Zhao Guangzhi suddenly heard it, but he didn't react yet, "What did you say?"
Sun Jiye had a sad face. "I went to sell eggs early in the morning, and I saw Xiaowei lying on the hillside. When I looked over, he was already dead!"
Zhao Guangzhi felt as if struck by lightning. His legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"I've asked someone to carry Xiaowei back. Guangzhi, please accept my condolences..."
Zhao Guangzhi couldn't believe it. How could Xiaowei fall down the hillside and die?
놛 grabbed Sun Jiye's collar and asked with trembling lips, "Why did Xiaowei 놛 die? Why?"
Sun Jiye looked reluctant, "Xiaowei was unlucky. He hit a rock when he rolled down, and the back of his head is covered in blood..."
Zhao Guangzhi endured it again and again, but finally he couldn't help but broke down and cried.
When Li Xiuzhi came back from washing clothes, she saw her husband sitting on the ground crying.
"What's going on? Guangzhi, why are you crying?"
Li Xiuzhi had never seen Zhao Guangzhi collapse like this before, and she was panicked for a moment.
Zhao Guangzhi cried so hard that she couldn't speak. It was Sun Jiye who told her the news that Zhao Xiaowei had fallen to his death.
Li Xiuzhi was stunned where she was, wondering if she had heard it wrong.
Before she could ask, several villagers had already carried Zhao Xiaowei into the house.
Li Xiuzhi saw at a glance that the person lying there was Zhao Xiaowei, and she rushed over to him like a madman.
Touching Zhao Xiaowei's already cold and stiff body, Li Xiuzhi rolled her eyes and fainted.
Zhao Guangzhi rushed over, crying and slapping himself.
"Xiaowei! It's Dad who hurt you! Dad shouldn't have let you go to your uncle's house. It's all my fault!"
Zhao Guangzhi never expected that letting his son hide at his uncle's house would actually lead to his son's death.
If I had known this would happen, I would have let my son stay at home. At least the debt collector wouldn't dare to beat him to death.
One of the couple was crying uncontrollably, and the other had fainted. The Zhao family was in chaos.
Before Li Xiuzhi woke up, the debt collector came to the door again.
Zhao Guangzhi rushed over like a madman and pushed the man over. "My son is dead! What are you doing here?"
"If you hadn't forced me to pay my debt, I wouldn't have died! You murderers!"
The mole was dumbfounded. Did Zhao Xiaowei die just like that?
But Zhao Xiaowei was placed in the main room and could be seen at the gate of the courtyard.
Big Mole motioned his men to go over and see whether he was really dead or just pretending. However, as soon as his men walked over, they were so scared that they ran back.
"Boss, it's really, really dead, everyone is stiff."
Zhao Guangzhi collapsed, "What else do you want! The man is dead, and you still want to ask a dead person for a debt!"
Seeing the situation, Big Mole was afraid that he would not be able to ask for money today, so he quickly took his people and retreated.
Zhao Guangzhi drove them away, then collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.
After Li Xiuzhi woke up from her faint, she rushed out and said she was going to find someone to settle the score.
"Who are you going to settle the score with? Can you beat those debt collectors? Can you please stop causing trouble for me?"
Zhao Guangzhi grabbed Li Xiuzhi and prevented her from leaving the house, then dragged her back.
"I'll go find Lin Chaoyang! He is the one who watched Xiaowei die without helping him! Otherwise, Xiaowei wouldn't have died!"
"It's all your fault. I want to pay Xiaowei's life!"
Li Xiuzhi went completely crazy. She believed that Zhao Xiaowei's death was because Lin Chaoyang did not agree to lend her money.
If Lin Chaoyang had lent them money and they had repaid the debt, Zhao Xiaowei would not have gone to his uncle's house to hide from his debts, and he would not have died.
"Xiao Wei is your cousin! You just watched Xiao Wei being driven to death by money!"
"Don't stop me! I'm going to find 놛 to avenge my life!"
After hearing this, Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help but let go of his hand.
That’s right, it wasn’t 놛 who killed Zhao Xiaowei, but Lin Chaoyang who watched him die without rescuing him!
She obviously didn't have the money, but she watched her cousin being forced to pay off his debts and did nothing!
If they hadn't been stopped, maybe they would have gotten the money from Lin Zhaoxia yesterday.
If we had really gotten the money yesterday, we could have allowed the debt collectors to wait a little longer.
Then Xiaowei wouldn't have gone to his uncle's house to hide from debt, and he wouldn't have fallen to death!
It's all your fault. Xiaowei's death is closely related to you!
"Yes, it was 놛 who killed 깊 Xiaowei. It's all 놛's fault!"
Zhao Guangzhi was mumbling to himself, not sure whether he was talking to Li Xiuzhi or trying to convince himself.
놛 really didn't dare to face Zhao Xiaowei's death, because it was 놛 that asked Zhao Xiaowei to go to his uncle's house in the dark.
Li Xiuzhi's words made 놛 feel a little relieved, as if Zhao Xiaowei's death had nothing to do with 놛.
The couple reached an agreement and went directly to Uncle Lin's house regardless of the fact that Zhao Xiaowei was still lying in the main room.
As soon as she arrived at Uncle Lin's house, Li Xiuzhi collapsed on the ground, crying and cursing.
Zhao Guangzhi was crying and shouting, "Lin Chaoyang! Give me back my son's life!"
This sentence made the neighbors all around go crazy and gathered around.
Lin Chaoyang felt puzzled. "Why should I give you back your life? It has nothing to do with me if you want to curse your son."
When Li Xiuzhi saw 놛 appear, she immediately got up and was about to pounce on 놛.
"You killed Xiaowei, give me Xiaowei's life back!"
Lin Chaoyang was stunned. Is Zhao Xiaowei dead?
Even if Zhao Xiaowei died suddenly, it has nothing to do with you!
"Are you sick? I haven't even seen you, how could I kill you?"
The neighbors were originally shocked by the death, but after hearing what Lin Chaoyang said, they came to their senses.
Lin Chaoyang hadn't left the village in the past few days, and hadn't seen Zhao Xiaowei coming over, so how could he have been killed?
"This is weird. How can you blame Yangzi when you haven't even met her?"
"That's right. It's indeed pitiful that your son died, but you can't blame Yangzi, right?"
Zhao Guangzhi roared, "What do you know! If you hadn't stood by and watched him die, my Xiaowei wouldn't have died!"
Now, the neighbors were even more confused. Why did Lin Chaoyang just watch the child die without helping?
"Uncle Yoko, please be reasonable. How can you save your son, Yoko, who has never seen him?"
Lin Chaoyang found it funny. He didn't even know Zhao Xiaowei was dead, so where could he go to save him?
"Uncle, I just found out that Zhao Xiaowei is dead. How can I save him?"
Li Xiuzhi cried, "If you hadn't refused to lend me the money, Xiao Wei would not have died!"
"You refused to lend us any money! Xiaowei was forced to death by you!"
People will laugh out loud when they are speechless, and Lin Chaoyang is one of them.
Seeing that Wang was still smiling, Zhao Guangzhi rushed over to fight him to the death.
As a result, before anyone got there, a bunch of unidentified objects emitting a foul smell poured down on them.
Zhao Guangzhi wiped his face and retched because of the smell.
"You dare to cause trouble at my doorstep? Eat chicken shit!"
Lin Pengfei held the shovel and looked at Zhao Guangzhi proudly.
Zhao Guangzhi was almost going crazy. He didn't care that his body was covered in chicken shit and roared and rushed forward again.
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