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"Bai Yu."

Zhao Wenxiao walked quickly to Liang Baiyu's side, and scanned his body with the flashlight: "How is the injury?"

"It's okay." Liang Baiyu rubbed her chest.

Zhao Wenxiao cast a caring look: "What's going on?"

Liang Baiyu glanced at the woman lying on the ground.

Zhao Wenxiao looked down at the past along his line of sight, adding a little displeasure to the visitor's gentle tone: "Sister, your child scratched Bai Yu's arm and almost raped him. What happened to your family has nothing to do with him. He is innocent, please respect yourself."

Mother Zhang's shoulders kept shaking.

"Little sister-in-law said that her whole family was harmed by me." Liang Baiyu dictated what Zhang's mother said.

Zhao Wenxiao frowned: "What kind of mess is there, you have to have a degree in brain supplementation."

Liang Baiyu shrugged helplessly, and said in a considerate way: "Such a big incident happened at home, and it hit her too hard. She must be confused, and she doesn't even know what she is talking about."

"I don't think it's all fake. Didn't that kid admit it and tell the story himself? A mother wants to blame others for the crimes committed by her own children." Zhao Wenxiao picked up the stick on the ground and rubbed it with his fingers. Put the dark brown trace on the tip of your nose and sniff it, "There is blood on it, and there is still a little pheromone left. It should belong to Liu Kuan. I will show it to the village chief later."

"Hey..." Liang Baiyu sighed, his face full of compassion.

Before the ending sound escaped from his lips, he closed his teeth quickly, lowered his eyes, and his eyelids spasmed slightly.

Zhang's mother bit Liang Baiyu's calf tightly.

Zhao Wenxiao's complexion changed drastically, and he grabbed her by the neck forcefully, forcing her to let go.

Liang Baiyu's calf was bleeding profusely. Zhao Wenxiao wanted to carry him, but he refused.

"It's okay, I just lost a piece of meat, not a missing leg." Liang Baiyu breathed out a few breaths, he walked away from the wall with a pale face, and walked home step by step, his body under the torn shirt and trousers was dripping with cold sweat.

Zhao Wenxiao's footsteps were stopped by a force.

"Wen Xiao, listen to me, it's all true, he's lying..." Mother Zhang grabbed the corner of Zhao Wenxiao's clothes tightly, digging her fingernails into the fabric, she spoke incoherently, her mouth was covered in blood, she looked like a madman Attack, "He is an evil spirit, my son, my boss, let's have a good family..."

Zhao Wenxiao got rid of Zhang's mother impatiently, caught up with Liang Baiyu with a flashlight, and gave him a light to light his way.

Zhang's mother was stunned: "Don't believe me...you son..."

Not long after, Zhang's mother said the same thing to several villagers. They didn't really want to talk to her, and they were afraid that she would go crazy and hurt others, so they replied a few words perfunctorily and left.

As the saying goes: one mouth two tongues, two tongues hundred words.

Everyone has infinite imagination in other people's daily routines, and is always full of energy.

What Zhang Jiawa explained had allowed them to sum up a complete cause and effect through several rounds of rhetoric.

There is no need for the old village head to inform the results of the investigation, they all know it, that's all.

Although they didn't like Liang Baiyu's shameless, seductive demeanor, they also knew that Liu Kuan's death was not at his hands.

Now the village has been talking about it for a long time, and everyone believes that Zhang Jiawa is the murderer.

The child is a good child, be careful to raise him with his heart, but he was seduced by Liang Baiyu's vixen, his mind was fascinated, his mind was not clear for a while, he did something wrong, and he didn't dare to come out to confess his guilt later, and he went crazy because of premature differentiation , I have suffered a lot, and my parents have been hurt by him, the family is very pitiful.

But isn't the Liu family pitiful?

People from a village can't see each other when they look up and see each other when they look down. After so many years of friendship, everyone doesn't want to speak for anyone.

"You don't even believe me." Seeing that those people didn't turn their heads, Zhang's mother went crazy, "Okay, that's great, that's great..."

"Hahahaha-"

That night, a loud horn sounded in the village, and the old village head notified everyone for a meeting.

Except for the Liu family and the Zhang family, every other family sent a representative.

The venue is the rice bed in front of the old village head's house. The big guys sit on the small benches they bring with them, each with a flashlight.

The purpose of this meeting is to bring an end to that brutal murder case.

The old village head said that Dr. Huang gave Zhang Jiawa acupuncture and moxibustion. He has recovered his sanity and will not behave violently again in a short time.

Zhang Jiawa was young and couldn't hide her thoughts, so she recruited as soon as she asked, and said everything.

Everything is the same as what he said in front of the haystack.

"This is not the first time I have said that peace is the most important thing in everything, and peace is the most important thing." The old village head shouted into the loudspeaker, "We must give ourselves a wake-up call on this matter. Impulse is the devil, think twice Then go."

"and also!"

The old village chief shouted with all his might, blue veins appeared on his skinny neck, and the mouth of the horn was sprayed with saliva, "The Zhang family's concealment was wrong, it was wrong. There is a god three feet above the head, paper can't wrap the fire, it's dry." If you break the law, don’t think you can hide it! We should stand up, admit our mistakes, apologize, and bear the consequences we should bear! Be a person who is worthy of the kindness of this land’s upbringing!”

There was neat applause on the rice bed.

In this poor and remote place, the old village head's prestige is greater than the sky.

After all, he was the herb that brought hope to everyone, otherwise the village would have perished long ago.

After the applause, it was the villagers' turn to speak.

"Village Chief, although Liang Baiyu didn't kill him, he is the root cause of this man-made disaster in our village."

"Yes, village chief, we all know what kind of person Liu Kuan is. He wouldn't scold Liang Baiyu for no reason. Liang Baiyu must have done something disgusting to him behind his back."

"Liu Kuan is gentle and polite. He has read books and seen the world. I believe him when he is forced to say dirty words, but I don't believe him when he says that he tied people to the cellar and played badly. He doesn't even think it's good. Well, Zhang Jiawa must have heard it wrong." An Omega said, "It seems that I had auditory hallucinations and saw hallucinations before my split."

Many people echoed, "Yes, I have had it too."

"Anyway, without Liang Baiyu, nothing would happen."

"..."

"Don't let him stay in the village."

"..."

"Let him go!"

"Let him go!"

Father Yang, who had been listening for a long time in the back row, couldn't hold back, and said, "This is his house, we have no right to drive him away, right?"

Father Yang's voice is not loud, but his ideas are quite different, and the volume has its own amplification function.

The attention of the big guys turned to him in unison.

"Old Yang, aren't you, you speak for that ghostly kid?"

"You know the cooker, so you can't make trouble with you?"

"Don't talk about it, he doesn't buy anything from anyone's house, he only buys from Lao Yang's house, and the relationship is close."

"That's right. If it were me, no matter how much money he gave, even if it was gold, I wouldn't sell him a vegetable leaf."

Some people are bitter, some are envious, some are jealous, some laugh at sarcasm, and some are just watching the fun...

Father Yang was so angry that he threw away the cigarette butt, picked up the small bench and left.

The old village chief raised his hand: "Stop arguing, what Lao Yang said is reasonable, our village has the land of the Liang family, and it is reasonable for future generations to come back and live there for as long as possible, so I hope you don't like it, but don't be too excited. To pay attention to him, the key is to live a good life at home.”

"If you can't drive him away, then tell him to leave!" The young Alpha with a mischievous eyebrow shook his legs and shouted, "It's all right now!"

Many people booed.

I don't know if he just wants to let him leave without staying any longer, or if he has some other purpose to do something while he is on the way out of the mountain.

The old village head's old voice was a little tired, he waved his hand: "The meeting will end here, let's go."

When Chen Song on the mountain knew about this, the Zhang family was gone.

Zhang's father was bitten by the child and lost a lot of blood, so he couldn't be rescued.

Zhang Jiawa didn't want to be sent to the county police station. He wounded his guards and fled, only to stumble and fall into the river.

Husband and children are gone, Zhang's mother couldn't hold on, and went crazy.

Standing in the courtyard of Liang Baiyu's house, Chen Suone saw him lying on the stone mill basking in the sun, his lips were bloodless, his face turned blue, but he was in good spirits, so he walked a few steps closer and asked him how his injuries were.

"It's all skin trauma." Liang Baiyu rested his head on his uninjured left arm, "You came early, I can cook something delicious for you tomorrow."

"No rush." ​​Chen Suone reached out to touch his right arm.

Liang Baiyu avoided it: "Why, if you want to see it, why don't I show it to you?"

"You have to say it first." He squinted at the man complainingly.

Chen Song said, "I want to see it."

Liang Baiyu rolled up the sleeve of his right hand: "Look."

A slender, shiny, silky forearm was exposed to the sun, and the wound near the inner side was wrapped with a white cloth strip. There were a few small blood spots on the outer layer, but nothing else could be seen.

Chen Song didn't look back for a while.

"My calf is also hurt." Liang Baiyu suddenly acted like a baby to him, "Would you like to take a look too?"

Chen Song frowned: "Where?"

Liang Baiyu stretched her legs.

Chen Suone bent down and squatted down, caressing the legs of the young man's trousers with two fingers, and carefully fished them up.

"The wound was deep, and there was a lot of blood." Liang Baiyu's leg moved, "Doctor Huang also gave me more than a dozen stitches, without anesthetic."

Chen Su's throat was dry and tight.

"Are you saying that I am a victim?" Liang Baiyu looked at his straight head spinning.

"Yes."

"Then why do you still put the blame on me and don't want me to live here?" Liang Baiyu's petal-shaped mouth curled up, "I can't live here, where should I live?"

Chen Song looked up at the young man, he wanted to say something, but the words were cut off when he reached his mouth.

"Let's not talk about this." Liang Baiyu retracted his legs, and spread his long hair on the graphite with his left arm. "Why are your hands bloodshot?"

Chen Song was silent.

In the past few days since my father became incontinent, he has been carrying diapers from morning to night, and his relatives don't wash them.

The diapers were cut from the old sheets at the bottom of the press box. They were very hard and stingy when rubbed.

After rubbing too much, his rough skin can't bear it.

"Don't say it if you don't want to." Liang Baiyu said empathetically, "How long can you stay in the village? Are you going back to the mountain soon?"

"You can stay." Chen Song said.

"Then you will accompany me." Liang Baiyu put his hands on his thick shoulders, stood up with his body, and walked into the room, "You can go when I fall asleep."

When passing by the main room, Chen Su's eyes flicked over the two portraits.

No matter which time he saw him, there was no dust on the portrait.

"If Mr. Zhao comes looking for me, don't worry about it." Liang Baiyu took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, "I'm silent in the room, so he won't knock on the door again."

"You don't want to inquire about the details of the Zhang family, it has nothing to do with you."

"Also, no matter what gossip you hear, what quarrels you see, or what shady tricks you discover, you should stop meddling in other people's affairs. Whether they are right or wrong is a family, and in retrospect Blame you."

Liang Baiyu muttered a few words, his voice changed from clear to indistinct, and then only breathless. He put his hands on the quilt, and he looked sweet and obedient when he fell asleep.

Chen Song sat on the wooden board next to the bed where the shoes were placed, leaning against the edge of the bed, "I'm not the kind of person who meddles in other people's business."

"I'm not a Bodhisattva either. I'm good to everyone." He whispered.

What responded to him was the sound of light breathing.

When Liang Baiyu went to bed, the old hen in the courtyard was squatting in the nest.

He woke up before the egg was laid.

This sleep was too short, but it made him sweat all over, his scalp was prickly, and his limbs were stiff and cold.

Chen Song asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Liang Baiyu pulled up the pink quilt, and rubbed her sweaty face against it: "I dreamed of a chubby bear. It gave me a beautiful little flower and said it wanted to be nice to me."

"and then?"

"Then it played with me, and we became good friends." Liang Baiyu looked at the old mosquito net above his head, "One day, it suddenly turned into a group of strange trees."

Chen Song followed him to answer the question: "Strange tree?"

"That's right, a group of strange trees that can move, and the branches are all alive, with very sharp and long teeth, entangled around my body one by one, I can't escape no matter what, it hurts me to death." Liang Bai Yu seemed to really feel the pain, her eyebrows furrowed in pain.

Chen Suone's breathing was heavy, he arched his back, patted the quilt with his palm a few times, and comforted him strangely: "It's just a dream."

"That's right, it was just a dream. Fortunately, I woke up." Liang Baiyu pulled the corners of his pale mouth and smiled.

"I'm all wet, help me get some clean clothes, it's in the closet." Liang Baiyu lifted the quilt to let the stuffy heat escape.

Chen Song went to fetch it for him.

Liang Baiyu asked Chen Suone to go to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water for him, and he wanted to take a bath.

Chen Su was very quick in his work, and quickly prepared all the things Liang Baiyu wanted, and he went out.

Liang Baiyu stopped him: "Don't go, my back is not easy to wipe, please help me."

"No." Chen Suone flatly refused.

"Okay then, open the window and call Mr. Zhao for me." Liang Baiyu rolled up a towel with one finger and stroked it in the basin, "I'll ask him to wipe it for me."

Those who came to the door turned around and stood in front of him, shadows covering him.

Liang Baiyu raised his face with a smile.

The seductive and fragile lines of the neck were pulled out, and beads of sweat slid down his blue blood vessels, making people who saw this scene want to get up and suck it away.

"Why don't you talk?" Liang Baiyu laughed.

Chen Song: "Take off your clothes."

"That's right." Liang Baiyu unbuttoned his shirt one by one. He was injured, and his strength was stronger than usual. He didn't want to undo the buttons before he finished undoing them, and asked Chen Suone to help him.

Chen Suone looked over, and the muscles on his back jumped out as tight as an enemy: "I am a healthy, unaccompanied, adult Alpha."

"I know." Liang Baiyu raised his beautiful chin, "Hurry up, the water is getting cold."

Chen Song strode out. He checked the barrier buckle on his left ear, and after making sure he had put it on, he went back to the room, walked to the bed and sat down.

Liang Baiyu lazily opened his arms.

Chen Su's upper body leaned closer to the young man, lowered his head to touch the buttons of his clothes, his eyes fell on the quilt and did not look at his exposed white chest.

The finger bones are stiff, and the heartbeat is noisier than the chirping of cicadas in summer.