He clamped one of Xiao Qing's wrists and she couldn't break free, so the note hit her face directly.
When he saw the contents clearly, he immediately shook his head in disbelief and shouted, "Impossible, this is not my original photo!"
The date above was completely different from what he had written. Although he did not know He Xiaojie's exact birth date, it was not difficult to find out what month and day she was born.
He suspected that the note had been replaced by He Chunsheng, but the handwriting on it was almost the same as his, which was really puzzling.
Xiao Qing glared at He Chunsheng, aggressively, "You are trying to cheat, right? If you don't want to fulfill the engagement, just say so directly. You even deliberately brought a fake one here."
He Chunsheng, however, showed no fear at all. He snorted coldly, "You made up a bunch of lies to deceive everyone earlier, but you didn't fool yourself too, did you? I just took this thing out of your pocket in front of so many people, and you're still stubborn. Could it be that I can perform magic?"
As he said this, he bent his hands back, causing Xiao Qing to bend over in pain.
A hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes as he scolded, "From the very beginning, you've been making excuses. Who is the one with the guilty conscience?
Since you say I'm lying, then tell me, when is He Xiaojie's birthday?"
How could Xiao Qing remember? He was speechless.
He Chunsheng sneered, "You can't answer it, right? Because you didn't even know each other before."
"I have a bad memory and forgot."
Seeing that he was still trying to argue, He Chunsheng couldn't help but kick him several times and shouted towards the door, "Everyone, come and judge for yourself. Our Xiaojie only had one meal with him from beginning to end. I didn't expect that he would target her and she has suffered such misfortune ever since.
Think about it, if it's true what he said, the two kids have been dating for several months, why didn't anyone see them once?"
"Not only the neighbors on Xiao's side, but also the neighbors on our side, go ask around and see if they've ever been seen together?"
He patted his chest and spoke with confidence. Having been a leader for several years, he had his own authority.
The onlookers were easily persuaded and some of them began to whisper to each other, trying to reconstruct the specific itinerary of the protagonist of the incident in the previous few months.
Don't underestimate the power of the elderly. They can tell you when you went out, what time you went to work and got off work, or even what you picked up from the supply and marketing cooperative. As long as they pay attention, the effect is comparable to that of a third eye.
After everyone discussed it, they found that what He Chunsheng said was indeed correct. Apart from the last blind date, the two had never met in private.
As for writing letters, living so close to each other, which couple would use letters throughout the whole process? This relationship is not shameful.
Xiao Qing forced herself to say, "Because He Xiaojie looked down on me and never thought of staying with me long-term, every time we met, we did it in private. I only found out today that the horoscope she gave me was also fake. It turns out she was lying to me from the beginning."
Having said this, he looked disheartened.
But the street intelligence officers are not happy. You can question their exaggeration, but you cannot question their gossip skills and connections.
They all stood up to argue with him, and their saliva almost splashed on his face.
Xiao Qing's plan did not work. He wiped the saliva from his face and looked at Xiao's mother anxiously.
Before he could say anything else, Wang Taozhi had already called his future husband's family, the Ding family, over.
"Come, these are your parents-in-law. Your parents have already exchanged horoscopes with them and are just waiting to get married."
Ding Jianliang walked in, holding a red marriage certificate and a piece of gold-sprinkled paper with his horoscope. He looked up and down at his appearance and physique, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
At first glance, this man looks somewhat like his son. Perhaps he was worried that his parents would be lonely in the underworld, so he asked the officials to show them a way out so that they would not be left alone in their old age.
Xiao Qing thought he had misheard, or maybe she had gone insane. "What nonsense are you talking about? What about father-in-law and mother-in-law?"
"Yes, child, my son likes you very much."
Mrs. Ding stuffed a big rooster into his arms, and said with some disgust, "It's a pity it's a boy. Never mind, a boy will do, he has strong yang energy and can suppress it.
Today is a good day, the eighth day of the winter month, suitable for weddings and burials. Come back with us and get married. We don't need a marriage certificate anyway, so keeping it simple is best."
As she said this, she was about to drag the person away.
Xiao Qing was even more confused. He broke free from her hand and took a step back. "Who are you guys? What are you doing?"
"Who else could it be? Your future parents. This is all your parents' idea. We gave money to the Xiao family. How can your son not cooperate?"
Xiao's mother came out, her eyes vague and she was a little afraid to face her youngest son, but when she thought of the five hundred yuan she had just stuffed into her pocket, she suddenly felt confident.
"Well, Xiao Qing, they are also pitiful people, their only son died early.
A master has calculated that you and his family have a connection, and you might be relatives from a past life. They want to take you back now, just as if you were a godparent."
Xiao Qing's face was as cold as iron. What else didn't he understand? He was betrayed by his own mother.
Judging from the situation, it's probably far from as simple as she said.
But he had no way to resist and was jointly detained by the Ding family and the He family and taken to another residence.
When he walked into the main room and saw the layout inside, his inner fear burst out and his hands and feet felt as if they were placed in an ice cellar.
What's in front of me is not a living room, but a mourning hall. There are incense and candles on the altar in the middle. Behind the offerings is a dark memorial tablet with a small portrait next to it, and black and white cloth strips hanging around it.
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