The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 155 Sadness comes from
Su Daqiang finally walked out of the police station, looking at the sun in the sky, he almost cried.

In the past three days at the police station, Su Daqiang was terrified, fearing that he would go to jail.

Fortunately, the police returned his innocence and allowed him to be a man again.

Wang Gang, Su Mingcheng and Su Mingyu walked behind Su Daqiang, and no one spoke.

Su Daqiang turned around and said to Wang Gang: "Mingzhe, take me to the sauna later, wash away the bad luck!"

Wang Gang didn't answer him, Su Mingcheng jumped up excitedly, and shouted to Su Daqiang: "Do you think the matter is over if the police let you go?
I told you, the police have no evidence, you are a murderer in the eyes of our brothers and sisters, and my mother was killed by you! "

Wang Gang grabbed the excited Su Mingcheng, while Su Daqiang shrank his neck and hid behind Su Mingyu.

"Mingcheng, don't get excited." Wang Gang persuaded.

"Brother, don't stop me, I won't hit him." Su Mingcheng got rid of Wang Gang, pointed at Su Daqiang and said:
"For crimes that the police can't cure, I will go to a private investigator. I will definitely find your criminal evidence, and I will definitely pay my mother justice."

Seeing Su Mingcheng's cannibalism, Su Daqiang burst into tears.

"The police said it was none of my business, so it was an accident."

Su Mingcheng said angrily: "If you hadn't delayed my mother's time to see a doctor, she would have died, and you couldn't get rid of it."

Regarding Zhao Meilan's matter, Su Mingcheng was the most excited, and also the most unable to forgive Su Daqiang.

When Su Mingcheng refused to let go, outside the police station, Zhao Dabao ran over suddenly, raised his hand and slapped Su Daqiang.

Snapped!
Su Daqiang was a little dazed by the beating, and sat on the ground covering his face.

Zhao Dabao was still unwilling to let him go, he raised his leg and wanted to kick him.

"Uncle, stop."

Su Mingyu grabbed Zhao Dabao, and Wang Gang stepped forward to push him away.

"Su Daqiang, you are a wimp, don't hide behind your children if you have the ability, come out and face me!" Zhao Dabao yelled.

"You have the ability to kill my sister, don't you have the ability to face me?"

Su Daqiang said aggrievedly: "Why are you beating someone!"

"Hit you, I still want to kill you to avenge my sister?" Zhao Dabao took out a small knife from nowhere and pointed at Su Daqiang.

As soon as the knife came to light, Su Mingyu subconsciously took a step back.

Su Daqiang was so frightened that he ran to the police station.

"Help! Killed someone."

Immediately, two police officers rushed out of the police station, pointed at Zhao Dabao with batons and shouted, "Drop your weapon."

Zhao Dabao let go of the knife in fright, and the police quickly subdued him.

Wang Gang was also speechless, what did Zhao Dabao think, using a knife at the gate of the police station, isn't this courting death?
Zhao Dabao was controlled, and he was still yelling there, wanting to kill Su Daqiang and avenge his sister.

In the end, Zhao Dabao was dragged into the police station, and Su Daqiang was invited in again just after he came out.

After a farce, the police station released Zhao Dabao because the knife he held was not sharpened, and Su Daqiang was not injured.

The police station defined Zhao Dabao's incident as a family dispute. He was criticized and educated for a long time, and he looked at Su Daqiang when he walked out of the police station.

Su Daqiang frightened and asked the police to protect him, but Zhao Dabao didn't beat him this time, and the police didn't know what to do with Zhao Dabao.

"Su Daqiang, this matter is not over, you just wait for me." Zhao Dabao said a harsh word, turned around and left.

Su Daqiang was so frightened that he almost had a nervous breakdown. He looked at Wang Gang pitifully and said:
"Mingzhe, I'm afraid, you have to protect me!"

Wang Gang snorted coldly and said, "Now you know that you are afraid, you have to deal with the evil you have done yourself."

After finishing speaking, Wang Gang flung his sleeves and left without even looking at Su Daqiang.

Su Daqiang had no choice but to turn his head to look at Su Mingcheng, but met a pair of red eyes, which scared him so much that he almost fell down.

"Hmph!" Su Mingcheng snorted coldly, and followed Wang Gang away.

Su Daqiang knew that the two sons did not forgive his father, and the only one he could count on was Su Mingyu, his daughter.

"Mingyu, you won't leave me alone!"

"Dad, my elder brother is living with me now, he definitely doesn't want to see you, you'd better go back to the old house for a few days! Remember to go back and lock the door."

Su Mingyu was also very helpless, not knowing how to face this father.

Su Daqiang couldn't help feeling sad when he watched his children abandon him one by one.

A few days ago, he had sons and daughters vying to take care of him, so why did he become a widowed old man a few days later.

Su Daqiang had no choice but to take a taxi to Su Mingcheng's house first, thinking that if he said a few soft words, Su Mingcheng would forgive him.

But when he arrived at Su Mingcheng's place, Su Daqiang found that all his belongings had been thrown out.

Standing at the door, Zhu Li said to Su Daqiang: "Dad, Mingcheng is very angry now, so don't come back and provoke him."

Su Daqiang cried: "All my money was cheated out, where can I go if I don't come back?"

Zhu Li took out 100 yuan from her pocket, stuffed it into Su Daqiang's hand, and said, "You go back to the old house for a few days first, and then I will persuade Mingcheng to come back when his anger subsides."

Su Daqiang looked at the 100 yuan in his hand, and couldn't stop his tears from streaming down his face.

Seeing that Su Daqiang was pitiful, Zhu Li wanted to give some more money, but Su Mingcheng rushed out, snatched the money from Su Daqiang, and shouted at Zhu Li:
"What money do you give him, does he deserve it?"

Su Mingcheng grabbed Zhu Li's arm, dragged her directly into the room, and then closed the door heavily.

Su Daqiang looked at the door, weeping uncontrollably.

"Mingcheng, open the door and let me in!"

"Mingcheng, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Lili, open the door!"

After crying for a while, the neighbors ran out. Su Daqiang was a little ashamed. Seeing that Su Mingcheng had no intention of opening the door, he could only pack up the thrown clothes. Looking at the only 20 yuan in his pocket, he didn't even have a car. Dare to call, take the bus back to Su's old house.

As soon as Su Daqiang came back, he found that the door of his house had been splashed with red paint, and the words "murderer" were written in a mess. The neighbors around him were pointing fingers at him.

"I heard that Su Daqiang killed his wife."

"Isn't his wife quite aggressive? Usually, she suppresses Su Da like a quail."

"You don't know that! If you don't explode in silence, you will pervert in silence."

"Usually, look at Su Daqiang, he doesn't even dare to fart in front of his wife. This kind of emotional outburst can really kill someone."

"I usually don't think Su Daqiang looks like a good person. He has dead fish eyes and lowered his head. He looks like a murderer at first glance."

A series of rumors spread to Su Daqiang's ears, making him blush with anxiety.

Sometimes the tongue can kill.

"I didn't harm Meilan, the police let me go, I'm not guilty!" Su Daqiang yelled at the neighbor.

The neighbors in the neighborhood were frightened by Su Daqiang, and dispersed in a hurry, but continued to point and point at Su Daqiang secretly, and did not believe his words.

Su Daqiang opened the door listlessly, but he didn't care about the red paint at the door.

Putting down the luggage, and rubbing his hungry stomach, Su Daqiang ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Since Zhao Meilan left, Su Daqiang moved to Su Mingcheng's house. The Su family's old house has not been lived in for a long time, so there is naturally no food in the kitchen, but the pots and pans are still there.

Su Daqiang took out the remaining 18 yuan in his pocket and went to the canteen at the entrance of the alley to buy a bundle of dried noodles.

When the owner of the canteen saw Su Daqiang running over, he quickly put away the things and closed the door.

"Old Sun, bundle the dried noodles for me." Su Daqiang took out the money and said.

"I won't do business today." Old man Sun, the owner of the commissary, avoided Su Daqiang like a god of plague.

Su Daqiang had no choice but to run a little further and find a small supermarket.

The salesperson of the small supermarket did not hide from Su Daqiang, but since he entered the supermarket, both the salesperson and the customer have been avoiding him on purpose.

Su Daqiang quickly took a bag of dried noodles, went to the front desk to pay, and hurried home.

When he got home, Su Daqiang walked into the kitchen and boiled water to cook the noodles, only to find that the kitchen didn't even have any seasonings.

Thinking of the expressions of those people in the supermarket, Su Daqiang could only boil a bowl of noodles in plain water in the end, and eat just enough.

After eating two mouthfuls of tasteless white water noodles, Su Daqiang shed tears again.

I remembered that two days ago I was still talking in front of my old colleagues, eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

Now that he was reduced to eating plain water noodles, Su Daqiang's nose was sour, and the sadness came from it, and the snot flowed into the bowl.

Su Daqiang threw the bowl and shouted frantically at the surrounding walls: "Zhao Meilan, is this your punishment for me?"

A gust of wind blew into the room and slammed the window shut, making Su Daqiang jump.

Su Daqiang shrank his neck habitually, and whispered timidly, "Meilan, are you back?"

In the empty room, no one answered Su Daqiang at all.

(End of this chapter)