The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

Dou Dalong looked at his father Dou Youde in panic.

"Dalong, I'm afraid we are really finished this time..." Dou Youde was also very panicked.

What can he do? He was also desperate.

Of the three people in the room now, only Li Cuifang, who was already lying on the board, had her hands and feet not tied.

Dou Youde and Dou Dalong were tied up tightly, and no part of their bodies could move except their mouths.

"Dad, those people heard everything the three of us said clearly. In addition, Dou Dahu's body was found in the wolf cave. I'm afraid it's impossible for us to deny this crime." Dou Dalong saw it quite clearly.

After hearing his son's words, Dou Youde's eyes became even more desperate and he let out a long sigh.

"I'm afraid if we go to the government office tomorrow, we will be convicted directly."

"Dad, Mom is already dead. We can put most of the blame on her. She can be considered to have died a worthy death."

Dou Dalong is such a filial son.

If Li Cuifang was not dead yet and heard what Dou Dalong said, she would be so angry that she would pretend to be dead on the spot.

When Dou Youde heard this, he immediately felt that what his son said made sense.

He suddenly thought of something and frowned tightly.

"But even so, we can't get rid of all the blame. After all, the dead won't speak. No matter how much we say, they won't believe it all..."

Dou Dalong was not surprised by Dou Youde's words, as if everything was already in his expectation.

"Dad, don't you still have me?"

"Me?" Dou Youde looked at Dou Dalong in confusion, not understanding what his son meant.

"Yes, mother is dead, but you are still alive." Dou Dalong continued.

Dou Youde's eyes were still confused and he was at a loss for a moment.

"What does this have to do with whether I'm alive or not?"

"There are only two men in our family now, you and I. We can't both be put in this situation, right? Dad, you're already so old, you've lived enough. Your grandson is still young, and he can't be without a father, right?"

While Dou Youde was stunned, Dou Dalong continued speaking.

"If I really go to jail, how can you, an old man and your daughter-in-law, survive out there? I'm afraid Xiaohui will run away with someone else in a few years, and then your grandson will not only be without a father, but also a mother."

Seeing that Dou Youde had no reaction, Dou Dalong gave him another strong dose.

"Dad, that's your grandson, can you really bear it? The bloodline of the Dou family cannot be cut off with you! How are you going to explain to your ancestors when you go to the underworld?"

This method really worked, and Dou Youde finally responded.

"Da Long, hey, Dad knows, Dad knows everything..."

Dou Youde sighed and shook his head.

He now understood what Dou Dalong meant. It was simply to let him take the remaining charges on himself so as to protect Dou Dalong as much as possible.

But he really couldn't resign himself to this.

Dou Dahu's family had obviously died out long ago. There were wolves on that mountain, and most people wouldn't dare to go there without preparation.

According to common sense, Dou Dahu's body would not be discovered for decades. If it takes longer, even the bones would be turned into powder.

It seems that God is not on his side this time.

Dou Youde quickly figured it out and realized that the method proposed by Dou Dalong was the best solution at the moment.

However, when Dou Dalong said these words himself, it felt completely different from when Dou Youde said them himself.

The son who had been raised for so many years resolutely pushed his father away at the critical moment of life and death.

Dou Youde felt uncomfortable and even a little sad.

However, this sadness did not last long because it was too cold in the woodshed in the winter.

The father and son were so cold that they couldn't sleep and didn't dare to sleep. They could only lean on each other to keep warm.

In the entire woodshed, Li Cuifang was the only one lying on the ground and "sleeping" soundly.

The two brothers Li Ya and Li Yi stayed in one room, the old Taoist stayed with the three brothers of the He family, and the rest of the female family members stayed together.

The room of the three He brothers.

After the old Taoist entered the room, he tore off the white beard stuck on his chin and found a place to sit down.

Only then did He Tianci recognize who the old Taoist was.

He said that as soon as he came in, he felt the old Taoist looked very familiar.

He was also wondering where his mother found this old Taoist con man to play tricks on him. It turned out that the old Taoist was actually Song the Butcher in disguise.

"Song the Butcher! It's you!" He Tianci exclaimed, causing He Chuanzong and He Chuanjia to raise their heads and stare at Song Chaochao's face.

"Brother Song, it's really you!" He Chuanzong also recognized Song Chaochao and shouted happily.

"Brother Song, you acted so well. I didn't even realize it was you." He Chuanjia laughed.

Song Chaochao raised the corners of his mouth stiffly and gave a somewhat awkward smile to the three people in front of him.

He said, "Hi--"

This is considered as a greeting to these three brothers.

The three brothers didn't mind Song Chaochao's cold attitude at all. They happily surrounded Song Chaochao and started asking questions one after another.

"Brother Song, I see that you are not that old, but you can act so brilliantly. You are really talented." He Tianci said and gave Song Chaochao a thumbs up.

"Brother Song, although we meet almost every day, to be honest, we don't know you very well." He Chuanzong rarely gossiped.

When He Chuanjia saw his elder brother like this, he immediately learned from him.

"Yes, Brother Song, you look about the same age as us, so you should have been married a long time ago. Brother Song, how many children do you have now? How old are they?"

It turns out that one of the natures of human beings is to love gossip.

Even the most honest person can't resist gossiping.

After hearing what the three people said, a crack finally appeared on Song Chaochao's expressionless face.

After a long silence, Song Chaochao spoke slowly.

"My wife passed away a long time ago, and my daughter is nowhere to be found. I have adopted two daughters now..."

The three He brothers, who were originally smiling, immediately retracted their smiles and replaced them with solemn expressions after hearing what Song Chaochao said.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry, we shouldn't ask this."

He Chuanjia, who asked the most detailed questions, first sincerely apologized to Song Chaochao.

But it was obvious that Song Chaochao didn't mind He Chuanjia's question just now.

There was finally some human warmth in his eyes, as if he was missing something.

He ignored He Chuanjia's apology and continued preaching.

"My wife was a very kind person who did many good things in her life, but she was killed in an accident. When she died, our daughter was still very young and she didn't even know what death meant.

She only knew that she hadn’t seen her mother for a long time. She wanted to find her mother, but no matter how the child and her grandmother tried to comfort her, it was useless. The child kept crying and crying…”

"What happened later?" He Chuanjia was so fascinated by what he heard that he couldn't help but ask.