There is no light in the room and it cannot be seen from the outside.

Slowly, footsteps walked into the yard. The man was tall, but not so majestic. He looked like a real cow.

The footsteps did not stop at the barn door.

Chen Shuhui's firewood is placed in the barn. If Chen Bingchang feels that he wants to make a fire, he's better go to the barn and put some firewood under the eaves so that he can make a fire quickly.

The footsteps came directly to Chen Shuhui's window.

Four eyes are close to each other, there is a curtain in the middle.

Chen Shuhui put away the curtains. She and her grandfather sat inside, holding their breath. Chen Weihai stood outside and listened.

There is no movement inside. It seems that Chen Shuhui is sleeping well and does not snore. Moreover, if you don’t work every day, you won’t be tired or snoring.

He quietly walked to Chen Bingchang's window, pulled up the curtains, and did not move.

This old man also enjoys happiness at home every day.

He never thought they didn't sleep in the morning. They just stared at him through the curtains.

After listening for a few minutes, Chen Weihai walked to the door and gently pushed it.

No push.

This is normal. Although their village can be said to stay indoors at night and even sleep with doors and windows open in summer, it is late autumn and you will freeze to death if you don't close the door?

He took a thin piece of iron out of his pocket and stuffed it through the crack of the door so that the latch could be removed.

Nowadays, every family's pins are usually made of wooden, not the small ones, iron, iron two cents a set.

Chen Bingchang's house is also a piece of wood. It is just a block at the door. It is easy to pull it away.

The piece of wood fell gently to the ground without any sound.

Chen Weihai smiled and pushed the door again.

Still no push.

The vigilance from walking down the battlefield is engraved in the bone marrow. The door of Chen Bingchang's house is supported by thick wood at night. They want to open it with brute force unless they smash it.

Does he want to come in?

Chen Shuhui had eye contact with her grandfather.

Chen Bingchang's face was even worse.

He stuffed a kitchen knife into Chen Shuhui's hand.

If you want to come in, you contact them. Face to face and kill them?

You can't come in and chat with them.

Chen Weihai does think so.

Chen Dashui also meant this. He said nothing. It was just a painless and itchy "lit his firewood pile", which was like a joke.

In fact, it is not. Chen Dashui said it would cost half of the money.

First burn the house with fire. Even if a person dies, the money will be burned out. What is the difference?

So you have to get the money before setting the fire.

Can't people run away when there is a fire? It is possible to solve this problem first.

Who knows whether to die first or later?

In Houcun, criminal investigation methods have never appeared. Chen Weihai didn't understand at all. He sorted out his ideas and started to do this.

The second step is stuck.

Chen Weihai stood outside the door for a while, and suddenly reached out to break the door. The sound was not loud and would not disturb the neighbors around him, but people in the room should be able to hear it.

"Uncle, uncle! Something happened to my father! Go and see him~~" Chen Weihai entered the show in a second, his voice hoarse and screamed.

The voice was also very low, as if he was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Scare them to open the door.

Chen Shuhui and Chen Bingchang looked at each other.

Chen Bingchang held the kitchen knife in Chen Shuhui's hand, took it over by himself, and inserted a wooden stick on the kang.

He said angrily: "Let him in, you can do it directly."
Chapter completed!