"My father is dying, I really can't help it..."
There were gasps from the crowd, and the mother of the third son collapsed to the ground, crying, "Son, why didn't you tell me?"
"You rebellious son, you are so stupid..."
They had no idea that so many things to be beheaded were hidden in the backyard of their house.
If anyone had known about it, they would have probably found a way to solve it long ago, and it wouldn't have been discovered and could have been salvaged.
At this time, I was so upset that I cried. At my age, it was really heartbreaking.
His father was already seriously ill, and was so upset by his behavior that he staggered towards home.
As he walked, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The villagers present were all heartbroken.
They tried to support the sick man, but were rejected by him.
He walked up to the third son and started scolding him harshly.
"You bastard, why did I raise a useless thing like you? You, you, you...you have brought so much trouble to our family!"
"From now on, I don't have a son like you anymore. You...you get out of here!"
After saying that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
At this point, his father Zaimin could no longer hold on. His eyes went dark and his body fell backwards limply.
The third son regretted and burst into tears: "Dad, you can hate me, beat me, scold me, but please don't let anything happen to you!"
"I was wrong, I will change, please..."
Lin Qinghe was at the scene. Seeing this, he stepped forward to feel the man's pulse, then shook his head at Zhao Wei.
He was already a weakling, and was even more irritated by his own son.
Right now, he is breathing in less than he is breathing out, and he is not far from death.
The third son naturally saw Lin Qinghe's appearance and no longer cared about anything else and knelt down in front of him.
"They all say you are a miraculous doctor. Please, sir, please help my father. He can't die!"
He is finished. If his father dies again, this family will be completely ruined.
"Alas... you should save your energy and accept my condolences!"
He was only slightly better in medical skills, but he didn't have the ability to bring a dying person back to life, unless Hua Tuo were still alive.
The third son tightly grasped the corner of Lin Qinghe's clothes, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and his tears mixed with dirt left marks on his face. Regret made him feel so painful that he couldn't speak.
Er Laizi was about to step forward and take the person away, but Zhao Wei raised his hand to stop him.
He squatted down, looked at the distracted eyes of the third son, and there was a rare hint of compassion in his voice.
"Do you know how many cultural relics Zhou Youde transported to the border? The Tang Dynasty Buddha head that was stolen from the ancient tomb last month is hidden in your home."
These words hit Sanzi on the head like a heavy hammer. He raised his head suddenly and let out a wild whimper from his throat.
"I don't know! I was only responsible for hiding things. They said those were custom-made by others, and they didn't say they were from an ancient tomb."
"I didn't even take a look at it. It was all wrapped in oil paper!"
Zhao Wei nodded: "None of this is important. What's important is that if you cooperate with us and catch this person, maybe you can make up for the loss and avoid spending the rest of your life in prison. What do you think?"
"Can you help me take care of my father's funeral before doing this?"
When Zhao Wei heard this request, he stood up suddenly.
"You are not qualified to negotiate. You will definitely not be able to attend his father's funeral, because... have you forgotten? You are now just a prisoner with no choice."
Yeah, he was indeed a bit stupid to still dream of doing these things after being caught.
The third son calmed down and said in despair, "I killed my father, and now my mother is suffering because of me. I also want to atone for my sins. Tell me, what should I do?"
Zhao Wei didn't want to discuss this with the people in the village, so he took the man to the commune, found an office, and interrogated him for an hour.
Finally, Er Laizi took the stack of materials and brought the person back to the county town.
With the confession of this third son, it is only a matter of time before the culprit is caught.
At this point, a day had passed and the cleaning of the well had to be interrupted.
When the county cadres returned to the town's guesthouse, they said to Zhao Wei with some emotion: "President Zhao, you have accomplished one great feat after another!"
"We are very curious about how you were able to detect so many clues from such a small thing. It's simply unbelievable!"
If it were them, they would most likely lose control and join forces with the entire village to sell these antiques on the black market. Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to share the profits equally?
Zhao Wei looked at the elm trees in the twilight, stroking them unconsciously with his fingertips. He felt a little bored but had to deal with them. These people really annoyed him.
He didn't even bother to smile this time, and just said righteously: "It's just that if you listen more, watch more, and pay more attention, you will naturally know."
The cadres looked at each other, and one of them lowered his voice: "President Zhao, to be honest, we have to write a report for you on this matter, and it's a bit difficult to write!"
It was clearly a simple detoxification incident, but it was upgraded to an antique incident.
They really don't know what other troubles will arise if they stay any longer.
With Zhao Wei's achievements, it would be unfair to him not to promote him.
Unfortunately, their entanglement was never Zhao Wei's.
"Just write it as it is. No matter what it is, thank you all!"
Zhao Wei spoke briefly and politely, then forcibly sent them into the guesthouse, and then walked back with a light heart.
If these people come a few more times, he will probably die young. Sigh... It's really tiring to deal with such people.
And this is why he doesn't like being an official.
There are always many people who cannot help themselves and feel exhausted.
Zhao Wei walked back with tired steps, the moonlight stretching his shadow very long.
As he passed by an old locust tree at the entrance of the village, a gust of cold wind blew, and a few dead leaves swirled and fell on his shoulders.
It's still hot today, so we can no longer grow any crops in the fields, but we can finally have some free time.
However, when he passed by the old lady's house, he still asked about the child's poisoning.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he learned that his child no longer had a fever except for a poor appetite and loss of appetite.
This child is lucky. He was discovered in time and everyone handled it quickly, so he was able to save his life.
When he passed by his aunt's house, he saw Liu Qian suddenly pulling him over.
"Cousin, those antiques today are really interesting. There might be more at the bottom of the well. Let me go down to the well and fish some out tomorrow!"
This guy has become a money-lover since he was starved.
Zhao Wei felt overwhelmed after hearing this.
"Stop making trouble. Aren't you afraid of being caught and criticized? Please learn something good!"
Liu Qian lowered his head embarrassedly.
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