He Yuzhu didn't believe at all that Bangge did this alone.
For an untouched child, he might have thought about setting a fire, but he would never specifically choose that day to set a fire.
He looked at Jia Zhang's window and always felt that there was a pair of eyes behind the window staring at this place and still laughing.
Jia Zhang is now watching his joke and wants to see what he will do with his own "son".
As a harvester of negative emotions without feelings, how can I make others laugh and myself cry?
Get a clean bowl from the courtyard and fill it with water.
"Comrade police, I want a drop of Jia Gan's blood to clear up some misunderstandings."
The policeman handling the case saw this and said seriously: "Comrade He Yuzhu, blood recognition is a feudal superstition and is not allowed."
"Yes, but there are some misunderstandings, which can only be solved in this way."
The investigators saw that He Yuzhu was serious and not joking, so he said:
"You need to seek the opinion of the person involved, Jia Geng."
He Yuzhu looked at Bangge and whispered: "Banggen, I guess you don't want to have a father like me."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."
Banggeng seemed to be stimulated by these words and began to become anxious, forgetting the fear of being caught.
"Bah! You idiot, I am your father."
He Yuzhu frowned, but didn't say anything. He took out a needle from the cabinet in the courtyard, put a drop of blood into it, and handed the needle to Banggeng.
Banggeng took the needle with some fear. The last bloody identification left a shadow on his heart.
Looking at the hesitant Bangge, He Yuzhu flatly said: "Your grandma is still watching, don't you want to prove it?"
He Yuzhu found another paternity test certificate from the table and let Banggeng take a look at the results.
After seeing the results, Banggan closed his eyes and dropped a drop of blood into the bowl.
Everyone wants to see the results, even those who don't believe it.
The most positive one is He Daqing. He now understands why Jia Zhang has this attitude towards He Yuzhu.
After taking a look, they didn't melt together.
He Daqing was a little happy and a little disappointed.
The sticks opened and found that they were not melted together, and she was ecstatic.
He shouted at Jia Zhang's window: "Grandma, it's not melted! It's not melted!"
When the investigators saw that the matter had been completed, they took He Daqing and Bangge back to the station.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Ms. Jia Zhang behind the window was already eighty-nine percent convinced, but she was still holding on to a little bit of luck.
Seeing that the negative emotion level was not enough, He Yuzhu directly brought the bowl over to Jia Zhang for a closer look.
Jia Zhang watched He Yuzhu bring the bowl of water and closed her eyes in fear, but couldn't help but look through the gaps between her fingers.
She saw two drops of bright red blood sitting peacefully in the bowl.
These two drops of blood shot into her heart like two bullets, and she actually sent her own grandson into it with her own hands.
She was so scared that her son Jia Dongxu would come back to her in the middle of the night and ask her why she wanted to harm his own son.
He Yuzhu was a little surprised to see Mrs. Jia Zhang like this, and asked: "Why are you so cruel and want to kill me directly? Do we have any deep grudges?"
When Jia Zhang heard what He Yuzhu said, she woke up and stared at He Yuzhu.
"Ding! Negative emotion value +10×30."
He resented in his heart: "Yes! It's all Si Zhu's fault! If it hadn't been for Si Zhu, I wouldn't have doubted whether Bang Gang was my grandson, and I wouldn't have let Bang Gang set fire to He Yuzhu's house. Son, don't worry.
, I will definitely avenge Banggeng for you. Banggeng didn’t succeed this time, and there are two losers who can always burn this fool to death.”
Even though he thought so in his heart, he couldn't spare He Yuzhu's words.
"No grudge? How can there be no grudge? Why don't you give me your meat to eat? Why don't you give me your bicycle radio?
You ungrateful fellow, don't you remember who gave you a bowl of stick noodles when you two brothers were about to starve to death?
It's my son, Jia Dongxu. If it weren't for him, you two brothers and sisters would have died on the street.
There are good things now, but you don’t want to think about our family, silly Zhu, have you lost your conscience?”
He Yuzhu was confused, he didn't know there was such a "life-saving grace".
I checked my memory and found that this is indeed the case.
But it was completely different from what Jia Zhang said. Of course, the bowl of stick noodles was not given for free. It was exchanged for He Yuyu's gold-wrapped zodiac lock.
Seeing the shameless and ignorant Jia Zhang saying that taking advantage of her was a life-saving grace, He Yuzhu couldn't help but give her two big comparisons to let her know how much harm it was.
He didn't want to listen to Jia Zhang's nonsense, so he said with a murderous heart:
"How's it going? How does it feel to send your own grandson in? That's the only child of your Jia family. If you stay in prison for a few years and can't find a wife when you come back, then won't your Jia family be extinct?
You, Jia Zhang, are the sinners of the Jia family."
"Ding! Negative emotions are worth 10×50."
"Shut up! Silly Zhu! Do you believe it or not? How can my grandson go to jail if I tear your mouth apart? I just burned down your house!"
Hearing that the tinkling sound had disappeared, He Yuzhu didn't want to tangle with the old godmother, saying that he would definitely not be able to defeat her.
It's not that He Yuzhu's eloquence is not good, the problem is that no matter how good he is, even if he talks nonsense, Jia Zhang still wants to listen.
When Mrs. Jia and Zhang quarreled, she always said "I am the only one who dominates", and all other sounds sounded like dog barking to her.
I can only say that it's a good thing that Mrs. Jia Zhang can't leave, otherwise she would chase you and scold you.
After He Yuzhu walked out for a long time, Jia Zhang still felt that she still had more to say, but at this time, saving her grandson was the most important thing.
"Xiao Dang! Xiao Dang! Where did you die, you loser?"
Xiao Dang was watching He Yuzhu's house being repaired in a place where Jia Zhang could not see him. When he heard Jia Zhang's shouts, he did not move at all.
The third lady next to her said to her: "Xiao Dang, your grandma is calling you."
Xiaodang gave her a cold look and continued to watch the house repairs.
The third aunt was dumbfounded by the sight, and she was muttering in her heart.
Mrs. Jia Zhang shouted that she hadn't seen anyone for a long time, so she was naturally angry at this loser.
"Sophora japonica! Come here."
Little Huaihua was still watching these uncles drinking soda. Lei Laoliu thought the little girl was cute and gave half of his bottle to her.
The little girl was about to come back to have a drink with Xiao Dang, when Mrs. Jia Zhang saw her.
Because she was beaten by Mrs. Jia Zhang last time, the little girl was afraid and did not dare to go too close.
Mrs. Jia Zhang forced out a smile: "Good little Sophora huaihua, go and find your mother quickly."
"But where is mom?"
"Your mother must be in the factory."
"Where is the factory?"
Jia Zhang saw that there was no hope for little Sophora japonica, so she scolded: "You little loser, you can't handle this, so what's the use of you?"
Seeing Mrs. Jia Zhang getting angry, little Sophora japonica remembered what the old lady said - "Next time your grandma yells at you, just come directly to me."
The little girl ran away, no matter how Jia Zhang scolded her behind.