Lin Yajun gently placed a candy bean into her mouth, and the sweet and bitter taste spread across her tongue. As she savored it, she fell into deep thought.
Judging from the old witch's panicked expression and actions, Lin Yajun was almost certain that this wicked woman had poisoned and killed her grandparents.
She also thought of an important problem—ancient autopsy techniques were very limited, making it difficult to accurately determine whether the cause of death was poisoning, let alone identify the specific type of poison.
If the authorities were notified and an exhumation and autopsy were granted, the officers would likely make a mess of the remains, which would not only cause Lin Daoyan guilt and unease but could also lead to unnecessary trouble. The biggest problem with this case, which occurred decades ago, is the lack of witnesses.
"As long as this old witch gets the punishment she deserves and I can avenge my grandfather and grandmother, nothing else matters," Lin Yajun thought to herself.
So she shook her head and said to Lin Daoyan, "Father, we will not report to the authorities, nor will we open the grave."
Lin Daoyan looked puzzled after hearing this and asked, "Then how can we find out the truth and avenge the murderer?"
Lin Yajun smiled slightly and said calmly, "She will admit her crimes herself, and she will definitely get her comeuppance."
"How is this possible?" Lin Daoyan and his wife both expressed their doubts.
Lin Yajun didn't explain much, but simply smiled and said, "You'll find out when the time comes."
Lin Yajun waved gently to her parents, then turned her gaze to the moon gate leading to the second room. She caught a glimpse of a long shadow cast on the ground; an old woman was standing furtively behind the moon gate, eavesdropping.
Lin Songhao revealed a sly smile.
He quickly picked up a small pebble from the ground, then tiptoed carefully toward the moon gate. Reaching the gate, he pressed himself against the doorframe and silently moved closer.
Suddenly, Lin Songhao poked his head out and, as fast as lightning, flicked the small pebble in his hand with his finger.
There was a crisp "smack" sound, followed by a bloodcurdling scream, and then the sound of a jar shattering on the ground.
The old woman was clearly injured by the sudden attack. After screaming, she fled in panic like a startled rabbit, leaving behind only a series of hurried footsteps.
Upon hearing this series of noises, Madam Xu curled her lip and said disdainfully, "Hmph, that voice sounds like Ge Qi, Lin Jinqiao's wet nurse. He probably sent Ge Qi to eavesdrop."
Lin Songhao quickly walked over to check and saw a bloody front tooth on the ground, next to a broken porcelain jar, and tung oil spilled all over the ground.
Upon seeing this, he flew into a rage and shouted at the top of his lungs, "My second uncle's family is really wicked! They actually sent their old woman to set fire to our house!"
Hearing Lin Songhao's shouts, the others hurriedly followed to see what was going on.
Seeing the tung oil spilled on the ground, Madam Xu was furious and cursed, "That wicked Lin Jinqiao is even worse than his father! He sent people to set fire to our house. Aren't he and his mother afraid of being burned to death?"
Lin Jinqiao was the eldest son of the second wife. He was only twelve or thirteen years old. Because he was spoiled by his wife and Cheng, he was arrogant, domineering, cunning and ruthless.
Now that the head of the second branch of the family is injured, Lin Jinqiao, as the eldest son of the second branch, summoned his wet nurse to inquire about the situation. Not only that, he even ordered his wet nurse to bring tung oil and set fire to the eldest branch of the family. His behavior at such a young age is truly outrageous.
Lin Yajun stood aside, observing everything with a cold eye.
Her eyes darted around, as if she had come up with an idea. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, then gently turned the golden dog's head while muttering a sentence to herself.
Suddenly, a chilling scream shattered the silence, coming from the second room: "A dog! A big dog is here!" The voice was filled with fear and despair.
From the second room, a black dog, about half a person's height, leaped over the back wall like lightning and pounced straight at Lin Jinqiao.
The black dog bared its teeth and claws, revealing its ferocious fangs, and occasionally let out a low growl; it was clearly an exceptionally fierce mad dog.
Lin Jinqiao was terrified by this sudden turn of events. He ran desperately, trying to escape the mad dog's pursuit.
The mad dog was incredibly fast. It bit down on his leg and wouldn't let go. With a forceful tug, it tore off a large chunk of flesh from Lin Jinqiao's leg.
Lin Jinqiao's pitiful screams echoed through the courtyard: "Help! The dog bit me! Help!"
In an instant, the sounds of barking dogs, cries for help, and shouts of hitting dogs echoed throughout the courtyard of the second house, creating an extremely chaotic scene. People fled in panic, some hitting the dogs with sticks, while others hid in corners, trembling with fear.
Lin Daoyan and Zhao Canchen looked at the second branch of the Lin family with surprise, thinking to themselves: They've already suffered retribution so quickly.
The two of them exchanged a glance, as if they were guessing at something.
Hearing the chaotic sounds from the second wife's side, Lin Yajun's lips curled into a smile, thinking to herself: If you dare to send people to set the house on fire, I can unleash vicious dogs to bite you!
She shouted gloatingly towards the second wife's side, "This is what happens to bad people."
Xu also shouted, "A mad dog bites a wicked person; it deserves it."
She turned around and said, "Let's go back." The others followed her back.
Looking at the bloodied teeth on the ground, Madam Xu couldn't help but praise, "Hao'er's kung fu is truly impressive!"
Lin Songhao laughed and boasted, "Haha, that old hag tried to set the fire but failed. Instead, I knocked out one of her teeth!" His laughter revealed a touch of childlike mischief and pride.
Lin Yajun couldn't help but laugh when she saw her younger brother's expression, praising, "Little brother, that move of yours was both accurate and ruthless!"
Hearing his sister's praise, Lin Songhao was even happier and burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the courtyard.
Zhao Canchen was infected by Lin Songhao's cheerful laughter, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a faint smile.
Seeing this, Lin Daoyan originally wanted to scold his son for being too smug, but when he saw the smiling expression on Zhao Canchen's face, he suddenly froze.
The rebuke he had prepared seemed to be stuck in his throat by an invisible hand, leaving him speechless for a moment.
Lin Daoyan gazed at Zhao Canchen's smiling face, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welling up inside him. He had protected Zhao Canchen for so many years, and he had never seen him smile like that before: it turned out that this important person had two dimples on his face when he smiled.
Lin Songhao laughed happily for a while, then looked up at Lin Yajun with clear, watery eyes and asked with a face full of curiosity, "Sister, where did you buy your candies?"
Lin Yajun blinked her big eyes and said with a smile, "This wasn't bought, I made it myself."
"Wow, sister is amazing!" Lin Songhao exclaimed in amazement, praising Lin Yajun's skills. "If you made these candies and sold them in the shop, you would definitely make a lot of money!"
Hearing her son's words, Mrs. Xu nodded in agreement: "Yes, if we make these candies and sell them, the business will definitely be very good."
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