Zhao Yaozu looked at his son. He thought that since his son had been a scout, he would save some energy by taking him with him.
The main thing is that he cannot tolerate this kind of unhealthy trends. In his opinion, fortune-telling and shamanism are feudal remnants that must be nipped in the bud and must not be allowed to emerge.
On the other hand, he was a relatively upright person. In his heart, Li Sihui and Li Jianguo were pitiful children, motherless children, with their biological father, stepmother, ex-mother-in-law and ex-aunt teaming up to put the children to death. He could not tolerate this.
Zhao Jinchen was a little curious, and nodded his agreement. He had never seen a shaman dance before! He joined the army at the age of sixteen and received positive education. He felt that these dark sides must be eliminated.
It only took one day for my attitude towards Li Sihui to change from my initial dislike for her to my current sympathy for her.
In the past, he didn't care about the affairs of the village and focused all his attention on training. He liked the clean atmosphere of the army and just did his training well every day without any intrigue. He didn't expect that there would be such dark thoughts among the women in the village.
A girl who is only nineteen years old, four people conspired against her, including her biological father. It's no wonder that she became so sharp. If she didn't put up her full body armor, how could she withstand so many arrows?
"Dad, if it's true, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Jinchen looked at his father and realized that being a village chief was not easy and it was not easy for the old man.
"What should I do? A girl who is only 19 years old has escaped death and survived. These people will not stop until she is killed. What do you think I should do?"
There was a cold light in Zhao Yaozu's eyes. He not only felt sympathy for Li Sihui, but also felt that these people were unscrupulously framing the child, which was also a challenge to his authority as the village chief.
"Dad, this cannot be tolerated. The father dug up the child's kang and stove. It's really outrageous."
Zhao Jinchen recalled the scene he saw when he went to Li Sihui's house. He was really filled with anger at that time. This was not something a human being would do. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. What Li Laogen did was not even worthy of being called a human being.
"Okay, I'll take you to Granny Li's house later, and you lie in ambush. This is your strong point, and Dad is not good at it. Wait for Zhao Cuihua and Sun Erya to enter the house, and then you come and tell Dad..."
Zhao Yaozu expressed his thoughts, Zhao Jinchen nodded, and the two of them left home together and walked towards Grandma Li's house at the foot of the mountain.
It is daytime now, and her house looks no different than usual. Granny Li is busy coming in and out, walking around the yard, muttering to herself, but no one knows what she is saying.
"Jin Chen, hide away! I'll go back and get some sleep. I guess the aunt and sister-in-law won't come until the evening. You keep an eye on them. Call me if anything happens."
Zhao Yaozu was an impatient man. He would feel sleepy after drinking a little. After giving his son some instructions, he prepared to go home.
"Okay, Dad, leave it to me."
Zhao Jinchen was very familiar with ambushes, so this was not a problem for him at all. He looked at the surrounding terrain and picked out an old locust tree opposite Grandma Li's house. The tree was tall and dense, and one or two people could hide on it without being discovered by outsiders.
"I'll go back first. If you find the aunt and sister-in-law coming, you should find a way to listen. It would be best if I can bring people to catch Granny Li when she is performing a ritual."
Before leaving, Zhao Yaozu reminded his superiors to catch the thief and seize the stolen goods. This time he wanted to kill one to warn the rest.
After he left, Zhao Jinchen spat into his palm, glanced at the century-old locust tree, ran towards it quickly, and climbed up the tree nimbly. The dense branches and leaves blocked his green figure. He lurked patiently, looking at the farmyard opposite with a sharp gaze like a sword.
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