It must be the Zhou brothers who came to seek revenge. Sun Yan was so angry that she wanted to kill herself. She couldn't be a scapegoat for Zhang Yuhua. She was so anxious that she struggled and yelled.

Zhou Zheyuan opened her mouth and said, "Tell us what you know and hand over the letter, and we will let you go."

Sun Yan was about to tell the truth, but when she heard Zhou Zheyuan actually brought up the matter of the letter, her expression changed again and again, and she was full of anger: "Zhang Yanlin, you bastard, you kidnapped me.

You are a man who dares to do things but not to take responsibility. I will not give you this letter. You and Zhang Yuhua killed Zhou Yuelian, and now you want to kill me too?"

When Uncle Zhou San heard that his younger sister had been murdered, his eyes were filled with rage. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and he grabbed Sun Yan's neck with both hands.

The voice was as cold as a devil crawling out of hell: "Sun Yan, who is the midwife, and where is the letter?"

"Ahem, Zhang Yanlin, you will be punished, hurry up and let this man let me go.

Otherwise I will expose all the bad things you have done." Sun Yan shouted angrily, and the hands on her neck made her breathing become a little rapid.

Seeing that the person in front of her didn’t let go, Sun Yan opened her mouth and started to curse: “Zhang Yanlin, you despicable villain, you were clearly in love with Zhang Yuhua at the beginning.

But look at Zhou Yuelian's family. You relied on them to make money, went to college, found a job, and used all of the Zhou family's connections.

You turned around and secretly got together with Zhang Yuhua, and you asked me and my sister to cover for you, you are so shameless." Sun Yan shouted angrily, not noticing that the hand on her neck had already left.

"Zhang Yanlin, if you have the guts, let me go. You're a loser. You slept with me and still don't take responsibility. I'm going to settle the score with your wife right now." Sun Yan shouted angrily.

Zhang Yanlin doesn't take her seriously, and she won't show him any mercy. Let's make a fuss and see who will suffer the loss.

"We were not sent by Zhang Yanlin. Where is the letter?" Zhou Zheyuan asked coldly.

When Sun Yan heard this, her face was filled with anger: "Then you are Zhang Yuhua, right, that shameless woman.

I won't give you that letter, so just give up on it."

"Tell Zhang Yuhua that I not only have the letter, but I also have the confession of the midwife's family in Liujia Village. These are all evidence that she killed Zhou Yuelian."

When Zhou Sanjiu heard this, he looked at Zhou Zheyuan and Huo Chen, then turned around and ran towards Liujia Village.

"Hey, let me go before you go. Come back and let me go."

Sun Yan was left alone, tied to a chair, in the dark.

But as time passed, the sound of mice chirping could be heard from the dark room, accompanied by the rustling of dead leaves. Sun Yan began to get scared as she sat on the chair.

"Help, there's no one here, help me!"

"Ah, ghost, save me." Sun Yan shouted in the house in despair.

Huo Chen drove the car and took Zhou San's uncle to Liujia Village to ask for directions. After asking around, they did find a midwife, but she had been dead for many years.

The three of them found the door of the midwife's house. As soon as they stopped the car, a young man walked out of the yard and looked at Huo Chen and the others with a puzzled look on his face: "Who are you looking for?"

What’s going on recently? Why are there so many people coming to my house?

One batch after another continues.

"I'm looking for Liu Dashan." Uncle Zhou San said.

Liu Dashan is the son of the midwife.

When the young man heard that they were going to look for his father, a strange look flashed across his face.

The young man looked surprised and nodded, "That's right, a few people came to see my dad just last month, and then several more came the week before last."

Are you looking for my dad for the same thing?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, an honest-looking farmer came out from behind him, raised his hand and slapped the young man on the head, saying unhappily: "What are you doing here?

Go home and study quickly." The middle-aged man said, looking at Zhou San and his friends with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

When he thought of what the woman who came last week said, his eyebrows jumped.

Zhang Yuhua also came to Liujia Village a few days ago and threatened and bribed Liu Dashan: "Liu Dashan, although your mother was instructed by me to kill Zhou Yuelian.

But it was she who killed Zhou Yuelian herself. You have also heard of the Zhou family. They are wealthy and powerful. When the time comes, they will come back to settle the score with you. You must remember what to say and what not to say. If you say the wrong thing, you don't know how the Zhou family will retaliate against you.

Liu Dashan, we are now in the same boat, so don't even think about selling me out to save yourself. The Zhou family dotes on Zhou Yuelian, and they will never let you go."

"Who are you looking for?" Liu Dashan asked curiously as he looked at Zhou Sanjiu and the others.

Uncle Zhou did not hide anything and said directly: "You must be Liu Dashan, my last name is Zhou, and I came here to ask about your sister's affairs."

When Liu Dashan heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that he was doomed.

But he still led them obediently. When Uncle Zhou San and others entered the yard, he looked at them with a pale face and said, “Just ask whatever you want to ask.

I will tell you everything I know.”

"Did you know that your mother delivered my little sister?"

Uncle Zhou San looked up at Liu Dashan. As a soldier, he naturally had great insight.

Liu Dashan hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know, my mother has delivered many babies.

I don’t know which one you’re talking about!”

"Really?" Uncle Zhou San suddenly raised his voice and glanced at Liu Dashan sharply.

Liu Dashan was shocked, and his fingers trembled a little bit with fear. He looked at a loss: "I really don't know.

When my mother was alive, she delivered one or two babies a day and didn’t take a break for a month. How would I know which one it was among so many?”

"Do you know Zhang Yuhua? She wrote a letter to your mother." Zhou Zheyuan asked with a frown.

A trace of panic flashed in Liu Dashan's eyes, and he quickly shook his head.

Uncle Zhou San naturally caught on to his series of changes and instantly had the answer in his mind.

Looking at Liu Dashan, he chuckled and said, "Don't be nervous, we came here just to confirm this matter again.

My sister died in childbirth due to unclear circumstances. As her brother, I naturally want an explanation. Sun Yan has already given us the letter.

But if you can tell the truth, considering that your mother has passed away, and also to accumulate some merits for my younger sister, our Zhou family will naturally not pursue your responsibility anymore.

But if you hide something, don't blame us Zhou family for being ruthless." Zhou Sanjiu said with force.

(End of this chapter)