Zhang Qing looked down at the flash drive.
Without looking up, Lao Li took out a picture of a man from his pocket and slowly put it on the desktop. "Is this your subsequent hand?"
"You … you …!" Zhang Qing looked frightened and looked at Lao Li unconsciously stepping back. "You put … you put Xiaoyu …!"
"I didn’t care about your recording, I didn’t care about your video recording, and I didn’t care about you giving things to this man." Lao Li slowly looked up at Zhang Qing and said, "It’s normal for you to feel a little safe about doing things …!"
Zhang Qing clenched his fists in disbelief and looked at Lao Li. "Did you kill Xiaoyu … Xiaoyu?"
"Yes!"
Lao Li nodded
"You … you are fucking cruel!" Zhang Qing shouted like crazy.
"He took something from you and tried to blackmail me before I killed him," Lao Li replied flatly.
Zhang Qing was shocked
"You, he wants to help you?" Lao Li pointed his finger at the photo and said softly, "He thinks what you have is profitable. If I gave him money, he would have gone to nowhere now!"
Zhang Qing’s eyes sank to the ground in despair.
"You look at human nature too shallowly." Lao Li stretched out his hand and patted the table and turned away
Zhang Qing immediately reached out and shouted, "Lao Li, don’t go, don’t go!"
"Bang!"
Laoli pushed the door away.
"Hua!"
Xiaocai pulled out the iron chain from the cupboard and walked to the front of Zhang Qing.
"No, no, you let me talk to him again. I beg you, don’t kill me …!"
"There are still 500,000 yuan in the cupboard that he prepared when I just negotiated with you," Xiaocai sighed. "He told me at that time that this money might not be able to … I didn’t understand it … Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with him!"
"I can’t help it. I’m a woman …!"
"Hua!"
Xiaocai turned his head and directly wound the chain around Zhang Qing’s neck. "This fucking dog fuck era!"
……
five minutes later
Xiaocai stepped out of the room and said to Lao Li, "It’s over!"
"Do as I tell you," Lao Li ordered, and turned to leave. "She smashed a crack in the Wangs’ house!"
Chapter 1 Pot
Longcheng wangjia
Wang Tiannan’s mother Xiaoqin sat in the living room without saying anything, sleeping or eating, and looked at the coffin in a daze.
Because Wang Tiannan died violently and was still young, according to the customs, there was no way at home to make a big deal like the death of a very old man. It was very awkward to put a mourning shed in the daytime according to the specifications of the junior generation and add that he had no children and women to give him a wake.
"Auntie, why don’t you have a rest in the building? Let’s just watch here." A fellow with Wang Tianna bent down and shouted at Xiaoqin in the big room.
"I’m … I’m not tired." Xiaoqin raised his head and asked with red eyes. "Are you hungry? I’ll let the kitchen get some food taken late at night."
"Forget it, auntie, we’re not hungry."
"Get something to eat and have been busy for two days." Xiaoqin slowly got up and walked out of the living room step by step, rushing to the left cooking stove.
Into the kitchen Xiaoqin glanced at the sleeping cook and shouted "Old Xu, old Xu!"
The cook got up from bed in a daze and rubbed his eyes and asked, "What’s the matter?"
"Please cook something for everyone," Xiaoqin said politely. "A dozen people in the room have been busy all day and haven’t eaten anything."
"Ah, I’ll wash my face and make some noodles." Cooks are also diligent and rub their faces and get into bed.
Xiaoqin’s room was swept by Wang Tiannan’s usual dinner table with his usual tableware on it, and memories flooded into her mind.
Grief may be experienced by those who have parents unfortunately.