Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

Zhao Tiesheng quickly explained, "Mom, you were able to get out last time thanks to Da'e saying a lot of nice things. If Da'e hadn't gone over to testify for you, they really wouldn't have let you go."

Zhao Tiesheng wasn't lying. When Wang Guixiang was last detained, the Zhao family really pulled a lot of strings, but it was all to no avail. Everyone said they couldn't help or didn't want to. After all, it was a big deal, and nobody wanted to get involved. If Zhao Da'e hadn't seen that his younger sister was alright and his mother seemed to be in a good mood, and if he hadn't wanted to avoid making things too awkward, he wouldn't have testified for Wang Guixiang.

Zhao Dage's good intentions only made Wang Guixiang extremely angry.

"Pah!" Wang Guixiang's face turned ashen. "If she hadn't sent me in, would I have needed anyone else to speak well of me? Besides, one thing at a time, your father and I saw with our own eyes that it was Zhao Dage who stole the passbook... Saying anything else is useless, this matter is not over today."

Zhao Tiesheng looked helplessly at Zhao Tingxu, whose expression was complicated, and who kept his head down without saying a word. "Dad, say something. Is this really true?"

Zhao Tingxu looked at Zhao Tiesheng, then at Zhang Yi and Li Er, and after a long while, he said, "What your mother said is true. This passbook was indeed stolen by Da'e. Your mother and I saw it with our own eyes."

Zhao Tiesheng suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes, and he frowned deeply as he looked at Zhao Tingxu and Wang Guixiang.

Zhao Tingxu showed a barely perceptible evasive look, while Wang Guixiang's eyes were filled with anger.

“Since you’ve said that you have witnesses, we can’t just take your word for it. We need to find Zhao Da’e and find out more,” Zhang Yi and Li Er said.

"I'm here." Zhao Da'e had arrived, accompanied by his cousin Zhou Chunwen and his uncle Zhou Yuren.

Zhou Yuren looked at Zhang Yi and Li Er with trembling eyes, and took out a box of Dachansheng cigarettes that he had treasured for a long time from his pocket. This was a good thing, a box costing 1.2 yuan. Zhou Yuren usually couldn't bear to smoke it and would roll his own cigarettes. Zhou Yuren opened the cigarette box, took out two cigarettes and handed them to Zhang Yi and Li Er: "Gentlemen, gentlemen, this must be a misunderstanding."

Zhang Yi and Li Er refused outright: "Sorry, we don't smoke." Then they looked at Zhao Da'e: "You're Zhao Da'e?"

Zhao Da'e nodded: "It's me."

“Your grandparents say you stole the family savings book, which contained 30,000 yuan. And you seem to be spending money extravagantly lately. Did you really take the savings book? Tell the truth.”

“Let me correct something first. Normally, whoever reports it should provide evidence. That’s the proper procedure. It shouldn’t be that you question someone else about whether they did it just because they said something. That’s wrong,” Zhao Da’e said calmly. “Since Wang Guixiang says I took the passbook, where is the evidence?”

Zhang Yi and Li Er were taken aback, because what Zhao Da'e said was right, it reminded them.

“I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake?” Wang Guixiang said.

"Heh. When? When did you see me take your bankbook?" Zhao Da'e sneered.

“On the thirteenth day of the eleventh lunar month, you came to our house and took the bankbook,” Wang Guixiang said.

“I’m sorry. I went to the market on the thirteenth day of the eleventh lunar month. As everyone knows, I’ve been going to the market every year lately. My cousin Zhou Chunwen was also there that day, and she can vouch for me,” Zhao Da’e said calmly.

Zhou Chunwen immediately stood up and said, "On the thirteenth day of the eleventh lunar month, I did go to the market with Da'e. I can testify to that. When we got home from the market, we made and ate dumplings. Da'e didn't even leave the house."

Zhou Yuren also said, "Yes. I can also testify that the goose did not go out again that day."