Upon hearing this, Lu Qing's expression changed, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
The woman thought Lu Qing's true colors had been exposed and that the old man wouldn't help her, but little did she know that Lu Qing was just worried that her grandfather would be angry because she had kept it a secret.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Old Master Chu frowned.
"Was your head wound caused by someone hitting you with a stone?"
Before Lu Qing could answer, the woman quickly defended herself:
"No, no! My son didn't hit her there. She hurt herself. You're framing my son!"
Old Master Chu knew exactly what was going on. He sighed slowly and walked up to Lu Qing.
Lu Qing lowered her head and stammered, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I know I was wrong!"
The middle-aged woman said smugly upon hearing this:
"Your apology is useless, Old Master Chu won't..."
Before she could finish speaking, the old man got angry:
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged woman was stunned: "Grandpa, you...you're talking to me!"
Grandpa Chu: "Who else could it be but you! I only have this one precious granddaughter, how could I bear to raise my voice at her like that!"
The middle-aged woman was stunned and it took her a long time to come to her senses.
"You...you mean she's your granddaughter?"
"Otherwise what?" Old Master Chu said coldly, pulling Lu Qing to sit on the sofa.
"Qingqing, Grandpa is asking you, how did you get the head injury?"
Lu Qing dared not hide anything at this point, so he recounted what had happened.
"Grandpa, I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just that it's the New Year, and I didn't want you to be angry with me!"
Grandpa Chu couldn't bear to be angry with Lu Qing; he just felt sorry for the child because she was so sensible.
"Silly child, how could you not tell Grandpa if you were bullied!"
Old Master Chu patted Lu Qing's head, then glanced coldly at the middle-aged woman:
"Bring your youngest son over within an hour to apologize to my granddaughter, or I guarantee your eldest son will only ever be a secretary for the rest of his life!"
The middle-aged woman panicked immediately:
"No! Grandpa, you've always been the fairest person. Why should my youngest son's mistake implicate others?"
Old Master Chu was furious:
"This is my granddaughter! My precious granddaughter whom I've been longing to see again! Anyone who bullies her is bullying me!"
"You're talking to me about fairness now? Let me tell you, you better pray my granddaughter doesn't have a scar on her face, or I'll make sure your whole family suffers!"
The middle-aged woman then realized how important Lu Qing was to the old man.
She nodded repeatedly: "Grandpa, please don't be angry. I'll go back and bring my son to apologize to your granddaughter!"
After saying that, she quickly left.
Looking at her grandfather, Lu Qing felt a lump in her throat and almost couldn't hold back her tears.
"Grandpa, I only suffered a minor injury, you don't need to make such a big fuss!"
Old Master Chu glared at her, clearly annoyed.
"What do you mean 'minor injury'! What if it leaves a scar! It's not good for a young girl to have a scar on her face!"
"That brat of hers needs to be disciplined. If we don't teach him a lesson, he might hurt you today, and he might kill someone tomorrow!"
Grandpa Chu hit the nail on the head; just a short while ago, that brat really did kill someone.
When Liu Fen returned home, she saw a man lying at her doorstep, blood still gushing from the back of his head.
Her son was being held by a group of people and was sitting on the ground, wailing loudly.
As soon as he saw his mother return, he shouted:
"Mom!! Mom!!"
Liu Fen quickly pushed through the crowd and hugged her son, comforting him.
"Don't cry, Xiaoyu, Mom's here! What happened?"
The unruly child just kept crying and wouldn't say a word, prompting onlookers to angrily curse:
"Your son killed someone, and you're still protecting him!"
Liu Fen was a little scared looking at the man lying to the side who seemed to have died, but she still braced herself and retorted:
"Who said someone killed someone?! Who saw my son hit him?!"
Unlike before when no one saw it, this time there were many onlookers.
"I saw it!"
"I saw it too!"
"..."
The crowd shouted all at once.
Liu Fen gritted her teeth and angrily said, "You're talking nonsense! You have no evidence, don't frame my son!"
"Who said we have no evidence!"
One person took out their phone, and the video clearly showed everyone that the naughty child had wrapped a stone inside a snowball and thrown it at the man.
The man had his back to him and was hit on the back of the head.
A child's strength would not normally be enough to kill an adult man with a stone, but coincidentally, this man had recently suffered a severe head injury in a car accident.
I finally managed to be discharged from the hospital before Chinese New Year's Eve so I could come back and celebrate the New Year.
As a result, this unexpected disaster struck; a stone hit his head, where the wound had not yet fully healed.
This has led to the current situation.
The onlookers had already called an ambulance, but because the snowy roads were difficult to navigate, it took a long time for it to arrive, and by then it was too late.
The person was already cold when the ambulance arrived.
When the doctor pronounced the deceased dead, the family members burst into tears, while Liu Fen collapsed to the ground, her face pale.
After hearing about this, Lu Qing also took Gu Xicheng to check on the situation.
When they arrived, the police were pushing Liu Fen and her son into the car. Liu Fen was completely paralyzed, while the naughty child kept struggling and crying.
But this does not prevent them from being taken to the police station for trial.
Seeing this, Lu Qing sighed silently.
Many parents' self-righteous ways of loving their children can actually harm them.
If Liu Fen had sternly stopped and criticized the child when he first threw snowballs at someone, things wouldn't have turned out this way.
The child is a minor, so the court will likely give a lenient sentence, but the compensation will certainly be substantial.
Liu Fen's husband is a construction contractor, and her eldest son got a job in a government agency through an introduction from Grandpa Chu.
But with this incident, Liu Fen's family's happy life is likely over.
With someone dying, the compensation alone would be enough to wipe out their entire fortune, and once word got out, no construction site would be willing to give them any more projects.
The eldest son's job is probably gone too.
A mischievous child brought trouble to his entire family, and this incident became a topic of conversation in the village for a long time afterward.
Later, Liu Fen came to ask Old Master Chu for help, hoping to at least keep her eldest son's job, but the old man sternly refused.
Putting aside the fact that her son injured Lu Qing, just considering the seriousness of this murder case, Old Master Chu would no longer be able to help her.
Liu Fen persisted for a long time until the old man closed the door, at which point she left in tears.
This matter did not linger in people's minds for long, and with the arrival of the Spring Festival, every household was filled with joy.
Red couplets were pasted on the door and red lanterns were hung. Lu Qing also performed a ritual to pray for peace.
That evening, Chu Panshan took the fireworks he had brought from Kyoto and set them off at the village entrance.
These fireworks were specially commissioned by him and cost six figures. They also had to be set off in an open space to show their beauty.
A large open space at the entrance of the village was naturally the most suitable place.
When the villagers heard that there would be big fireworks, they all rushed over and gathered at the village entrance.
As the crowd surged, a figure stealthily approached Old Master Chu amidst the chaos.
Lu Qing narrowed her eyes slightly; she had noticed this person as soon as he appeared.
It was none other than Liu Fen!
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