A few seconds later, Jiang Xue stood beside Song Zhou with a firm tone.
"Uncle Song, Aunt Song, Dad, Mom, Brother, I believe Song Zhou, you must have misunderstood."
"Xiaoxue!" Jiang Qizhen frowned.
"Dad, A Zhou is right. You can't judge the truth of the matter based on your own preferences. If Song Zhou breaks the law, the police are not vegetarians. They will definitely find out the truth. Just give Song Zhou a little more time to prove it. , don’t make it too ugly.”
Song Zhou looked at Jiang Xue affectionately, and his furious mood was soothed at this moment.
"Anyway, I just want to say, I didn't kill anyone!"
After Song Zhou finished speaking, he pulled Jiang Xue and turned around to leave, leaving everyone looking at each other.
Arrive at Houshan Reservoir.
Song Zhou reluctantly took off his clothes and exposed his back, which looked like it had been torn to pieces.
Erheizi and Dahai took a deep breath, while Jiang Xue's eyes turned red.
"Brother Xiaozhou, your father beat you too hard." Dahai clicked his tongue.
Song Zhou didn't say a word. He threw the picked herbs into his mouth, chewed them, spit them out, and said in a deep voice: "Heizi, get it for me."
After being beaten too many times, Song Zhou became half an expert in bruises. This kind of grass is specially used to treat wounds.
"Let me do it."
Jiang Xue didn't mind it either, so she took the grass mud and applied it on the wound bit by bit.
"Er Heizi, who on earth spread such lies that I killed someone?"
"It's Han Xian."
Jiang Xue had the most say in this matter and told the whole story.
"Fuck! You bitch, why the hell are you waiting for me!" Song Zhou was furious, but he touched the wound and grinned in pain.
"Brother Xiaozhou, have you killed anyone?" Erheizi asked.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If I killed someone, how could I still be squatting here talking to you? That grandson is completely nonsense. I was saving people in the hospital, and I even lost my tricycle!"
Song Zhou told everything about his bad luck.
"How could Han Xian do such a thing? Isn't this pushing you into a pit of fire? Now everyone in the village thinks you are a murderer, how will you live in the future!"
"Sister Xiaoxue is right!" Erheizi said indignantly, "Brother Xiaozhou, just wait, I will arrest that bitch Han Xian and parade him through the streets right now, and have him explain clearly to his face, grandma, this bastard!"
"Sit down!"
Song Zhou frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's no use catching him now. He can just say that he was joking. Be careful that he will extort money later!"
No matter what era.
He always spreads rumors and refutes them.
Now that the news that he is a murderer has spread throughout the village, even if he arrests Han Xian and explains it, it will be of no use. People will only believe what they think and don't want to believe the facts at all.
"Then what should we do? You can't live your whole life with the reputation of being a murderer!"
Jiang Xue asked worriedly.
"I'm thinking of a way."
Song Zhou was also a little helpless and squatted on the ground.
Judging from this situation, Han Xian must have been in the hospital at the time, and it was very likely that his tricycle was lost by this guy!
"Brother Xiaozhou, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to draw a circle and curse Han Xian for giving birth to a child without a butthole!"
…
Night falls.
The atmosphere in the Song family was gloomy.
When I got home, I found that my father Song Zhengjun was not at home, only my mother Yan Huiru had prepared a meal and was waiting.
"Mom, where is my father?" Song Zhou asked in a stern voice.
"Your father is out. Come over for dinner quickly. Mom will give you some medicine." Yan Huiru still felt sorry for her son as always. Looking at the numerous wounds on his back, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Mom, you must believe me. I really didn't kill anyone. I was in the hospital today..."
Song Zhou patiently explained the matter. Although there is no evidence yet, Huiru's mood has obviously improved.
A few minutes later.
"Mom, I've finished eating. Don't worry. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to find someone and ask them to come over and certify it for me."
"Son, you must find that person, otherwise you will never be able to stay in the village in the future." Yan Huiru wiped away her tears and comforted: "Mom knows that you have been wronged today. Your father is a stubborn man. Don't hold a grudge against him, he just really wants you to become a talented person."
"I understand, mother, don't worry, I won't resent my father because of this."
Dragging the wound back to the side room.
After all, he was also the president of the group in his previous life. Song Zhou calmed down and stopped internal friction, and continued reading while lying on the table.
But after a while, there were several quarrels outside the gate.
When I walked to the door, I heard Jiang Xuezheng and his brother Jiang Dong fighting.
"Sister, you and your brother should go back. Now Song Zhou is still a suspect. You have to worry about your reputation, right?"
"I'm not afraid of slanted shadows. I have no scruples." Jiang Xue said firmly: "Brother, you can go back by yourself. I have to make up lessons for Song Zhou. In addition, you tell dad that I believe Song Zhou is not that kind of person. I will Stay with him all the time, no matter what the village says.”
"Oh, how do you want me to go back and explain!"
Seeing that he couldn't defeat his sister, Jiang Dong had no choice but to go back alone.
Before Jiang Xue could knock on the door, the door was already opened by Song Zhou.
Realizing that her words had been overheard, Jiang Xue's pretty face turned slightly red, and Song Zhou knew enough not to say anything more. The two of them came to the room one after another to continue making up lessons.
The next day.
Song Zhou got up early and rushed to the hospital.
The only thing he could do now was to meet with the injured girl to explain the situation, and then invite his family and the Jiang family to the hospital to prove that what he said was true.
At least let your family trust you.
"It's you, young man. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Hearing someone ask, Song Zhou found out that it was the nurse who drew his blood yesterday and asked quickly.
"Comrade nurse, please tell me how the girl I sent yesterday is doing now. I want to see her."
"The girl lost too much blood. Although her life is not in danger, she will not wake up until tomorrow. But you are too late. She was picked up last night."
"Picked it up?" Song Zhou stared in shock.
"Yes, our dean personally arranged for the car to be sent to the city hospital." The nurse had a good impression of Song Zhou and said in a low voice: "That girl's family is not simple. When she left the hospital, there were four cars following her. Santana looks like a rich person at first glance."
In this day and age, a Santana sells for as much as 160,000!
What is this concept?
According to the exchange rate in 1985, it was worth two Mercedes-Benz 300se!
The other party's family is able to dispatch four Santanas at once, which shows that the other party's strength is not ordinary!
"By the way, young man, come with me to the finance office to get some money. Their family paid off all the medical expenses yesterday. Of course, they have to return all your money to you."
While walking on the road, the nurse kept praising Song Zhou for his heroic behavior yesterday, which made Song Zhou feel a little better.
"Young man, someone came to ask about this last night. Do you know him?"
When it comes to getting money, the nurse can tell you at any time.
"Who?" Song Zhou wondered.
"He is a middle-aged man with a straight back. He looks like he has been a soldier. He came here probably after one in the morning. He keeps asking about this matter."
