Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

"How could my son die so easily?"

"He's just a child!"

Jia Zhang was also shocked. She said, "Comrade police, is this a misunderstanding?"

"This child is definitely not our little stick. Little stick must still be alive."

The policeman observed the reactions of the two men, tried to calm his own irritability, and said firmly:

"I want to ask you one last question, are you going to the police station or not?"

Qin Huairu wiped away the tears from her eyes and apologized quickly: "Comrade police officer, I'm sorry!"

"I am so excited, please forgive me.

Let us set off now.”

Jia Zhang also agreed.

So, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang followed the police to the police station with uneasy feelings.

Their sad expressions happened to be seen by Yan Fugui who was standing in front of the hospital.

"Third Auntie, did you see that? Those two people just now looked as if their relatives had died."

Yan Fugui said to the three aunts next to him.

"Yes, it really is like the sky is falling."

"I think the police came to look for them probably because something happened to Jia Dongxu or there was news about the missing Bang Geng."

"But I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

"Otherwise their expressions wouldn't be so solemn."

The third aunt wiped the water off her hands and shook her head.

Yan Fugui sighed and said slowly: "The Jia family is really unlucky."

"Because of He Yuzhu, the eldest of my family went to jail."

"The younger one is missing, and I don't know if it has anything to do with He Yuzhu."

"He Yuzhu is simply the nightmare of our No. 95 compound."

"Anyone who dares to confront him will end up badly."

"Whether it's the Liu family or the Jia family, it's the same."

Seeing the two families' once wealthy days being shattered and becoming extremely miserable because of He Yuzhu, he couldn't help but feel a kind of sorrow of "the death of the rabbit makes the fox mourn".

Hearing Yan Fugui mention He Yuzhu again, the third aunt quickly reminded: "Old Yan, we don't know whether Banggeng's disappearance is related to He Yuzhu, so don't discuss it casually."

"Have you forgotten the troubles you encountered in the tavern yesterday morning?"

"Whether these words reach the ears of He Yuzhu or Qin Huairu, they will not do us any good."

“We just have to live our lives well.”

"Let that arrogant He Yuzhu be punished by God himself."

Yan Fugui stroked his newly scabbed forehead and nodded slowly.

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Police station, ** autopsy room.

The police accompanied Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang and slowly walked into the autopsy room.

"Under the white cloth here should be a child very similar to the one you described."

"Please confirm as soon as possible to see if it is your child."

Since there are many human traffickers in Beijing, cases of child abduction occur frequently. The children's clothes are often similar, resulting in similar clues every time a police report is received.

Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were the third family with missing children that the police had found today, which meant that he had accompanied the other two families to see the body twice before.

This experience was extremely heavy for him.

Now the police's only thought is to confirm the authenticity of the child's identity as soon as possible so as not to affect their appetite in the next few days.

Following the police's instructions, Qin Huairu walked step by step to the ** and uncovered the white sheet with trembling hands.

The moment she saw the child's clothes, her tears burst out like a dam breaking.

"My son, a great terrier!"

"Mom is here to take you home!"

Qin Huairu threw herself on the bed and cried bitterly.

It seemed that she could not feel the scent of Banggeng ** at all, and she hugged ** tightly.

Jia Zhang, who was standing by, pinched her nose and looked very nauseous, but still tried to get closer to Qin Huairu.

"Huai Ru, Bang Geng is gone, you have to take care of yourself too."

"This *** smells terrible, and you're pregnant."

"Why don't we go out first and talk about it later?"

Seeing that Bang Geng had passed away, Jia Zhang felt a little sad.

But for her, the most important thing now is to take good care of Qin Huairu's health.

She now thinks that even if the chicks are gone, they can be reborn, but the hens that lay eggs must not have any problems.

Qin Huairu seemed not to hear what she said and continued crying there.

This matter was obviously not that simple. She couldn't understand how a small stick could have provoked someone so powerful that he would be beaten up.

Seeing this, the policeman who had been silent all this time spoke up and said, "Okay, if you have confirmed the identity of the deceased."

"Then please come with me to take a statement, and then you can take your ** away."

Seeing that the child had been confirmed to be claimed by his family, the police felt a lot more relaxed.

This job is not an easy one. We need to get rid of this ** as soon as possible. Otherwise, the pungent smell will not be controlled even in the cold storage room. Moreover, it has begun to show symptoms of gigantism.

After hearing what the police said, Qin Huairu wiped her tears and said to Banggeng **: "Banggeng, you wait first."

"I'll take you home soon."

Then they followed the police to make statements.

However, how to deal with Banggeng's ** becomes a big problem.

According to tradition, a mourning hall should be set up when someone dies, but now this ** is already emitting a foul smell, and with the gradually warming weather in April, if a mourning hall is set up at home, the smell will be unimaginable.

"Huai Ru, why don't we just send the stick to the crematorium and dispose of it."

Jia Zhang couldn't stand such a strange smell and made a suggestion.

The most important thing is that it costs a lot to set up a mourning hall, and she needs to mourn for several days, which she is really unwilling to accept.

To be honest, Jia Zhangshi and Bang Geng don't have a deep relationship. He was born only a few years ago?

"Mom, but he is your grandson."

"If there is no funeral hall, the soul of Bangteng will lose its way home."

Qin Huairu strongly disagreed with this suggestion.

She knew very well that Jia Zhang didn't really like Bang Geng that much, she just wanted to save face for him.

Having one male was enough for the Jia family, but it was different for her.

She gave birth to Bang Geng after ten months of pregnancy and she firmly supports the need to set up a mourning hall for the child.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"You have to calculate the cost of this funeral hall as well."

"Besides, the terrier's ass already stinks."

"Once the mourning hall is set up, can you bear the smell?"

“Not to mention what the neighbors think.”

Jia Zhang frowned and was filled with anger.

She really couldn't figure out whether Qin Huairu's attitude was because she was pregnant and wanted to go against her, but in the end, Jia Zhang was swayed by Qin Huairu's attitude and agreed to set up a simple mourning hall in the yard.

It was not because she could not think of a way to object, but because Qin Huairu used the fetus in her belly as a means of pressure, forcing Jia Zhang to compromise.

With a full heart of resentment, Jia Zhang still followed [Too much sensitive content, unable to continue to output]

At the same time, steel mill.

He Yuzhu appeared in the kitchen of the steel rolling mill again today.

Last night's operation against the police station was relatively fruitful.

Without any casualties, they successfully killed a long-time undercover mole and recorded relevant intelligence about Owl. These gains were tangible.

And the most important thing is that after last night’s battle, the journey of the expert team from the Bear Country will be smoother.

"Master He, would you like a cup of tea first?"

Liu Lan saw He Yuzhu walk into the kitchen and asked hurriedly.

The last time He Yuzhu cooked, she was watching by the side and was completely impressed by He Yuzhu's cooking skills.

He Yuzhu waved his hand and refused: "No, I won't drink today."

"Let's get started."

Immediately, He Yuzhu named a few dishes, Liu Lan and Master Yang hurriedly prepared the ingredients, and he began to prepare the side dishes.

As time went by, dishes that looked delicious and smelled good were served one after another.

When Director Yang saw that He Yuzhu was almost finished, he hurried to inform the top leaders and others.

Soon, the top leaders and the expert team from the Bear Country gathered together and began to enjoy the food.

He Yuzhu was also specially invited by the senior leader to the box to accompany everyone to see off the expert group.

After having a hearty meal and drinks, the expert group boarded a special plane back home under strict military protection.

He Yuzhu returned to the tavern slightly drunk.

In the evening, Courtyard No. 95.

Yan Fugui had just returned home from get off work at school when he smelled the smell of burning paper in the yard and his face was full of questions.

As soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly asked the third aunt next to him: "Third aunt, has anyone died in our courtyard?"

"Why is there a smell of burning paper everywhere?"

When the third aunt saw that it was Yan Fugui who came back, she complained, "Do you remember that the police took Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang away this morning?"

"As soon as they came back, they set up a mourning hall in the yard."

Yan Fugui was shocked when he heard this and blurted out, "Did Jia Dongxu have an accident at the mine?"

"It's not Jia Dongxu who died, it's their child who died of a stroke."

"I heard that he was murdered."

"I really don't know who is so cruel to attack such a young child!"

"You are worse than beasts!"

The third aunt shook her head and explained again.

When she heard the news, she was even more shocked than Yan Fugui.

It is rare for young children to be intentionally harmed in such circumstances.

Yan Fugui was even more shocked after hearing this. How could a child of only a few years old be killed?

He suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"During this period of time, you must stay away from the Jia family."

"Bang terriers don't get killed for no reason."

"There must be a reason behind this. We need to be more careful."

After Yan Fugui regained his composure, he gave a serious instruction.

He knew that the Jia family must have offended someone, otherwise ordinary people would not do such a evil thing.

At this moment, the Jia family is like a trap that cannot be avoided, and anyone who touches it will suffer disaster.

Once it breaks out, I'm afraid no one will have a good ending.

Dasanma nodded in deep agreement, "Old Yan, I understand everything you said."

“You know what? This kid’s coffin just passed by our house, and the smell was unbearable.