He snorted coldly.
Then!
Third Master looked at Qin Huairu.
"Then…cooperate with me?"
Everyone turned to look at Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu was still deeply humiliated.
He Xiaolin kept calling her a widow. She didn't respect her at all and even insulted her with such words.
This was worse than killing her.
But at this moment!
She looked at the meme. Her heart must have been stolen by the meme.
But now, in front of everyone, she didn't know what to do.
She nodded in pain.
Third Uncle waved at the two people behind him, and they rushed straight to Qin Huairu's house.
"Oh, right."
Second Uncle stood up.
He couldn't let Third Master take the limelight alone.
Since things had already come to this, he couldn't make things difficult for Shuzhu and his nephew, nor could he give Qin Huai any selfish motives. He would then raise the banner of justice in the courtyard!
He had to protect one.
"Didn't He Xiaolin say that there were chicken feathers in the drainage ditch? Bring someone to take a look."
"Alright!"
At this moment!
The entire courtyard fell silent as they looked at Qin Huairu.
Anyone could see that there were tears in her eyes.
It was as if the dam was about to burst.
She looked at the meme.
The stick was trembling, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.
Her face was flushed red!
He had always been the one scheming against others. No one had ever schemed against him.
He did not expect to be tricked by He Xiaolin.
However, he still pretended to be calm. Things had not been confirmed yet, so he still had a chance to overturn the case.
Even if it was proven that he stole it, he would only have to pay a chicken in the end.
The final result was that the food expenses for this month would be tight again.
However, he really couldn't stand it anymore. His mother was humiliated by He Xiaolin, and even his entire family was humiliated.
This was too infuriating.
He swore!
He must make He Xiaolin and He Yuzhu pay the price!
He would remember this grudge!
......
Not long after!
A person came in with a handful of chicken feathers in his hand.
He placed the chicken feathers on the table and panted.
"There really is, heh, right by the diversion ditch!”
"There's a fire pit next to it!"
Everyone in the hospital looked at the stick in disbelief.
He looked at He Xiaolin in shock. Was this child Bao Qingtian? You even know this?
Or were the two children accomplices? Because they had a conflict, they were making things up?
Moments later!
A few people walked out of the inner courtyard. Third Master held a lump of something in his right hand, and it was wrapped in newspapers.
Everyone in the hospital basically had an answer.
However, He Xiaolin wanted the rod to die completely.
"In the entire courtyard, only Xu Damao's house has a chicken pen, and they are all kept in captivity. This proves that there is no chicken droppings in the courtyard.”
"If a stick wanted to steal a chicken, he could only enter the chicken coop. If he entered the chicken coop, he would step on chicken shit.”
"If you haven't been to the chicken coop or stolen the chicken, then I'll take off my shoes to prove it to us.”
"Prove that the disease that your family took advantage of did not pass on to you!”
As soon as he said this!
Everyone looked at the meme.
Qin Huairu walked over with a pained expression. He raised his palm and slapped the stick on the back.
She couldn't help it.
Tears rolled down from the bridge of her nose.
She was sobbing.
She had no choice but to force the stick with her bone-piercing heartache!
"Take it off, what are you afraid of!"
"Strip!"
The stick was trembling all over. He took off his shoes, the soles facing the sky, and everyone gathered around.
Instantly, their eyes dimmed.
There was no mistake!
The chicken thief was a stick!
the First Uncle said.
"Awesome, you…"
The stick was scared silly and speechless.
He collapsed to the ground and lowered his head pitifully. He did not dare to look at anyone.
He had disappointed his mother and humiliated his entire family.
It was all He Xiaolin's fault.
If it weren't for him, his mother wouldn't have been humiliated in public!
He couldn't take it anymore!
After all, he was still a child. Naturally, his physical qualities were not very good.
"Wow, I'm sorry, Uncle Damao!"
His cry made everyone's heart tighten. Qin Huairu could not bear to hear it.
She ran to a corner and covered her mouth, trying hard not to cry.
Grievance and pain drilled into her heart.
At this moment!
Everyone in the courtyard sympathized with Qin Huairu. Everyone knew that Qin Huairu's family was living a tight life. As a widow, she had to support five people.
Living conditions were harsh!
It was understandable that the child was greedy.
He Yuzhu also stood up and prepared to pull He Xiaolin back.
He had finally seen it today.
He did not expect his nephew to be a detective.
Amid the surprise, he felt a little sympathy for Widow Qin's family.
His nephew had indeed gone overboard this time. Even if he had stolen something, he shouldn't have spoken so rudely to Qin Huairu.
At this moment!
Everyone in the courtyard began to talk.
"Why don't we forget about it?"
"Yeah, he's a child after all."
"Who hasn't stolen things when they were young?”
"Yeah, let's just forget about it."
"What do you all think?"
He Xiaolin was unhappy!
"That doesn't count."
"Why?"
"This silly uncle of mine stole something and held a courtyard meeting.”
"Aren't you bullying an honest person?”
"Besides, my uncle is a factory chef. There are so many eavesdroppers at the door. If this gets out, will my uncle live? Do you want your job?"
"Are you guys ganging up to bully us?”
"This won't do, no way!"
"Deal with it according to the law!"
"Give our He family an explanation."
"Otherwise, the three of you won't have much prestige.”
"At that time, you three masters will be nothing but rice buckets.”
The few elders were so angry that they gritted their teeth.
They wished they could go up and strangle He Xiaolin to death.
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