At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

In the cell on the right, there was a slight rubbing sound.

Xie Yuheng looked sideways when he heard the sound and saw a huge 'silkworm chrysalis' wriggling on the straw inside.

This cell is quite a coincidence. Just at the corner, there is a load-bearing wall connected to Xie Yongkang.

If a prisoner is blindfolded before being escorted in, and does not know that the cell next door is also... it would be a good place to interrogate the gang that committed the crime.

Except for a few extremely evil criminals with high intelligence and proficiency in criminal investigation techniques, most prisoners do not have very high psychological defenses, which is enough to interrogate gangs of two or more.

Of course, those cases that can be kept in Jiangling for trial are probably not major cases that are carefully planned.

"Mozi lamented about the dyeing of silk, how long it was. If it is dyed green, it will be green; if it is dyed yellow, it will be yellow."

Xie Tingjiang squeezed his daughter's little hand and interrupted the chatter about his son's stupid father.

"Every baby is born as a piece of white jade, and what it looks like later depends on the surrounding environment and its parents."

"Otherwise, why would Meng's mother move three times?"

Xie Yongkang snorted lightly and counted his fingers, "I have moved. I have moved more than ten times."

"He Xie Qilin just can't hold up the wall with mud."

"Three years ago, in exchange for his sister, he lived in the same room with Princess Pearl's beloved daughter. He actually did nothing. If he slept with her, he would have no glory or wealth now!"

Xie Tingjiang frowned. Such disgusting and obscene words really tainted the ears of his precious daughter.

Looking down and seeing his daughter's expression unchanged, Xie Tingjiang breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the small window at the end of the cell alley, where the sun was shining in.

"You have been in the dark cell for a long time, and now you are dreaming under the clear sky."

"The Princess Pearl you are talking about is just one of the prisoners currently being hunted by Daliang. Where did she get her glory and wealth?"

"The fact that Xie Qilin doesn't do such dirty things shows that his conscience is still intact. And you -" As he said this, Xie Tingjiang looked directly into the eyes of the prisoner.

"You are so unconscionable that you will do anything for your own benefit, so who do you think you have the right to accuse your own children?"

Xie Yongkang chuckled, and his expression instantly turned ferocious, almost crazy. He took two steps forward, grabbed the iron railing, and glared at Xie Tingjiang.

"What do you know? You are a direct descendant of the Xie family. We have dozens of acres of fertile land and we don't have to worry about food and drink. Even if your father is seriously ill and has no money, someone will automatically send money to your door."

"What about me? What does my family have? My grandfather was forced to go mining in Wuling by your grandfather and died. My grandmother was seriously ill and couldn't even borrow a penny!"

"I just don't want to make the same mistakes again. What's wrong with climbing up?"

The whites of Xie Yongkang's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his teeth were grinding up and down.

This is the first time that Xie Tingjiang and Xie Yuheng have heard of such overbearing and unreasonable remarks.

It was obvious that his family had poisoned Yuheng's great-grandmother for adoption. The mining coincided with the mine collapse, so he deserved his death.

Xie Tingjiang endured it again and again. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He reached out to cover his precious daughter's eyes.

The long leg accurately passed through the gap in the iron fence, and kicked Xie Yongkang back to the straw, and the kick happened to be the man's third leg.

Standing on Xie Yuheng's shoulder, Bai Tuanzi, who was originally sleepy, opened his eyes wide and lost all sleepiness.

"Ji!" They are indeed a father and daughter!

Xie Yuheng blinked and his eyelashes flapped his father's palm playfully. It was just a kick. There was nothing wrong with it.

Rong Shi, who was holding a lantern behind him, felt a dull pain somewhere. He looked away silently and looked at the 'silkworm chrysalis' in the cell on the right. A head had emerged from the cocoon, and the 'die' was listening to the noise here.

Xie Yongkang covered his legs and huddled on the straw, gasping for air.

Xie Tingjiang touched the scar on his face with his other hand and smiled mischievously, "Whether you really don't know what happened a generation ago or you just pretend not to know."

"It is certainly a good thing for people to be motivated. But for their own selfish interests, they will use any means, and even teach the next generation wrong perceptions and sow the seeds of hatred to encourage them to work hard."

"You are not a father in vain!"

After saying that, he no longer went to see Xie Yongkang. He directly picked up his daughter and walked outside.

When passing by the cell on the right, a hand stretched out and grabbed the corner of Xie Tingjiang's robe.

Xie Qilin's face was as pale as paper, dragging half of the 'silkworm chrysalis' that had not yet finished molting. He called out angrily: "Uncle Tingjiang..."

Xie Tingjiang showed no mercy, turned his waist, and directly broke away the corner of his robe from his hands.

A bitter smile appeared on Xie Qilin's pale face. Since the execution in the lobby that day, the county magistrate had also interrogated him several times alone.

He never confessed, including what he knew was the key evidence in another case of his father.

Jin'er was transferred here in a coma. He didn't expect that his father, who was pretty good to him, would actually look at him like this.

Because there was no medicine available, the wound became rotten and inflamed, and I dreamed of him being too milky several times.

I'm afraid his father also thought that he had... died a long time ago.

"What's the matter?"

Xie Tingjiang's cold eyes fell on the half of the silkworm chrysalis on the ground. Although he did not agree with Xie Yongkang's parenting style, it did not mean that he could forgive his son.

I never thought that he would still talk to me. Tears flashed in the corners of Xie Qilin's eyes and he just muttered: "...I'm sorry."

Xie Yongkang, who heard the noise next door, struggled towards the wall. After I straightened up a little, I was so painful that I broke into a cold sweat, so I could only lie back on the ground.

Xie Tingjiang knelt down and took out a handkerchief, using the candlelight to wipe away the tears from his eyes. He said warmly: "You are a smart boy, you should know how to be sorry."

Xie Qilin's tears rolled down like broken beads, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making him unable to speak.

He just nodded heavily.

Xie Tingjiang sighed helplessly and put the handkerchief next to Xie Qilin's head. He stood up again, hugged his daughter and left without looking back.

After the Xie family and his daughter left, officers immediately moved Xie Qilin to his cell and "kindly" gave him medicine and food.

After all, the straw has fallen on the camel's back.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

......

The next morning.

When it was first light, someone from the county came with the news that Xie Qilin had been recruited.

At that time, Xie Yuheng was having tea at Wang Ermazi's house and saw Wang Ermazi wearing a red wedding dress and pacing around the room.

Today is the day for Xie He to marry...the groom. After several months of perseverance, Wang Ermazi finally got him in the arms of a beautiful woman...

It's a coincidence that Xie He had promised to kiss four times before, but the man died a month before the marriage, and he has been known as Kefu ever since.

Now, it is the day of worship, and Wang Ermazi is still alive and kicking. The people in the village sincerely praise: This is a match made in heaven.

Zheng Xuan's annotation of "Zhou Rites" points out: In ancient times, the ceremony of marrying a wife was based on coma.

Therefore, because women belong to Yin, "Yang goes and Yin comes" at dusk, so dusk is regarded as the right time, while men get married early in the morning.