Chapter 62 Don't Trust Her

Zhou also stared intently at Xie Jianshe: "What do you think?"

A complex expression flashed across Xie Jianshe's face: "It's nothing, I was just worried about your leg!"

He went over and closed the window, saying, "It's windy here. If you need ventilation, you can open the door! Try not to open the windows!"

I'm not working today. I'll just stay outside. Call me if you need anything!

Zhou was too late to stop him when he saw Xie Jianshe sitting at the door of the village clinic, weaving a basket in his hand.

I was going to refuse, but then a fellow villager came to see a doctor, and I got busy and forgot.

The Zhou family is fixated on Zhou Zijun's death. No matter how the village chief tries to persuade them, they won't listen, and Yu Wen keeps crying and making a scene.

Zhou Yuanyao remained silent at first, until...

"I can arrange some easy work for you, but as for the murderer, we won't let him get away with it!"

We'll give you an explanation eventually!

Is it Zhou Ye?

Zhou Yuanyao questioned.

"Of course not. Zhou Ye, the educated youth, was injured in his legs when he came back that day. We had to carry him down the mountain."

Why did you come here to kill someone?

Besides, Zhou Zijun is a man, no matter what! How could a little girl like Zhou Ye possibly beat him?

The village chief directly denied it!

But... who still has a grudge against the Zhou family?

Zhou Yuanyao couldn't think of anyone else, but he also knew Zhou couldn't be the one! If he really wanted to kill someone, he would have done it right here in Beijing!

Why……

Since the murderer cannot be found for the time being, we should at least get some benefits.

"Village chief, you just said you'd give us some easier work, is that right?"

The village chief glanced at Zhou Yuanyao with disdain: "Yes, your daughter Zhou Zijiao has difficulty walking, so she weaves baskets with the aunties in the village."

"Once the harvest is complete, we can then focus on whatever tasks we can manage."

"As for you two, whether you carry manure, clean the pigsty, or work in the fields, it's up to you! I won't ask you for work points."

Do as much work as you can, and I'll make sure you have enough to eat.

Zhou Yuanyao knew that the village chief had been very lenient with his family; the others who had been sent down for reform either died from exhaustion or starvation...

There's never an easy time.

"Okay, let's go work in the fields."

They simply complained that carrying manure was too smelly! In fact, if the village chief Xie Youfu had the choice, he would definitely choose to carry manure.

After all, it's much easier to deal with animals than with people.

"Alright, you chose this yourselves! I'll send someone to deliver food to you later!"

"As for Zhou Zijun, I have already sent someone to buy a coffin, and she can be buried today! After all, it was an unexpected disaster, so it's not good to leave her here indefinitely!"

What do you all think?

He gave the instructions and then left.

Yu Wen was still crying and making a scene: "Old Zhou, are you just going to let this go like this? What about our son?"

He's the village head; his word is law. Are we really going to just sit here and suffer this injustice?

"You say it has nothing to do with Zhou? But we haven't offended anyone else besides her! Waaah... my son!"

My Zijun!

That's my only son!

Zhou Yuanyao stared silently at the wall, then suddenly asked, "Tell me, is this how Mom and Dad died?"

Yu Wen was stunned!

"What's the meaning?"

Zhou Yuanyao felt a sense of fear: "Do you know why I chose to work in the fields? Because I want to be exposed to everyone's gaze."

I live in the sunlight.

My parents died here. How did they die? Does anyone know?

The villagers of Hongqi are united; they say how someone died is how they died. How could the murderer be so easy to find?

We came without bringing anything, and we expect to take a share of other people's food after doing some work.

How could they let us live?

A chill ran down his spine from the lingering warmth: "So, you suspect it's the village chief?"

"It wasn't the village chief, but he gave the order! They don't want any of us outsiders to live."

To them, the people we sent down were a burden, bad people!

If we pursue this further, we'll be the ones who die very soon!

"The next one could be you, or it could be Zijiao, or it could be me!"

Zhou Yuanyao felt that everyone in Hongqi Village harbored resentment towards those who had been sent down for reform, so they must be very hostile towards them.

He suspected they would all die!

If the village chief knew what they were thinking, he would definitely think that they were putting on a huge show in their minds.

Zhou Zijun was buried that very day, in a dark corner at the foot of the mountain. There are two other solitary graves there.

After the villagers helped with the burial, they left, leaving the couple heartbroken.

Yu Wen cried uncontrollably.

Zhou Yuanyao stared intently at the two solitary graves, murmuring, "Are those Mom and Dad's graves?"

After the couple finished reminiscing, they returned home and found Zhou Zijiao hiding alone in a corner, holding a kitchen knife.

With a look of terror on her face, Zhou Zijiao instinctively cried out as soon as the couple entered.

Yu Wen was heartbroken and hugged her only daughter tightly: "Zijiao, don't be afraid, it's Mommy! Mommy's here!"

Mom and Dad are here! Don't be afraid!

We're back!

Although Zhou Yuanyao disliked her because she was disabled, she was his only daughter!

Something flashed through his mind, and he took a deep look at Yu Wen.

But no one noticed.

After finishing his work for a while, Zhou saw that no one was coming, so he closed the door, entered the space, and quickly opened the small box he had found in the cave.

Sure enough, there was a key inside the small box.

But besides the key, there was also a note: "Don't trust her!"

Zhou Ye frowned!

"Don't trust her? Who?"

Grandpa put it in there before he died. So who made Grandpa so suspicious back then?

grandmother?

impossible?

Mom? Even less likely!

Who else is there?

Grandpa wrote "she" with the radical for "woman," and Zhou felt increasingly confused the more he investigated!

but……

Old Lai is also suspicious. Did he know about the cave by coincidence? Or did he always know?

The wolf seemed to know him well. Did he often deal with wolves?

Or perhaps he actually knew his grandfather and knew everything?

No, Grandpa won't trust someone so easily!

It seems I need to find an opportunity to get in touch with Old Lai.

Zhou Zijun's case was like ripples on a lake; it ended once it was over. Although the village chief was still looking for the murderer, there was still no news.

Two days later, Zhou also found the village chief and told him that he wanted to treat everyone to a meal.

"What? You're treating everyone to dinner?"

"Yes, so many villagers went to the deep mountains to look for me that night, risking their lives."

I'm very grateful; I should at least express my gratitude.

The village chief waved his hand, refusing, "You went to gather herbs, so it's normal for everyone to look for you. There's no need to treat us to a meal!"

"More than a hundred people, how much will that cost!"

Zhou smiled and pointed at Xie Jianshe, saying, "But I've already asked Brother Jianshe to buy a pig!"

what to do? "

"What?!" Village Chief Xie Youfu was shocked!