Quick Transmigration: Leisure

So many years have passed.

What's the point of fighting over a worthless life! Even if you take it, he'll live many more years, so it's not a loss at all!

Seeing that their leader was not flustered, the Tao family members relaxed.

Their arrogance gradually returned.

But soon, the door reopened.

The instructor led a group of people in, followed by a lawyer pushing a wheelchair and escorts.

"..." The blacksmith suppressed his expression, not uttering a single word since entering the room, until his eyes turned red.

I can't understand why, even though the boss is safe, I'm stepping forward to represent him and accept trial.

And yet, we ended up meeting like this.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered.

"I confess. I am the core figure of Yao Village, Yao San, the head of the family's own son. It's more reliable to arrest me, isn't it?" The old man in the wheelchair was calm and composed, as if he wasn't there to recount his background and crimes.

It felt more like watching a good show, with the director giving a speech.

"You, what evidence do you have?"

“Yaoji, I know him.” Everyone’s gaze followed Yao Sanzhi’s direction and saw that Old Tao’s face was ashen. He was staring intently at the man in the wheelchair, as if he were seeing a dead man come back to life.

This is the person he personally knocked unconscious from behind and then pushed off the cliff.

The eldest child was picked up from someone else's side.

At that time, there weren't many newborns in the village, and even fewer were lucky enough to survive. He initially really hoped that this "eldest grandson" would be successful and work hard for the Tao family.

To clear myself of the secret and shameful experience of serving those few Yao families back then.

Before the chaos ended, he managed to collect some interest.

They were still hoping that this grandson would continue to give them a good time.

But, unexpectedly, I still got to see the "young master".

"Pah! I've never seen him." Old Tao denied it. What right did a tender young seedling have to bite him?

"Let me help you remember. Yaoji, the notorious lackey of Yaozhai, specializes in doing despicable things in secret. Then he makes his brothers take the blame for him. For example, the Erduo family. Oh, right, now he's called Teacher Lixing, he killed your whole family." The wheelchair-bound leader, Yaosan, swept his gaze across everyone present.

"The Xia and Gu families were merely suspected descendants of the Erduo family whom he silenced."

"The Zou family, the Bai family, and the Liu family were all people who had connections with the Erduo family back then."

“Over the years, I’ve been trying to get revenge on Erduo. I’ve been investigating and inquiring, but every time I met someone, they disappeared. I thought some surviving brothers were helping me, but who knew it was you, the traitor.”

"..."

Everyone was speechless from the shock.

Coming to his senses, Li Xing gritted his teeth, his hands trembling so badly he could barely see the objects in front of him.

Tao Pu understood most of it, and he felt itchy all over.

I feel dirty because I have blood ties with such a family.

Xia Youmi looked solemn. In the original text, until the very end, the truth about the Xia family and the Gu family being silenced was never revealed.

Even if Yao San brings it up now, it doesn't necessarily mean it's the truth.

Her family indeed had no connection with Erduo or the bandits, at least according to what she knew of their past.

The blacksmith felt heartbroken for his elder brother; they were both young people who had no choice in the place they grew up in.

Protected by his family, he never gets involved in any disruptive activities.

If it weren't for his younger brother being kidnapped, he would have been sustained by a single belief, by the desire for revenge after being wiped out, and by the blacksmith's son, who couldn't survive in the garbage he found, and who resembled his younger brother in his foolishness.

If none of these are available, his energy and spirit will be completely drained.

It declined rapidly.

He was told by the crooked letter left by the blacksmith that he had to take the blame and that the eldest brother should hurry up and find a new way out to live a good life.

I was so angry I almost laughed.

Aside from his carving skills, the blacksmith couldn't even write, nor did he have any sense of situational awareness.

It was indeed impossible to evacuate completely under a thorough search, but why did that fool think he was the one who had to be sacrificed?

The Harrier is on the verge of collapse.

The turning point came with a combination of an old lady and a child.

They say the ears belong to the Tao family.

After he was personally taken to identify the person, he discovered that the Tao family was not him!

In particular, because of the martial law, he secretly saw the letter, which had Old Tao's name written on it.

And the village's various reports about Old Man Tao.

He realized he had contacted the wrong person.

They also silently bore the burden of several lives.

What a shame!

They were not cowards; years of peaceful life had taught them right from wrong.

Even though the hatred remains.

But the inner struggle between good and evil persists.

The other party promised to appeal on behalf of the blacksmith, who had almost no major faults except for the original sin of his birth.

Leaders will support a correct view of historical issues and will not condemn them outright.

Once the mystery surrounding him is solved, the blacksmith can walk openly in the sunlight, marry, have children, and live a normal life.

As a key figure, he will definitely be dealt with. Surrendering himself will help him get a reduced sentence, and reporting the Tao family and others will make them return the stolen goods, which will be a great achievement.

When he comes out again, he might be able to support the blacksmith and his wife and live happily together for many years.

have to say.

Grandma Li Xing was a cultured woman, and her eloquence was unmatched by ordinary people.

With the added pressure from the instructor and the Lu Zhu couple, Yao San was persuaded to turn himself in, thus clearing the names of all three.

The stolen goods that the Tao family had moved were discovered.

Each item was accompanied by a description of its origin.

The elderly couple and Tao Laoda were all detained on the spot. Tao Xiangcai was a minor at the time, so he was not implicated, but he had already lost all hope.

"Can I go to jail in place of my mother?" he asked, grabbing a police officer beside him.

However, no reply was received from above.

He was stopped by his own mother: "Third son! You still have to look after the child, what foolish thing are you doing! Go back!"

then,

Another unexpected teenager raised his hand and also raised his question.

"Boss, it's me!" He paused slightly, a mixture of nervousness and excitement in his voice.

"I was picked up by the Tao family! Could I also be a true orphan of heroes?" Tao Yong mustered his courage and offered his opinion.

The group, who were originally preparing to wrap things up, perked up again.

Old Tao did not reveal the origin of his eldest grandson.

Yao San was unaware of the situation.

He thought his brother was going down a different path, or that he had been sent away by the real ear.

This question made him turn around and look at the boy.

Like, as if.

Therefore, he dared not speak.

Expectation mingled with timidity.

He was about to go in without any worries, to atone for his sins and those of his family. Now, a child who was related to his family in age and appearance appeared.

Observe Old Tao's expression; his cunning and smugness, and the secret pleasure revealed at the corner of his mouth.

How familiar it is!

When the other party does something bad and tries to frame the brothers for the consequences.

“Teacher Li Xing, take a look at this child’s appearance?” Someone thought of the real descendants of heroes present.

“No.” Li Xing shook his head.

He knows his family very well and has kept photos of them, which he looks at from time to time. He would never mistake them.