C18 (2/2)

”None... ”I didn't, why would I harm him …”

There was still some sympathy for the person in front of me, and at the same time, I was filled with fear when I heard what the woman had said.

Thus, at this moment, I no longer held any coldness towards living people and seriously explained.

However, when I wanted to explain everything from the beginning, I suddenly stopped because … I can't say...

What do you mean? That Da Xiong wanted to rape me?

The woman in front of him was already very upset. If he really said that, it would be rubbing salt on her wounds.

In the past, Da Xiong could still be domineering when he was still alive, but now that he's dead, he won't have a good reputation anymore. I don't want his mother's spine to be exposed again …

As for this slap … After all, if it wasn't for me, Da Xiong wouldn't have died. If I had been able to go and take a look, even if I couldn't stop him from dying, I could at least understand how he died.

Seeing that I didn't say anything after a long time, the woman's palm came slapping me again. She slapped me a few times from left to right.

I felt a burning pain in my face, and the people around me, I glanced at them, and I thought I saw them laughing, laughing at me as if I were watching a show.

As for the two people behind me, their arms were like pincers, tightly grabbing onto me, preventing me from moving an inch.

”Tell me!” Speak! The last person my son saw last night was you. You dare to say that my son's death had nothing to do with you?

Did you seduce my son and kill him? Speak! Speak! You slut, just because you're young you learn to act coquettish! ”

In fact, everyone present, including Da Xiong's mother, saw the piece of meat in Da Xiong's hand, as well as the wound on Da Xiong's neck.

It was impossible for me to have created these things. However, such a big hat was hanging on my head.

I don't know if Da Xiong's mother lost his reason because of being too sad, or if he wanted to find a reason to vent his feelings.

Or perhaps it could be said that everyone present truly believed from the bottom of their hearts that my adoptive father would do something unorthodox, and thus, my body was tainted with a certain evil aura. The terrible scene in front of me was all my doing.

At this time, Da Xiong's mother had become even more crazy, cursing and slapping his own face.

Because of those slaps, the current me couldn't even say a single word. However, I vaguely felt that it was very likely that Da Xiong's mother would beat me to death here.

In a remote area in a poor village, if someone were to really kill someone, as long as no one reported him to the police and he was buried, he would be able to continue living peacefully.

Just then, Liu Songxian suddenly came out from the crowd and stood in front of me.

”Sis, calm down. Why do you have to hold onto such a little girl and not let her go?”

Look at how weak she is. How could she possibly kill someone?

Furthermore, it's not like you didn't see it, elder sister. Your Da Xiong is … It's very likely that he committed suicide. Before beating someone up, he has to first figure out whether or not it's a suicide. ”

”What is it? This little vixen's father had just died, and she was immediately protected by other men, wasn't she?

Uncle Liu, this is none of your business. Last night, the last person Brother Da Xiong saw was this little girl. It's you? ”

This time, the one who spoke was a person grabbing onto me from behind, a brother of Da Xiong.

He said with a weird tone, but in truth, his tone was full of hints, and even pointed straight at Liu Songxian.

”I know that you helped this little girl carry the coffin yesterday. Why didn't you go back? Did you do something else?”

These words were more painful to me than a slap to the face, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before these words spread around the village again.

I felt that my dignity was being trampled upon. What kind of humiliation was it for a girl to be brought here and slapped in public and accused of stealing a man …

But at this time, Liu Songxian did not beat around the bush and only asked:

”You said that Da Xiong went up the mountain to see Xiao Die last night, then tell me now, why did he go to see Xiao Die?”

Liu Songxian was after all, an older person, and his words had hit the nail on the head.

In fact, everyone in the village could guess what Da Xiong was doing on the mountain, but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud. Da Xiong's two brothers were too embarrassed to say it out loud.

It was one thing to not understand it, another to not say it.

”Who knows what sort of tricks this little vixen used to trick my son. She's a vixen, a scourge!”

Da Xiong's mother said with a hint of a sobbing tone, as if he wanted to hit me.