"You haven't received it, then ask your wife if she has received it."
Jin held the little tiger's head tightly and faced Ren Dahai's eyes. After flickering a few times, she looked straight at him.
"No. We have nothing to do with the Zhang family."
Wu Yu used his tongue to fix his molars: "Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but some things don't exist unless you admit it. For example, where is your daughter Xiaofang's body? I am very curious now. You If I go to the Zhang family’s ancestral graves, will I find something incredible?”
Jin's breathing was obviously rapid, but he still spoke firmly: "A civilian woman doesn't know what you are talking about."
She couldn't stop their family, but the Zhang family was the village tyrant in their village. Even if the government went away, how could they allow them to dig up his son's grave?
Wasn't it just because her family was easy to bully that she started targeting their family?
Wu Yu came out of Ren Dahai's house angrily. Gu Qingjue lagged a few steps behind and looked at the little tiger head hiding behind Jin with a warm smile.
Wu Yu got on his horse and saw that Gu Qingjue hadn't come yet, and wanted Chen Pingsan to shout.
He was stopped by Li Duanyuan.
"Sir, I know Ziyuan. He must have discovered something. Why don't we go to the intersection ahead and wait for him."
"That's fine."
Everyone left, and Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
Facing this handsome husband who is sixteen or seventeen years old, he is not as nervous as before.
But still on guard.
"Sir, they have all left, why don't you leave?"
Gu Qingjue ignored Jin, but like a magic trick, he took out a small toy and shook it in his hand. The little tiger's head and eyes were bright, he broke away from Jin's hand and trotted over.
"Brother, what is this?"
"This is a pottery whistle. If you put it in your mouth and blow it, it will sound."
"Little tiger head."
Ren Dahai walked over: "You can't just take other people's things."
Jin took two slow steps and followed behind Ren Dahai. He looked at the exquisite pottery whistle Gu Qingjue was holding and said nothing.
"Brother Ren, you're welcome. This is just a slightly more beautiful whistle. It's not worth much. I don't have any children at home, so I won't use it."
"That's not possible either."
Gu Qingjue just looked at the little tiger's head and asked, "Do you like it?"
"I like it, big brother, do you want to give it to me?"
"If you like it, I'll give it to you."
The little tiger glanced at his mother. Seeing that her mother was silent, he boldly took the Tao whistle from Gu Qingjue's hand and said, "Thank you, big brother."
After saying this, put it in your mouth and blow it hard.
The crisp whistle sounded far away.
Little Hutou liked it very much and wanted to share his new good things with his good friends, but when he ran to the door, he suddenly stopped.
"No, I can't go out."
Gu Qingjue immediately asked: "Why can't you go out? There are many wild flowers there. You must go there often."
Little Hutou showed a longing expression: "Well, I used to play there every day with Goudan and Da Sheng and the others. It was so fun!"
"Big brother will take you there to pick wild flowers."
It was only then that Jin came to stop him: "Sir, the little tiger head was frightened by what happened to his grandmother. It's not appropriate to go out now."
"So that's it."
Gu Qingjue smiled and said: "But a child can't be kept at home all the time, especially when he is such a young child. It is the time when he is very active. To be honest with you, madam, I am a man who has been calculated by the master. I can give People bring good luck, and as long as I carry it, no matter what kind of monsters or ghosts there are, they have to take a detour, so you don’t have to worry about scaring the little tiger head.”
Kim couldn't help but smile.
His face was still pale, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.
The little tiger's head was originally held by Jin, but now that his mother was silent and at the door of his house, he hesitated and ran out with Gu Qingjue.
Ren Dahai thought it would be good to go out for a couple of laps.
Mr. Gu is a life official, so there is no need to worry about abducting the child.
I was chopping firewood in the yard and watching happily.
Seeing that Mrs. Jin was still frowning, she comforted him: "Don't worry, look how happy the little tiger head is. He must have been frightened that day, that's why he was talking nonsense. After so many days, you can't see Nothing happened."
Jin replied: "What do you know? Children are most likely to attract unclean things."
"We didn't do anything bad, so we don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on the door."
Ren Dahai said: "This Mr. Gu is quite good. I just hope he can catch my mother's murderer as soon as possible and stop letting other people in the village continue to make irresponsible remarks so that little Hutou can play with his children."
Jin felt dizzy.
He glanced at Xiao Hutou and said to Ren Dahai: "You keep an eye here, I'll go in and lie down for a while."
"Are you OK?"
Jin waved her hand: "It's okay. Maybe you were too nervous just now. Now that you relax, you feel tired."
Ren Dahai didn't think much, waved the big ax and continued to chop wood.
When Gu Qingjue saw Jin entering, he knelt down and asked Little Hutou with a gentle smile: "Little Hutou, big brother wants to ask you something."
"Big brother, you ask."
"During the time when your grandmother passed away, did you see anyone appearing near your house, the kind that were sneaky?"
"ah……"
The little tiger head, who was still happy at first, suddenly screamed and ran home holding his head: "There is a ghost, dad and mom, there is a ghost, I saw a ghost."
Crying and running.
As soon as Jin lay down, she heard her son's cry and immediately rushed out, just in time to bump head-to-head with the little tiger.
Ren Dahai also threw his axe, ran over and hugged the little tiger head.
"It's okay, it's okay. There won't be any ghosts in broad daylight. My parents are both here!"
Ren Dahai raised his head and wanted to ask Gu Qingjue what he had told the child and how he could frighten the child like this.
There were several groups, and Gu Qingjue was standing beside them at some point.
It was almost silent.
"Ren Dahai, Xiao Hu Tou has most likely seen the murderer."
According to Li Duanyuan's previous description, an autopsy confirmed that Ren Dahai's mother, Zhong, died around midnight on July 20, near dusk.
Ren Dahai and Jin came home from a day's work and found blood seeping out of the room next door, so they rushed in.
Zhong was found dead.
According to this testimony, the murderer should have just finished killing someone.
When the two of them came back to their senses and looked for the little tiger's head, they found that the little tiger's head was hidden under the table where they were eating in the main hall. Although they were frightened, they were obviously not as serious as losing their souls.
Gu Qingjue guessed that he was just frightened by the terrifying appearance of the murderer.
But the murderer was not seen killing his grandmother.
Jin held the little tiger's head and looked at Gu Qingjue with an unkind expression: "Sir, I don't care if you find the murderer, but don't touch my son."
Gu Qingjue narrowed his eyes and looked back at Jin: "If you are really good for Xiao Hutou, you should tell us what you know."
