"Why……"

Han Qiang sighed and recounted what had happened that day. He didn't lower his voice, and the people of Lujiazhuang were completely shocked by Han Jinghua's actions.

"What did you say?"

Arson? Theft?

The village head was so shocked he could hardly believe it. He repeated himself twice before asking:

"Is there any evidence?"

Arson, in particular, is no small matter. In the past, it would have landed someone in jail.

"You've probably heard of Xue Yatou; she never does anything she's not sure about."

Han Qiang's words are clear. Even though I don't know the evidence, I know that Han Luoxue is right.

“Ah, Lu Xiaonan was actually a good kid back then.”

Why is it becoming increasingly unreliable?

Looking at the village head's conflicted expression, Han Qiang sighed helplessly:

"This isn't the first time he's done this. He's stolen from Han Mingyuan's house before, but we didn't pursue it because we're relatives. Who would have thought..."

This time it was arson, is that a small matter?

Fortunately, no one was there; if there had been people at the farm, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Although that child made a mistake, we should tell them to be careful, there are still children inside."

Han Luoxue heard what Han Qiang and the others said, and she had to admit that most people at this time were still very pure.

Hearing the knocking from inside, Han Yuchen kindly went to open the gate.

The five black dogs stopped attacking, and everyone was astonished by what they saw when they looked into the courtyard.

Although the child fell to the ground and was crying, he was almost unharmed.

Only the adults were injured, and the two most seriously injured were Han Jinghua and Lu Xiaonan.

The two were now disheveled, their faces were covered in dust from the ground, and their clothes were torn to pieces.

Traces of bleeding could still be seen on the exposed skin.