In the book, I was fed by my sister

Just as Yang Yihe was about to leave, Song Li hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes, her voice carrying a hint of urgency: "Sir, please wait a moment!"

Yang Yihe stopped, frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the little girl who was pulling at the corner of his clothes, and asked in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

Song Li took a deep breath and said, "I have a friend who is in jail. I want to ask, when will her case be brought to trial? I heard from my sister that the government office has been busy with taxation and grain issues recently. How long will it take to finish?"

Now that Da Mai was in prison, he could only get in touch with him twice a month. The people who sent food and messages to him were all sent in during these two days, so the yamen runners were not as careful as before. They just took the food and sent him away quickly.

"Your friend? Why is your friend in jail? Did he not listen to the adults? Is he locked up at home?" Yang Yihe felt that the friends of children of this age were probably about the same age.

Song Li shook her head. "Her name is Li Baomai, which means wheat. Sir, when you are done with your work, I hope you can handle her case as soon as possible."

"It's Damaiya!" Li Zi and several other children also reacted and realized that the new county magistrate would definitely be able to rescue Damaiya.

Seeing Song Li's serious face and the other children were also very excited, Yang Yihe squatted down and asked, "How old is your friend?"

"Should be... eighteen or nineteen?" Song Li remembered hearing Grandma Gu say that he was a few years older than her elder sister.

Yang Yihe nodded and continued to ask: "Oh? Then why was she arrested?"

"Because it hurts people!" one child answered.

"She didn't mean it!"

"She's a fool!"

"Fools hurt people!"

The children started talking all at once. They knew nothing about the matter and all the information they had came from the fragments of words their parents heard after they returned home.

Although Li Zi and the others wanted to defend Da Mai, saying that she would not hit anyone, too many adults told them to stay away from Da Mai and be careful not to get hurt by mistake.

"Because she resisted!" Song Li said, "I played with her every day and she was never hurt. Even when we fought and she was hurt, she never fought back. That man was hurt because he broke into her house in the middle of the night and did something bad to her, and she accidentally hurt him when she resisted." She remembered Su Xiaoxiao once said, "This is called self-defense! She has no one to rely on, and she is not as good as me in speaking and doing things. If she hurts someone to prevent others from hurting herself, is it wrong?"

Yang Yihe was shocked when he heard Song Li's story.

If the little girl named Dongmei was smart and quick-witted, Yang Yihe was quite surprised. He was surprised. But he was even more shocked that this little Douzi, at such a young age, could describe an incident so calmly and methodically.

Not only Yang Yihe, but also Li Rongrong and others beside him showed an expression of disbelief. When did Song Li become able to say so many words in one breath?

Seeing that Yang Yihe didn't say anything, Song Li continued to ask, "Sir, do you think he did anything wrong? Is this considered self-defense?"

Yang Yihe said solemnly: "Although I don't understand what "legitimate defense" means, "Shun Dian" mentioned "眚惧肆舍" (pardon for misfortune) in the Book of History. He was afraid that the children present did not understand "眚呀肆舍" (pardon for misfortune), so he explained: "This sentence means that a crime committed by negligence should be pardoned."

After hearing this explanation, Song Li's tense nerves finally relaxed, and the worries and doubts in her heart also dissipated.

Seeing this, Yang Yihe knew that the little girl had understood what he meant. He nodded gently and said firmly: "I will carefully investigate the truth and deal with this matter fairly."

In addition to Song Li, Dong Mei also understood what Yang Yihe said, and a happy smile appeared on her little face.

Yang Yihe looked at the two smart children in front of him and felt happy but also sorry.

"Okay, I have to go." Yang Yihe stood up and patted his sleeves.

"I have to go back and tell my sister, you guys continue to play." Song Li said to the others, asking Su Xiaoxiao to prepare the complaint in advance.