Li Erma racked his brains, banged his head a couple of times, and actually came up with a good idea.

Li Erma's eyes lit up, placing all his hopes on Lu Qiqi, and he said, "Lu family girl, check if there are any white flakes in your clothes."

Lu Qiqi turned the clothes inside out and found no skin flakes, saying directly, "No."

Li Erma suddenly laughed, and Li Shoucai thought he was so scared of being kicked out of the village that he had gone mad!

Ignoring Li Shoucai's gaze, Li Erma rolled up his trouser leg and said, "I've had dandruff on my legs for years. It's on every piece of clothing I own, and even after washing, it's still there. It's impossible to wash it all off."

"These clothes are so clean, they're definitely not mine!"

After proving his innocence, Li Erma immediately broke free from Li Shoucai's grip on his collar.

At this moment, Li Erma felt extremely comfortable, more comfortable than he had ever felt in his life, feeling as if all his intelligence and wisdom were being put to good use.

Li Erma no longer cared about hiding his terrible illness.

He would rather be kicked out of his home than be looked at with strange eyes.

Li Shoucai became anxious, "If it wasn't you, then who was it? This was clearly found in your sauerkraut jar, how could someone frame you!"

Li Shoucai was stunned after he finished speaking. Li Erma's sauerkraut jar was placed outside the house, so framing him would be a piece of cake.

Just as Li Erma was about to argue with Li Shoucai.

Lu Qiqi handed the clothes to Lu Dahai and said, "It's not Li Erma!"

“I saw that person last night. He was much taller than Li Erma and looked much stronger.”

After all, Li Erma looked no different from a skinny monkey.

Lu Qiqi changed the subject, looking at a young man and saying, "The dark figure that appeared in front of my window, and the person who picked the lock, were you, right?"