. Even though the person dies, the money is also gone. How about a cent?
So you have to get the money first and then set fire to it.
Wouldn't people run away if there was a fire? It's very likely that they would, so we have to deal with the people first.
When it is burned to ashes, who knows who will die first or last?
Criminal investigation methods had never appeared in Paoshantun, and Hua Zhenniu didn't understand them at all. He sorted out the order of his thoughts and started to do it.
As a result, the second step got stuck.
Hua Zhenniu stood outside the door for a while, then suddenly reached out and banged the door. The sound was not loud and could not disturb the surrounding neighbors, but the people in the house should be able to hear it.
"Uncle, uncle! Something happened to my father! Go and see him quickly~~" Hua Zhenniu entered the scene in a second, his voice hoarse and crying.
The volume was also low, as if he was too sad to make a sound.
Trick them into opening the door.
Hua Zhao and Hua Qiang looked at each other.
Hua Qiang took the kitchen knife from Hua Zhao's hand, held it himself, and thrust a wooden stick from the kang into his hand.
He said in a breathy voice: "Let him in, and you can do it directly."
Although it is dangerous for his granddaughter to do this, Hua Zhao is many times stronger than him. He does not have the confidence to knock out Hua Zhenniu all at once, but he is confident that Hua Zhao can do it.
Hua Zhao tightened his grip on the stick and nodded: "Don't take action directly, let's wait and see what happens."
Hua Qiang shook his head. He felt that it was too risky. What if Hua Zhenniu came in and went under the knife?
However, Hua Zhao was very persistent and beat her as soon as he entered the door, but they ignored him again.
They are here to report a letter. Regardless of whether the letter is true or not, it may have been negotiated with Huashan at home, so it is true. So as soon as they enter the house, they will beat them to death with a stick? This is too much... and knock them unconscious.
Too much.
Hua Zhao doesn't care if it's too much. What she cares about is that they can't catch them. That way, they can escape today, but they won't be able to escape tomorrow.
Hua Zhao went down to open the door.
How could Hua Qiang get her to open the door? He struggled to get off the ground, and the two of them didn't continue talking.
"Who is it?" Hua Qiang stood in the room and shouted.