Wu Tang Flourishing age

"I said, can I make an IOU?"

"I can't hear clearly." Li Baoshan still shook his head. Everyone can see that he is pretending, but at this point, who is willing to stand out for Li Pingwu? Even his wife, the famous bitch in Li family village, is scolding the bastard who killed her son, regardless of his old face.

"Patriarch, you can't force people to die for money."

"The dead are over there." Li Baoshan suddenly heard it again and disdainfully pointed to Li Haoyun lying on the corpse. "Three days, after three days, you must take out the silver. We people in Li family village spit and a nail, or we won't have the face to see our ancestors!"

After leaving this sentence, Li Baoshan hurried away. He was going to arrange the release of Li Guo and appease the three members of Lin Luoshui's family. After all, this matter is an injustice to others. As the eldest parent of Lijia village, Li Baoshan thinks he has to show a little.

At this time, Lin Luoshui and Li Luoyang are on their way home. Originally, Li Luoyang wanted to pick up Li Guo from the ancestral temple, but Lin Luoshui thought it was more important to go home and cook a delicious meal for Li Guo. After all, Li Guo had missed two meals and should have been hungry enough to stick his chest to his back.

What's more, Lin Luoshui doesn't want Li Luoyang to leave his sight.

Li Haoyun's hands and feet, needless to say, must have been done by Lin shisan, but Lin Luoshui knows more about Lin shisan's character than anyone else.

"How did you judge?"

After entering the house, Lin Luoshui couldn't help asking about it.

It's no more difficult for Li Luoyang to talk to his mother than fooling those mud legs outside. After all, they get along day and night, and his mother is also an extremely intelligent person, so it's easy to judge the authenticity.

"If I say it's written in a book"

"We don't have any books on this at all." Lin Luoshui impolitely interrupted Li Luoyang and raised his right hand. If Li Luoyang had to take care of his left and right, maybe this slender jade hand would fall on Li Luoyang's small ass the next moment.

"Well," Li Luoyang shrugged, "in fact, I was born to know this. Mom, do you think it's amazing? Are you happy? Are you very proud that you adopted a genius and gave birth to a child prodigy!"

"It's really a little proud." Lin Luoshui smiled on his face. This unexplained thing is the most appropriate way to explain it. The idealistic argument of "born to know" has a great market in the feudal era. Even Lin Luoshui can't jump out of the limitations of the times.

"Mother will cook and make your brother's favorite food."

"It's great to stew turnip in big bone soup. I must be very happy when I come back."

"Well, stew turnip!"

In fact, the Li family is not rich. Even if there are 20 mu of good farmland, they can only barely get enough food and clothing. From the perspective of this family, the courtyard is large and the residence is small. In order to save materials, the height of the main hall of several rooms has reached one foot. The shortest side house and even Lin Luoshui may hit the roof.

Li Luoyang, who had lived in rich clothes and food in his previous life, is now very adapted to such a life. It is said that if the mountain is not high, there is an immortal's name, if the water is not deep, there is a dragon's spirit, and Si is a humble house - the emphasis is warmth.

For Li Luoyang, such a home makes him feel more at home.

The smell of stewed radish in big bone soup gradually became strong. Li Luoyang's stomach was growling. He counted the time and Li Guo should be home.

"Rhubarb, go to the door."

After kicking the same drooling old dog rhubarb, Li Luoyang is ready to start wiping the table. For the children of poor farmers, these household chores are daily tasks, which will not improve their experience and have to be done.

Rhubarb roared and ran away. A moment later, he barked wildly in the yard. Li Luoyang's ear moved slightly, threw the rag in his hand on the square table, turned and walked out.

If Li Guo came back, rhubarb would not scream with obvious warning.

There are many people outside the yard.

Li Baoshan took the lead, his face was still iron green, and there was a touch of faint blush. Li Pingwu stood flush with Li Baoshan. As for other relatives of Li Pingwu's family and people watching the excitement in Li Jiacun, there were also a lot of people.

The battle made Li Luoyang a little silent. He touched his nose, took a deep breath, held his head high, walked to the fence door, and comforted Lao Huang.

"Patriarch Grandpa, everybody, did you send silver?"

Even though Li's village is very poor, it doesn't need so many people to escort ten liang of silver. Li Baoshan's empty hands and calm face show that he didn't come to deliver silver. What worries Li Luoyang more is that there is no voice of Li Guo in the crowd.

"Luoyang, open the door. Let's make things clear."

After a long sigh, Li Baoshan opened the topic, and Li Pingwu shouted: "how do you argue this time, how do you argue this time?"

"Sophistry?"

A trace of confusion flashed through the bottom of his eyes, and then turned to firmness. Li Luoyang smiled and said, "what can I argue about?"

"Hum! Thank you even more! We didn't know how the little beast Li Guojiu killed my son. Now everything has come to light. Even the murder weapon has been found. Clan leader, order to catch the accomplice!"

"Pingwu, he is still a child."

Li Baoshan's face was rather embarrassed, while Li Luoyang felt that he didn't understand what Li Pingwu was talking about.

Li Pingwu is not nonsense.

Just after Li Luoyang found out the wound on Li Haoyun and inferred that the way of murder left, Li Pingwu did find the iron needle from Li Haoyun's body. Even when he had accepted his life and was ready to break the bill, things suddenly turned around.

The iron needle, which was almost a foot long, was recognized by a spectator present.

"I recognize this thing. It was made by Li Chengcheng."

"Ah? Does it mean that the murderer is Li Chengzhen?"

Li Chengzhen is the only blacksmith in Li family village. I'm afraid no one will believe Li Chengzhen killed Li Haoyun, because no one in the whole Li family village knows that Li Chengzhen is famous for his honesty. He spends all day making iron in his blacksmith shop. Unless there is no raw material, he won't go out when the sky falls.

How can a blacksmith who never goes out murder a child who has no grievances?

"In short, this thing must have been hit by Li Chengcheng. Let's ask Li Chengcheng and we'll know who he fought for!" someone suggested this. It was unanimously agreed by everyone to start with the murder weapon to find the murderer, which itself is also the practice of finding out the truth.

Li Baoshan didn't mention money and ious at this time. Finding the murderer and villain hiding in Li family village and maintaining the stability and harmony of Li family village is what a clan leader should do.

In Li Chengcheng's blacksmith shop, people found Li Chengcheng. Just like his name, Li Chengcheng honestly admitted that the iron needle that killed Li Haoyun was indeed made by him. Although he hasn't left such a high-end mark on the things he made, he can confirm whether it was made by himself from all aspects of technique.

When he said who asked him to make the iron needle, the people present almost shouted at the same time.