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Liu Qiang already knew the news that the Qin brothers were back, and was about to go out and hide, but he didn't expect to be blocked by Zhou Ning.
"Zhou Ning, I was forced to go to your house to steal the beams." Liu Qiang said with a bitter look on his face.
"Oh? Tell me more specifically, who forced you to steal?" Zhou Ning crossed her chest and stared at Liu Qiang at leisure.
"It's your uncle. He said you always make him angry. Give me ten dollars and ask me to steal the good beams and replace them with the bad ones. Maybe one day the beam will break and I will crush you two. die."
What a cruel heart, Zhou Ning couldn't help but shudder, that was her uncle, the two of them had the same blood, could he not tolerate her like this?
"So, you took ten yuan to do something for the tiger?" Zhou Ning angrily punched Liu Qiang in the nose.
Liu Qiang covered his nose, and nosebleeds dripped down between his fingers. He did not dare to scream because he knew that shouting at this time would only anger Qin Shao, who was ashen-faced.
"Zhou Ning, please stop fighting. Can't you do it if I give you money?"
"Bring it here!" Zhou Ning roared, making Liu Qiang sit on the ground in fright.
Holding ten dollars in her hand, Zhou Ning was shaking with anger.
"What are you going to do?" Qin Shao asked worriedly from behind.
"Reporting the crime is a murder, a naked murder. If I don't report the crime, am I going to keep him here for the New Year?"
Qin Shao opened his mouth and said in his heart, you can come to me. I will beat Zhou Jinfa all over the floor so that he will never dare to trouble you again. But he didn't dare to say it. If he did, he would only get a look from Zhou Ning.
Liu Qiang was so frightened that he peed, "Sister-in-law, promise you won't trouble me again if you tell me. You beat me and scolded me. Don't send me to jail. I'm afraid."
"Bah! When you did bad things, why didn't you think that this would happen again?"
Zhou Ning took Liu Qiang¡¯s arm and went to the brigade headquarters. It was already dark. Gao Mantang was about to lock the door and go home when he heard some noise outside and hurriedly stuck his head out to see what was going on.
"Ah Ning, what are you doing?"
Gao Mantang ran out, and Zhou Ning dragged Liu Qiang, who was crying like a ghost, followed by villagers who were watching the fun. Someone first told Zhou Ning the reason.
¡°Village chief, Liu Qiang¡¯s men stole the beams from Zhou Ning¡¯s house.¡±
"What?" Gao Mantang glared at Liu Qiang with hatred, "You bastard, can you do something that is harmful to the world?"
"Uncle, I want to report a crime. The township police station is already off work, so I have to go to the village headquarters to report the situation."
Zhou Ning glanced around. Wang and Yu Shuping, who were mixed in the crowd, shrank their heads and did not dare to look directly at Zhou Ning.
"Liu Qiang, in front of the village chief and all the neighbors, tell me everything you know without telling a lie."
Liu Qiang timidly glanced at Qin Shao, who had remained silent, coughed, and told him clearly what happened to Zhou Jinfa that night.
"You are talking nonsense, Liu Qiang, you have eaten too much lard and you are blinded, otherwise you were threatened by Zhou Ning and poured dirty water on my son." Wang was so angry that she pointed at Liu Qiang's nose and yelled.
Of course she felt that Liu Qiang was making things up because she had no idea about the dirty things done by her son and daughter-in-law.
"What happened on the day Zhou Ning's house was built with beams, she thought she made a wish to the Bodhisattva every day, and the Bodhisattva appeared to help her take revenge on Zhou Ning.
This matter is not a trivial matter. If Lin Daqiang hadn't found a problem with the beams by testing his strength, there might have been a big accident in the future. If someone died, Gao Mantang would also be implicated. He chose the wooden beams with his own hands. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com