"Shengwu?"
"When did you come back?"
Compared with Lin Shengwen, his brother Lin Shengwu was a relatively outstanding person not only in the third room, but also in the entire Tazhai.
So much so.
his appearance.
Lin Zonghui's attention was immediately attracted.
Lin Shengwen felt as if he had seen a life-saving straw, crying: "Brother, brother, please help me, help me..."
Seeing his brother's appearance, Lin Shengwu couldn't bear it.
He took a deep breath and knelt in front of Lin Zonghui: "Uncle Hui, could you please look at the contribution I have made to the village over the years and spare Shengwen's life? After all... I am just like this There is a younger brother, and our third bedroom is almost gone!"
Lin Shengwu’s words.
Of course Lin Zonghui knows.
It used to be a three-bedroom apartment.
How brilliant it is.
After Lin Yaodong came back for the first time.
Because Sanfang was the descendant of the master's side brother, he was suppressed everywhere.
Even Lin Zonghui’s youngest son.
All because of false accusation.
In the end, he became permanently disabled.
But what can be done?
Our ancestors taught us.
If there is something in the house, ask the head of the house. If there is something in the clan, ask the third house. If the three houses are not in agreement, the decision will be made.
This means that.
If someone commits a crime, and the circumstances are relatively minor, then the decision will be made by the heads of the respective houses.
But the plot was relatively serious, and it had become an issue for the whole clan, so the three heads of the house needed to negotiate a result through voting.
But Lin Yaodong, the first house owner, and Lin Yaohua, the second house owner, are brothers.
For them.
I am no different from an outsider.
What else needs to be negotiated?
It's always a two-to-one outcome.
not to mention.
What happened this time was that Lin Shengwen himself made the mistake first.
unambiguous evidence.
There is simply no way for him to seek personal gain.
"Uncle Hui!!!"
"Shengwu, you know the rules in the village. Even Uncle Hui and I are helpless..."
Under Lin Shengwu's distressed call, Lin Zonghui could only wave his hand feebly.
That moment.
Lin Shengwen screamed sadly.
And Lin Shengwu,
The whole person was paralyzed on the ground as if he had lost his soul...
"Wait a minute."
And just then.
Lin Yaohua's voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Lin Zonghui narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Zong Hui, this is your fault. After all, they are all from your third room. Just discipline them a little. Why do you have to make such a noise at night?"
Lin Yaohua's words made Lin Zonghui stand up from his chair suddenly.
He stared at Lin Yaohua and asked with a hint of gloom in his eyes: "What on earth do you mean?"
"I mean, I asked A-chan to call you over today, just to remind you, don't just worry about your own things all day long, and pay more attention to the children in your third room." Lin Yaohua said with sarcasm in his eyes.
Why didn't Lin Zonghui know that he was pouring dirty water on himself?
But as long as it can save Lin Shengwen's life.
This dirty water.
Lin Zonghui admitted it!
then.
Lin Zonghui looked at Lin Yaohua with a serious face and asked, "Is this your intention or the big house's intention?"
"Of course it belongs to my eldest brother."
With Lin Yaohua's words, Lin Zonghui's hanging heart was completely relieved.
Subsequently.
He looked at the two brothers Lin Shengwu and Lin Shengwen with a straight face, and said, "Since that's what the big boss means, then Shengwen, your life can be saved, but you can't escape the death penalty. After all, you broke the rules first. So I punish you to think about your fault in front of your ancestors!"
"Thank you, thank you Uncle Hui, thank you, Mr. Erfangtou."
——
the other side.
Zhao Jialiang, who finally got rid of his tail, did not take it lightly while staying in the room. He just tapped the soles of his shoes with Morse code to get in touch with Li Weimin.
By agreement.
Comrades from the work group pretended to be a drunken couple, opened a room next to him, and then passed messages to each other.
Half an hour later.
Zhao Jialiang, who was lying on the bed, heard the sound of men and women playing in the corridor.
To reduce suspicion.
Zhao Jialiang deliberately shouted twice outside, and the drunk young man and woman pretending to be comrades from the work group quarreled with him arrogantly.
The first time the boss came over personally to mediate.
The two sides just stopped.
A few minutes later.
When I closed the door and was thinking about how to contact the comrades staying next door, I heard a harsh sound.
But the sound was fleeting.
Anything short can be ignored.
Immediately afterwards.
Zhao Jialiang saw a shaky painting hanging on the wall.
Good guy.
That was because he was fast enough at the time.
otherwise.
If that thing really falls.
I'm afraid it's not as simple as the boss coming to dissuade me.
And this scene.
It also made Zhao Jialiang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Are all the police here in Dongshan so simple and rough?"
