The entrance of Shiweixian is already crowded. People inside are talking a lot. Those outside are trying to look inside with their legs stretched and their necks stretched. Occasionally, they want to inquire about the first-hand information in the front row.

Eating melons has been a traditional virtue of my flower-growing family for thousands of years.

The Wang family's carriage was only the most common long and narrow style, and the wood in the carriage was very cramped. Wang Zhaodi was at least 1.68 meters tall and weighed more than 120 kilograms. She could only sit on the seats on both sides of the carriage. Her figure was

Petite Hu Mei was sitting in the carriage.

Merchants are not allowed to have family emblems, but fortunately many people recognize the Wang family's coachman, so when someone saw the coachman pulling the horse in front of him, he immediately shouted inside: "The boss is here, someone from the Wang family is here!"

The crowd turned around one after another, and He Xiaoman's first performance on the street attracted the attention of thousands of people.

The cries of the sufferers from the three floors outside and inside who were surrounded by the door suddenly rose to an octave, and howled at the top of their lungs: "Oh my God, the Wang family is such a sinister person. They poisoned my husband-in-law and left us orphans behind."

How can a widowed mother live? Ah ah ah ah, husband, please take me with you. Anyway, staying here will mean death, woo hoo~"

The howl makes those who hear it sad and those who see it shed tears.

Before He Xiaoman even got out of the car, the accusations were already coming at him like stones.

Some scolded the merchants for being unkind, treacherous and unmerchantful, some were seeking compensation, some advocated filing a lawsuit, and some wanted the Wang family to be responsible for supporting the poor people and atone for their sins.

The crowd that was so crowded before that water could not be poured out now opened a way for He Xiaoman like Moses parting the sea.

"You pay for my son's life, you pay for my son's life, you murderer of a thousand cuts!"

A dark, stout old woman bumped into He Xiaoman.

He Xiaoman turned to one side and bumped into Hu Mei, who was following closely behind.

Hu Mei's other girl, Lotus Ye, finally arrived out of breath and yelled: "How dare you bump into my husband...my Lady Hu!"

Before Hu Mei could figure out what was going on, she staggered and almost fell onto the people eating melons. Thanks to Lotus Ye's cleverness, she tried her best to protect her from falling and making a fool of herself in front of others.

However, after being hit by the old woman, Hu Mei felt a dull pain in her abdomen. She couldn't even say her original opening words, so she could only hang her weight on the lotus leaf and recover little by little.

The old woman accidentally bumped into the wrong person. She thought that the person who came with that bitch was not a good person, and the bumping was in vain. I don’t believe that with a life-threatening lawsuit here, the Wang family still dares to yell at her?

Chef Wang in the store was beaten with a bruised nose and face. He was kneeling at the door of the store with rotten vegetable leaves and some suspicious water stains hanging on his body. It was obvious that he had been tortured before he came.

He Xiaoman looked at the person lying on the ground. He was indeed dead, but not long ago, and the energy field above his head had not yet dispersed.

Although Chef Wang's surname is Wang, he is not related to Wang Zhaodi's family in any way, and since people's lives are involved, Chef Wang's face is dusty, his head is lowered, and he looks like he will be beaten, scolded, and killed.

"Did you really poison people's food?" He Xiaoman asked Chef Wang directly.

"Go back to my boss, I don't have any."

Seeing that the owner of the Wang family had arrived, he neither subsidized the sufferer nor expressed his attitude. Instead, he went directly to ask the cook, as if he wanted to get away with it. The crowd suddenly became noisy, and someone shouted in a weird voice: "What? The Wang family is doing this?"

Do you want to deny it? That’s right, who has done bad things would admit that he harmed others?”

"Isn't it true that the head of the Wang family thinks all of us are fools?"

"If you're guilty, plead guilty immediately. If you're smarter, beg the Lu family for forgiveness and pay whatever you want. If the Lu family doesn't sue the government, they won't pursue the case."

Some people also muttered in a low voice: "Hey, I won't recognize it if you change it. The whole Lu family, young and old, are going into battle together. It's obvious that the Wang family won't give up until they spend all their wealth!"

He Xiaoman completely ignored the rhythmic people in the crowd, and continued to ask the waiter kneeling in front of the door: "Have other diners ordered the same meal as this person has eaten, and are there any leftover ingredients in the kitchen?"

The rough black old woman who had hit her before quit, pointed at He Xiaoman and yelled: "You are a black-hearted little whore, you are a sinner and a plague-mongering person. We have a family member who died, and you poisoned her to death, yet you still..."

You don’t have the time to ask these irrelevant things!”

"Let's go to the government office to play drums and complain about the injustice, and ask the prefect to make the decision for us!"

"Let's go, let's go together and help the Lu family redress their grievances!"

"Sure enough, merchants sell their virtues in exchange for wealth. No wonder people like them are not allowed to enter the officialdom. They harm people's lives as if they are nothing. This is really bad-hearted!"

It was obvious that the arranged person was guiding the rhythm. He Xiaoman smiled slightly and said, "Okay, carry the body and let's go and redress the grievances together!"

As soon as she spoke, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Probably no one expected that a mere housewife could be so calm.

"Sister, as you said, I have to go to the government office to find Wen'er... to find the prefect to redress the injustice of the Wang family. Why do they say that those who eat to death first are those who eat to death first?"

It was rare that Hu Mei actually spoke for Wang Zhaodi.

But are you sure you’re not reminding melon-eaters of something?

And with this tone, it was obvious that she was afraid that Wang Zhaodi would give in and eventually turn the big deal into a trivial matter.

"Sister, you are right, we need to find your Wen'er to handle it fairly for us!"

Many people seemed to have thought of this, and the discussion among the crowd started again.

In short, in the end, everyone preferred that the Wang family would be safe this time, because Yuan Wenjing, the largest official in Qinghe Prefecture, got his fame through the Wang family examination and was the adopted son of Wang Zhaodi's adopted son-in-law!

If a family doesn't talk to each other, but if they go to the government office, their godmother and godson will be like a snake and a rat, is that still fair?

But I have to tell you, the stalls are all here, and everyone in Qinghe Prefecture who can come to watch the fun is probably here. The daughter-in-law of the victim, the daughter-in-law of the dark and strong old woman rolled her eyes and begged to witness it in the hotel today.

The diner whose husband-in-law died of poisoning went there together with the onlookers who were watching today to help the poor man seek justice.

It should be said that there are still a majority of good people in this world, so people are more willing to sympathize with the weak in this situation. Even though they know that the prefect is the backer of the Wang family, they are still willing to push the corpse to the government office to complain.

Of course, the premise that most people will go together is that the prefect's anger will not be spilled on themselves. Once it harms themselves and their families, they will run faster than anyone else.

This kind of person is commonly known as watching the excitement and not being afraid of big things.

From Shiwei to the government office, you have to pass through a commercial street and then turn to the main road where Qinghe government office is located.

Enthusiastic people had provided carts for a long time, so everyone pushed the carts along the way, followed by the crying family members of the victims. In addition, Wang Zhaodi, the daughter of Wang Dashanren who was recognized by almost everyone in Qinghe Prefecture, the crowd gathered more and more, and there was a lot to see.
Chapter completed!