It was obvious that once Li Li's husband's house was demolished, it would be worth at least a million yuan. Li Li had been poor for too long, so she naturally did not agree to divorce at this juncture.

Xu Yao asked again, "You don't believe your husband committed suicide, right? You think his lover killed him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Li was really stimulated. She shouted almost shrilly, "How could my husband commit suicide? He had gone through such a hard time. And the money was about to be in his hands. He had no time to enjoy himself, so how could he commit suicide?

His lover must have secretly signed an agreement with him or bought a life insurance policy."

Xu Yao analyzed it a little and felt that this idea was not true at all. If her husband's lover was after money, it would be even more impossible for her to kill her husband, because if she killed her husband, the demolition money would be divided between him and his son, not a third party with no status.

Seeing that Li Li was so emotional, Xu Yao did not intend to explain to her.

"Has your husband shown any abnormal behavior in the past two or three days? You mentioned that when you wanted to divorce your husband, he had psychological problems and insomnia."

Li Li thought for a while, "Yes, my husband's mental state has been very bad recently. He often can't sleep all night. Later, a kind aunt from the same community introduced that a psychologist can treat this disease.

After all, a husband and wife are bound by love for a hundred days. He is also the father of my son. I hired a psychologist for him. The treatment course takes one month. He goes to see a psychologist about once a week. It's really good. His sleep quality has improved a lot recently. He is not as irritable and irritable as before."

When Xu Yao heard that the psychologist was more interested, he asked quickly, "How did the psychologist treat your husband?"

"I'm not sure about this. I always went with my husband, but the psychiatrist wouldn't let me go into the clinic and told me to wait outside."

"How many times did your husband go through treatment?"

"Three times."

Xu Yao continued to ask, "Then what happened before and after each treatment? Do you remember?"

"I asked for a divorce from him at that time, and my husband begged me not to divorce him every day. Every time I saw his tearful face, I would soften my heart. What was even more unexpected was that he took six sleeping pills one night. Fortunately, I found out in time, and I rushed him to the hospital for gastric lavage.

At that time, he had been suffering from insomnia for five days without closing his eyes.

After being discharged from the hospital the next day, I met an acquaintance, Aunt Luo, at the gate of the community. She saw that my husband had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and then I told her the details. Aunt Luo

was very enthusiastic and gave me a phone number, saying that a psychiatrist she knew was very good at treating this disease."

Xu Yao said, "So you called this psychiatrist and asked him to treat your husband, right?"

Li Li nodded.

"Then did you hear how the psychologist treated your husband outside the door? What did they talk about?"

Li Li recalled: "I also asked the psychologist at that time, he just shook his head silently and said, it's very strange."

Xu Yao repeated in confusion, "very strange?!"

"Yes. He just said these few words, he didn't say what was strange, and he said he would study it carefully and let us go to see it in two days."

Xu Yao asked again: "Then you went with your husband the second time, right? How was the situation that time?"

"Although my husband's insomnia has been alleviated after treatment, the doctor's expression is very strange, as if he is hesitant to speak.

He didn't say anything when we asked him, but just said that your husband's insomnia has not been cured or the situation has become more serious, and we are welcome to see him anytime.

When I took my husband out, I turned my head and took a peek at the psychologist. He was sitting at the table, with a confused and wrinkled brow, shaking his head and muttering, 'It's so weird, so weird.'"

Being told by Li Li like this, It was even more confusing. "Did your husband's insomnia get better?"

Li Li said, "It got much better, but it relapsed recently. Because he suddenly asked me to sign the divorce agreement and said he wanted a divorce. Then

the quarrel started again. I had given up the idea of ​​divorcing him. But now he wants to divorce me. I couldn't figure it out for a while."

Xu Yao asked, "Why do you suspect your husband of having an affair?"

"My son mentioned it to me, and women's sixth sense is always very sensitive. Once when she was washing clothes for my husband, she found lip prints on his shirt. I guess my husband must have been bewitched by another vixen." I

saw that Li Li had strayed far from the subject, and quickly pulled it back, "You two are in such a bad mood, did you accompany your husband to see a psychiatrist for the third time?"

"Of course not, he used domestic violence against me, how could I continue to do something that was ignored.

I heard him answer a phone call at home, and the psychiatrist asked him to go for treatment.

Oh, by the way, the psychiatrist called at 4 pm yesterday. I never thought that my husband would choose to commit suicide by jumping off the building after seeing the psychiatrist.

I can't believe it."

Xu Yao was talking to Li Li, and his son was watching TV in the bedroom. Xu Yao took a look and asked directly,

"Li Li, can I ask your son a few questions?"

Li Li nodded silently.

Xu Yao walked into the bedroom quietly and sat next to the little boy. He asked the boy in a casual way.

The little boy didn't even know that his father was no longer alive. Xu Yao asked:

"Does your mother spend more time with you or your father?"

"Mom."

"Dad or mom?"

"I hate my father." The child answered firmly.

"They only think about themselves. No one will consider my feelings at all." The child pouted and said unhappily.

The child used the word "they" instead of "he", so Xu Yao asked: "Is your mother the same?"

The little boy didn't say anything. His expression was sad and silent, which was an attitude of tacit acceptance.

"Why do you think so? Didn't your father betray your mother?"

The little boy raised his eyes and looked at Xu Yao firmly, "But it was my mother who proposed the divorce."

Xu Yao could only sigh. He understood that no matter what happened, the child would not want his parents to separate. When parents divorce, the one who is most hurt should be the child they conceived together.

Even if the child knows that her mother is good to her, when Li Li proposes a divorce, her son will resent her mother in his heart.

Xu Yao continued to ask, "But your mother finally decided not to divorce because of you, so why did your father insist on getting a divorce?"

The boy still lowered his head and showed a helpless bitter smile. This expression should not appear on the face of a child of his age. Then, he whispered softly:

"It would be better if my grandpa wasn't so strong."

Xu Yao asked, "Why do you think this has something to do with your grandpa?"

The little boy said, "I know in my heart that my father has always hated my grandpa because my grandpa always used words to irritate him, saying that he was useless and a coward."

"Then is your father good to your grandpa?"

The little boy pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously, "No, one day he took me to the playground to play, and said bad things about my grandpa to the boxing machine."