Then Sun Kaicheng started to get busy. He first took off his shirt and put on a tank top. He went to the well, fetched a basin of water, and washed his face. One wash wasn't enough. He washed his face three times and even found some soap to wash his face.
Qian Xiao... What's wrong with this person?
After washing her face and then her hair, if she wasn't mistaken, why did this person's hair seem wet? Could it be from sweat?
After washing his hair, this person put his shirt in a basin to wash, lathering it with soap several times. What's wrong with this person? Although he is excessively clean, it's not to the point of being a germaphobe. What triggered him?
After Sun Kaicheng hung up the shirt, Qian Xiao looked down at the ground and asked, "Why didn't our son pee? Did he not drink enough water this morning?" It seems he didn't drink any water all morning while he was on the road.
Sun Kaicheng sat down next to Qian Xiao: "How could you not pee? You peed all over me, even washing my face."
It turned out that after Sun Kaicheng entered the house, he thought of picking up his son and taking him out to pee. But as soon as he picked the boy up by his armpits, the little bird couldn't control itself and peed directly at his face. Luckily, his mouth was closed at that time, otherwise the whole thing would have gone into his mouth.
"Hahahaha, hahaha..." Qian Xiaoxiao's tears were almost coming out.
She gave her son a big kiss on the cheek, a gesture the old woman would absolutely never allow under normal circumstances, but now she was really enjoying herself: "Mom, son, how are you so amazing?"
There were signs in the early stages of her pregnancy. At that time, Sun Kaicheng had to be completely clean before he could be near Qian Xiao, otherwise Qian Xiao would gag, as if the baby in her belly was disgusted by its father.
After he was born, the little guy peed on other people a few times, and that other person was always his father, as if the two of them had a grudge.
Sun Kaicheng… “You’re really something, making fun of me. But why is he only messing with me?”
"You must have been mistaken. It's all a coincidence, an absolute coincidence."
"Why is it always such a coincidence that I'm the one who's unlucky?"
Sun Kaicheng looked at his son, who was frowning at him, and said, "What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. Why don't you mess with someone else? Are you unhappy with me? I'm your father."
Little Potato didn't know if he understood or not. His little face twisted like his mother's, his brows relaxed, and he even grinned. Qian Xiao was overjoyed and kissed her son's chubby cheeks twice more.
"Oh my god, does my son like his mother? My good boy."
Sun Kaicheng was both amused and exasperated. This brat had never smiled at him before. Every time he saw his father, he would frown, as if he were an eyesore. Even though he was the best-looking one in the family.
The little potato reached out its tiny hand to touch the money, its face beaming with a smile, and it kept saying, "Mama, Mama."
Knowing that this was an unconscious expression from the child, Qian Xiao was still happy: "Look, our son can call me 'Mom' now. Good son, say it a couple more times and let's hear it."
Little Potato is an excessively quiet child, and he rarely seems as happy as he is today; he's usually lost in thought by himself.
Although he could clearly sense that his son didn't like him much, Sun Kaicheng looked at the mother and son happily and asked, "Isn't it time for our son to have his milk?"
Qian Xiao glanced at the sun in the sky: "It's about time, let's make some formula for our son." Although she had a watch now, she still habitually looked at the sun to check the time.
Sun Kaicheng quickly got to work; he was very good at making the formula, without a single crumb.
Watching the little one happily drinking from the milk bottle, I feel quite accomplished, why is that?
Suddenly there was a commotion outside. Normally, Qian Xiao would have disappeared long ago, but now that she has a child, her first concern is whether the child has been frightened.
Sun Kaicheng didn't move, but Qian Xiao kicked him and said, "Go and see what's going on!"
"Can you manage on your own?"
"Go quickly." Not being able to see or hear anything is even more frustrating.
Sun Kaicheng had no choice but to get up and walk outside. Judging from the sound, it wasn't near his home, and it must have been quite a distance away. Seeing that everyone in the village was running in one direction, he didn't even need to ask for directions.
Before they even got close, they heard sounds of murder and other chaotic noises. Sun Kaicheng quickened his pace. How did this involve murder?
When Sun Kaicheng arrived, the place was already crowded with people. He didn't think about squeezing in to take a look. He looked around for large rocks or anything like that, as long as he stood on a higher ground, he could see what was going on inside.
Unfortunately, there were too many people, even the large rocks were crowded with people, so he could only use his mental power to investigate. Fortunately, no one here could detect his mental power.
When Sun Kaicheng saw the scene in the yard in his mind, he frowned. Something serious had really happened.
When he saw the disheveled man pinned to the ground, he remembered who this person was. The key was that he had changed too much. The last time he saw this person, he looked clean enough, and at least he looked like a young man.
But now, if you didn't know his age, a stranger would think he was an old man, especially his eyes, which look gloomy and not quite normal.
Who do you think this person is? It's Qian Wangcai, whom Sun Kaicheng and Qian Xiao occasionally mention. It's said that after the incident where he was injured, they haven't seen him in the village. Maybe it's because the two of them don't come back often. Anyway, they haven't seen him for a while.
He didn't struggle even when he was pinned to the ground. There was a bloodstained kitchen knife not far away, and two people were lying on the ground, an old man and an old woman, probably Qian Wangcai's parents. They were covered in blood and didn't move.
Judging from his ashen face, he probably wouldn't survive; the extent of the bleeding suggests that a major artery had been damaged.
Not long after, the village chief arrived with the village officials. When they saw the situation inside, they all frowned. It seemed that today's matter could not be resolved peacefully; if someone had died, it would be a serious matter.
"Hurry up and go report to the police. You can look around, but you can't go into the yard. The police will come and check."
The villagers all nodded in agreement; they dared not step forward if someone were to die.
The village officials exchanged glances, all with unspoken grievances. This was a matter of life and death; the village could forget about being recognized as an advanced village in the next few years. Damn it, Qian Wangcai was a menace.
He didn't ask what happened; he'd wait for the police to arrive.
The eldest son of the Qian family also rushed over in a hurry. No matter how dissatisfied they were with their parents, they couldn't be indifferent when it came to a matter of life and death. When they saw the old couple lying in a pool of blood, only they knew how they felt.
The village chief stopped Qian Laoda and his group who were about to go in: "Wait until the police have come to see the scene before you go in. This is the scene, you can't touch it."
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