Wearing women's clothing to farm [live]

[Get out of the way, I want to see what kind of letter it is? 】

【Where did this come from? There is still such a thing waiting for the commander to discover? ? 】

[Hahaha, the officials in this dynasty are not rigorous at all, and they don't take human life seriously at all, what kind of dynasty is this. 】

[It would be great if the anchor was in the dynasty of Bao Zheng or the Song Dynasty and Di Renjie. A small murder case has three times, five times and two divisions, and they have already solved the case.】

[Who is Erhuang?What was the watchman's name just now? 】

【We are all from the perspective of God and not included in the play. If we have this kind of thing, I will probably cry to death】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh which bastard is the murderer, come out and I promise I won't kill you!!!!】

【I really want to know who the murderer is】

...........

Only Song Chi knew that what he was holding at this time was not a letter.

It is a receipt similar to a bank note.

This receipt shows that Erhuangte paid 20 taels of silver to Song Taohua because of disputes over some trivial matters, and the name of the payment was written in black and white:

Two scalpers received boulders.

Niu Dashi...

It turned out that the Erhuang that the widow Lizi said was really Big Brother Niu, and this matter was really just like what Dashuai Cao said, and it had nothing to do with Big Brother Niu.

Song Chi originally wanted to help Big Brother Niu get away with it, and it was just a coincidence that the handsome would send someone to find Big Brother Niu.

There's no way this matter has anything to do with him.

Because there is no motive.

But this receipt is obviously a final matter.

"Where did you find this receipt?" Song Chi's hand holding the receipt trembled slightly.

Marshal Cao hugged Song Chi into his arms, stared at the small hole he found by the front window, and said softly, "This receipt seems to be carefully kept by my aunt, and I found it between the windows."

"Why would he do this..."

Song Chi's voice trembled, and he couldn't help thinking about it in his mind: "I still feel very strange about this matter. What kind of private matter happened between my aunt and Brother Niu? Why did the mother need to make written evidence? Could it be this matter?" Was it a premeditated murder?"

Song Chi then closed his eyes, still feeling incredible.

He didn't quite believe that Big Brother Niu was the murderer who killed his aunt and Changqing and blamed him on him.

In his memory, Big Brother Niu has always been taking care of him and his younger brother in the image of a big brother. Even on the day Song Chi's accident happened, Big Brother Niu was always thinking about him. , must have ulterior motives.

Now that the murderer has all the suspects locked up, Song Chi naturally wants to clear his innocence and get out of prison earlier.

"young married woman."

Cao Dashuai heard the trembling in Song Chi's words, and touched Song Chi's back distressedly, "Daughter-in-law, let's go home. After you go home, don't think about anything, have a good sleep, and I will take care of the rest. deal with."

Where Song Xian was still thinking about sleeping, he raised his head anxiously and asked, "Marshal, what are you going to do?"

"Daughter-in-law, look at you."

Cao Dashuai looked at Song Chi, with a trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes, "The face has become ugly, and the complexion is not good-looking at all. Listen to me once, let's go home and go home to sleep."

Song Chi tried to break free from Dashuai Cao's arms, "I'm not sleepy, I haven't figured out a lot of things now, how can I sleep."

"No."

Cao Dashuai grabbed Song Chi's hand to prevent him from messing around again, "But I heard our son tell his father that he is going to sleep and let me supervise you."

Song Chi wrinkled his nose, "Nonsense, why didn't I hear it."

Dashuai Cao knew Song Chi's temperament, if he followed his temperament, he might have to worry about how long, he is also pregnant with a child now, if this goes on, when will he be able to get a good night's sleep.

So Dashuai Cao didn't say anything, he just hugged Song Chi sideways on the spot, and hugged him tightly in his arms, not letting him do anything else.

"Hey, hey, handsome, put me down..."

Marshal Cao avoided Song Chi's wound, patted his calf symbolically, and said firmly, "We'll talk about it when we go home."

Song Chi really didn't expect him to come up with such a move, even if he was willing, don't let him carry him away like this, not to mention being held by the commander like this, the spanking ass will feel even more painful.

"You are domestic violence!"

Song Chi kicked his restless legs and yelled weakly: "You are a rascal, please let me down quickly, I don't want to be carried away by you like a woman."

"You call, it's best to attract people."

With Cao Dashuai's understatement, Song Chi immediately calmed down.

Song Chi: "......"

Has the handsome guy been disobedient since he woke up?

Hmph, so annoying!

after that.

After Cao Dashuai comforted Song Chi and sent him home, Song Chi started to feel hot and cried out for pain.

"Where does it hurt?" Dashuai Cao asked him without reacting.

Song Chi faltered and said nothing, Cao Dashuai thought that Song Chi was still angry with him because Song Chi forced him back.

Looking at Song Chi's frowning, Cao Dashuai helped him wipe the sweat from his forehead, and coaxed him patiently for a long time.

【It hurts, it hurts, I also suddenly looked at it hahahahaha】

[Hey, the anchor is not pretending to shout pain to win the love of the commander, is he really careful. 】

【Hee hee, I'm really good at pretending that I don't have anyone to give me a hug and hold me high】

[Oh, Marshal Cao, the pig butcher, is really stupid. The anchor's ass was tortured, it must be his ass! 】

[No, no, I would like to believe that the commander-in-chief asked this question on purpose, he has a dark belly]

[Don't be cowardly, the anchor, just say it's a pain in the butt, and let the handsome lick it for you]

.........

Marshal Cao asked again.

Song Chi lay on his stomach, and said in a low voice and shyly: "The part that hit the board hurts..."

He hurt his ass.

"I'll give you medicine now."

After Cao Dashuai finished speaking, he took out a small blue-gray porcelain bottle from his arms, and was carefully about to help Song Chi take off his obscene pants, but Song Chi pressed his hand in a panic.

"I me me!"

Song Chi's face was blushing badly: "I'll take it by myself, Commander, just leave the medicine for me."

Cao Dashuai didn't change his face and heartbeat: "I haven't seen that part of your body, so why be ashamed."

Song Chi: "..."

Even though he said so, Song Chi still felt quite embarrassed. He glanced at the transparent live broadcast room in front of him from the corner of his eye, and Song Chi hurriedly took advantage of this vacancy to close the live broadcast room.

It would be really bad if it was reported.

Just when Song Chi was closing the live broadcast room, he only felt that Marshal Cao had applied some ointment, causing his buttocks to feel a burning pain.

Very irritating, even more painful than before not wiping.

"What are you wiping?" Song Chi couldn't help shouting.

"Wait a minute, that's fine."

After Cao Dashuai finished speaking, he exhaled into Song Chi's wound. After the burning pain passed, Song Chi felt much better immediately, with a cool and refreshing feeling of comfort.

"Ah~" Song Chi couldn't help moaning in comfort.

Cao Dashuai's hands that applied the ointment trembled suddenly, but he continued to apply the ointment without changing his expression.

Song Chi: "After my accident, has Changqing's body been claimed back?"

Marshal Cao: "It's still parked in the Yamen."

Song Chi felt uncomfortable after hearing this, and begged Marshal Cao: "Marshal Cao, you can replace me tomorrow and go to Changqing's house."

"Do not worry."

Dashuai Cao told him, "I went there before, and his mother doesn't quite believe that you are the murderer."

Song Chi cried silently.

At this time, there are still people who are willing to believe that he is innocent, and that is enough.

A little while.

Dashuai Cao pulled up the quilt beside him and helped Song Chi cover it up. Seeing that he was not sleepy yet, he said, "My wife, you must be hungry too. I'll make some millet porridge."

After Dashuai Cao left.

Song Chi's mood improved a lot, his body was so hot that he couldn't help lifting the quilt on his body, it feels so good to be so naked after taking the medicine.

There is nothing as comfortable as you want.

Song Chi closed his eyes and rested his hands on his chin, enjoying himself very much, the feeling of being pampered is not bad.

Before, he was so nervous that he thought that the man he picked up would be the king of the mountain who had slipped out of the bump, but he didn't expect it to be a treasure.

Originally, I thought that the commander-in-chief could only kill pigs with his hands, and he could build houses in the wild, but I didn't dare to think that Mr. Cao was really the generalissimo of the dynasty.

On the battlefield, the generalissimo who can kill foreign enemies can also sew and mend, and he is a good generalissimo when doing housework.

Nima, really he would die laughing in his dream.

After Cao Dashuai came back from cooking millet porridge in the kitchen, he saw someone lying on his stomach naked, with a smile on his mouth, and fell asleep foolishly.

Cao Dashuai put the millet porridge on the corner of the table.

He turned around to find a thinner blanket and came back, covered Song Chi's body, and then sat beside Song Chi's bed.

Just at this time, the door of this room was quietly pushed open from the outside.

It was Aunt Lin who came in.

Marshal Cao stood up, "Ma'am, you're here."

Aunt Lin looked at Song Chi who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and her tears couldn't stop falling, "What do you call this? It's true that God has no eyes, and made this child suffer so much."

Cao Dashuai comforted her: "Don't be sad, Madam, it won't happen in the future, so don't be sad anymore."

When Dashuai Cao was cooking millet porridge, he took the time to visit Aunt Lin's house and talked to Aunt Lin in detail.

Song Chi's return and Cao Dashuai's identity were not concealed, so I told my aunt.

Although Aunt Lin was surprised when she heard this, she was more concerned about whether Song Chi was injured or not.

Cao Dashuai simply asked the aunt to come over late at night.

In fact, Marshal Cao decided to send Song Chi to the capital, and since he recovered his memory, he has been communicating with his mother.

His mother heard about him and Song Chi, and kept saying that she would ask him to take his wife back and let her have a look. It happened that Fei Ge sent a letter back today, saying that Song Chi was pregnant.

These days, Song Chi was in prison, and he was really worried to death.

Song Chi still needs reliable people to take care of him, and few of these people in the village are truly reliable.

Although the water in the capital city is deep, compared to Song Chi's current trip to the muddy water, at least for him, the capital city is safer than here.

It is also good for the body and mind to change the environment.

Aunt Lin knew that he was talking about taking Song Chi home, and she felt even more reluctant: "You child, have you really thought about it?"

"Yes, ma'am, don't be nervous."

Dashuai Cao sat down aside and looked at Song Chi with a dignified expression: "I will take care of the prison and the yamen, and I will probably be too busy to take care of the rest, so my daughter-in-law is on the way, please Mother needs to take care of her more."

"What are you talking about? I watched this child grow up. I am more heartbroken than anyone else when this kind of thing happens."

Aunt Lin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, remembered something, hesitated a little and asked: "By the way, have you found the vicious murderer?"

Hearing this, Dashuai Cao looked at the night sky outside the window, as if lost in thought.

For a long time.

Cao Dashuai's eyes were calm and unwavering, and he said word by word: "He can't escape."

There are some things that cannot be covered with paper, and are destined to be hidden. .