After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

He thought about it over and over again, but it didn't seem right. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are Zhao and her daughter?"

Hearing this, some people glanced at him and thought, it was already such a late hour, his father's body was lying in the hall, and he was actually asking irrelevant people.

Someone else answered casually: "Then Zhao took her daughter to the town and opened a shop!"

"When did you go?"

"It's been a long time, maybe half a month or so!"

There was a fierce light in Cao Shuqing's eyes.

Changed, everything changed!

In his previous life, Zhao had never left Taohua Village, and Meng Yufan had the opportunity to leave only after following him.

One of that mother and daughter must have been reborn, just like him!

So if Zhao hadn't died, their lives would have been getting better and better, but he, his father had died!

He said in a hoarse voice: "How did my father die?"

A tribesman answered, "Your father may have had cramps in his legs and feet while swimming, and then hit a rock, so he drowned. The city's coroner has examined him."

"No, it's impossible, my dad can swim!" Cao Shuqing's eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were dark and deep: "Besides, the weather is not hot at this time, and my dad doesn't like swimming!"

Li had raised this question before, so no one thought it was a big deal when Cao Shuqing raised it now. Some people even said, "He just fell into the river accidentally while walking by it."

Cao Shuqing said nothing more.

If he hadn't asked his father to kill Zhao Susu, he would have easily accepted that his father had drowned accidentally.

He wants to get to the bottom of it.

He also had to make other plans regarding the matter of Zhao's mother and daughter.

Because the body had been soaked for too long, it was not kept for seven days and was hastily buried after only two days.

Cao Shuqing wore mourning clothes to send off the coffin, and took off the mourning clothes immediately after returning home.

Li looked at him in shock: "Shuqing, how could you..."

"I have something else to do!" Cao Shuqing said coldly, then strode away.

His mother is really confused. His father is dead, so why is she still obsessed with asking him to stay at home and observe the 49th day of mourning?

Cao Shuqing returned to town that same day.

But he didn't go to private school.

He easily found out about Zhao Susu's tailor shop.

The shop was open, but Meng Yufan was not there.

There was only Zhao Susu there. There were no guests at that time. She lowered her head and was sewing clothes.

Looking at Zhao Susu's peaceful expression, her gentle and demure way of sewing clothes, and the smile that appeared unintentionally at the corner of her mouth, it was obvious that she was living a good life.

Cao Shuqing's eyes became more obscure, and the coldness in his gaze became even stronger.

He suddenly walked over quickly.

Zhao Susu looked up when she felt someone coming in. Just as she was about to smile and greet them, Cao Shuqing had already quickly closed the door.

The door slammed, scaring Zhao Susu. Why is this kid like this? It's not his house, why is he closing the door?

Zhao Susu stood up in a hurry. Before she could say anything, Cao Shuqing had already approached her. His cold and stern voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue: "It's you, you killed my father!"

Zhao Susu was stunned. She was surprised: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Thanks to such a long period of training, Zhao Susu's social phobia has improved a lot. In addition, Cao Shuqing's words were too outrageous, so she refuted without thinking.

Cao Shuqing stared at her coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives.

But she only saw the confusion and self-righteousness in Zhao Susu's eyes!

A dark flash flashed in Cao Shuqing's eyes: "Why did you kill my father?"

Zhao Susu was furious: "How can you talk like that, kid? He's big and strong, can I kill him?"

After she finished her anger, she responded: "No, your father is dead?"

Cao Shuqing's eyes were filled with hatred: "Stop pretending. My father is dead and has been buried! Only you, only you can kill him!"

Zhao Susu was stunned for a moment. She wished that Cao the Butcher would die. That bastard had touched her once or twice.

But she didn't, so you can't frame her!

"I'm in town, how could I kill him? I can't even hide from him!" Zhao Susu was filled with hatred and anger, and annoyance, and complexity in her annoyance.

"You hate him, so you killed him!" Cao Shuqing was aggressive. He took a step forward, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison: "My father sells pork every day and goes home after selling. It's impossible for him to go to the river. It's you, right? You led him to the river, right?"

Zhao Susu felt his fierce eyes. Even though he was just a little kid, he was still scary, especially the oppressive aura from him, which was so heavy that it made people feel suffocated.

She involuntarily took a step back, but behind her was the chair he had just sat on, and she immediately fell into it.

Just now she was taller than Cao Shuqing, but now it was Cao Shuqing who was looking down on her.

Now the layers of oppression seemed to be more substantial. He reached out and grabbed the front of her shirt, his eyes full of hatred and his voice cold: "It was you who went to the river to wash clothes and pushed him into the water! Life for life, give me back my father's life!"

Zhao Susu was stunned. The look in the eyes scared her, but the child's words made her angry.

Meng Yu had completely hypnotized her into hiding that memory, so she reached out to pry Cao Shuqing's hand away, angry and confused:

"I go to the river to wash clothes at home. Everyone in the village goes to the river to wash clothes. But why would I push him? You kid, even if your father is dead, you can't just accuse someone!"

"Are you back?" Cao Shuqing said suddenly without moving his hands.

He was close, and although the door was closed, the lighting in the room was excellent, and he could clearly see every change on Zhao Susu's face.

Zhao Susu's face was filled with anger, surprise and bewilderment. "I haven't been back since I arrived in town. Where should I go back to? Your family is not done with you, right? Your mother made a scene in front of my shop before, and I was almost fired by my boss. Now you come again and accuse me of murder. Do you want to force us, an orphan and a widow, to death?"

Cao Shuqing used his eyes that had seen countless people, his extraordinary insight, and his ability to judge people from so many years in the officialdom to carefully discern the changes in Zhao Susu's expression. His eyes became more and more sinister.

He knew very little about this woman in his previous life, but her eyes could not deceive anyone.

This woman doesn't look like she has been reborn.

Daddy’s death has nothing to do with her!

So, the one who was reborn was still the same Meng Yufan?

He asked, "Where is Meng Yufan?"

Zhao Susu slapped the hand that was still grabbing her chest. Her eyes turned red when she heard this. It was the look of a mother animal protecting her cub: "What do you want to do? I don't allow you to bully A Yu. Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I die!"

Cao Shuqing let go of her hand and glanced at her with disdain. Is she dead? She died in her previous life, so casually.

Who can she protect?

At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed open.

The light suddenly shone in, causing Cao Shuqing to squint his eyes.

At the same time, he was stunned. Just now, did he seem to have bolted the door? Did he bolt it? Maybe he didn't bolt it. If he had bolted it, it would be impossible to open it from the outside!

A small figure stood at the door and walked in towards the light.