Yang Lina's incident brought back the secret that had been in Zhang Cuiyun's heart for many years.
She also had a younger sister before.
At that time, my younger sister was also a teenager. After being raped by the son of the village party secretary, she couldn't think about it for a moment and committed suicide by drowning herself in a river in the middle of winter. When her family found her body the next day, her body was already stiff.
If a well-behaved young girl is ruined by others, her family members will also be criticized. It will be very difficult for her to get married in her lifetime.
The parents had nowhere to complain, and the village party secretary was a bully in the village. Finally, they used coercion and inducement to settle the matter with two hundred yuan. The family claimed that the little girl had slipped and fell into the water, and the matter was settled.
More than ten years have passed since the incident, and when Zhang Cuiyun heard that Yang Lina had been raped, she was afraid that the past would happen again, and she immediately seemed to lose her mind.
From the first time she saw Yang Lina, she thought of her little sister in her heart.
The heart disease has been hidden in my heart for more than ten years and has never been cured.
Su Han remained calm, pretending not to hear the conversation between the two villagers, and walked up to Zhang Cuiyun seriously.
"Boss Zhang, do you want to do some business?"
Su Han casually picked up the pancake, sat next to the two village names and started to eat it.
Unexpectedly, after Yang Lina stayed in the farmer's market for several months, someone would feel so sad for her after hearing about her.
"It turns out to be Boss Su. You are a big business person. I am a middle-aged woman who doesn't know how to do business."
Zhang Cuiyun waved her hands and forced out a bleak smile.
In Su Han's opinion, the smile was very forced.
"Okay, I won't lie to you anymore. Isn't it because Yang Lina's wrist is injured and she can't deliver lunch to our garment factory normally? I'm thinking about it. You can deliver roujiamo for her for four or five days first, and then I can finish it in the cafeteria.
You don’t have to give it away, what do you think?”
Yang Lina delivers lunch to the clothing factory. This is a fat job that no one else would envy.
However, when these words fell into Zhang Cuiyun's ears, she was not happy at all.
Isn’t this stealing other people’s business?
Su Han knew that Zhang Cuiyun usually took care of Yang Lina. Seeing her face darken, he continued: "The two little girls in Yang Lina's shop will go to work in my factory tomorrow. After a while, Yang Lina will go too. Boss Zhang, please
I'm just doing you, Sister Yang, a favor to help me get through these few days of difficulties, and don't think too much about it yourself, don't you think so?"
Zhang Cuiyun had five mixed feelings in his heart, and finally nodded.
Su Han shook the cake in his hand, said coolly: "It's up to the accounts.", then turned and left.
No one saw the slightest trace of worry flash across Su Han's face when he turned around.
In the interview room of the police station, Yang Lina was sitting upright, and the person questioning her was the person who brought her back.
Yang Lina looked around the room, which looked like an interrogation room, with her hands on the table and an expressionless face.
The two police officers sitting opposite had serious faces at this time. The younger one was holding a pen and notebook in his hands, lowering his head to take notes.
The older policeman was deeply surprised when he saw that Yang Lina was calm and behaved calmly and without any embarrassment.
This woman doesn't look like a woman from the countryside at all.
"Comrade Yang Lina, I came to you today just to find out what happened. Don't be nervous and just answer our questions truthfully."
Yang Lina nodded and waited for the next question.
She knew in her heart that Yang Liye's murder had been witnessed by half the village, and the outcome could not be changed. No matter how much Chen Er'e interfered, the police would not just believe her one-sided words, and they had to pay attention to evidence in everything.
"Please explain in detail what caused this incident, what happened at the cold skin stall in the farmer's market two days ago, and what happened in Chenjiazhuang yesterday."
The older one continued to ask questions, while the younger one glanced at Yang Lina with sharp eyes, lowered his head and continued taking notes.
"More than two months ago, my mother came to my door and asked me for a divorce.
Without my knowledge, she secretly collected 500 yuan from Mr. Wang as a betrothal gift. At that time, I refused to divorce and just wanted to live with my husband.
I thought that my mother would pay back the money when she returned, but she didn't expect that not only did she not pay back the money, but she also deceived Wang Youyi that I would get a divorce, and the marriage led to misunderstandings.
Without my knowledge, Wang Youyi was in the town and asked my mother-in-law for help on the pretext that he had paid for the betrothal gift. He also smashed my mother-in-law's tofu stall. Because of this, my mother-in-law misunderstood me and had a conflict with me.
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When Yang Lina said this, she seemed a little upset.
But she knew in her heart that if she acted too calmly, it would be unreasonable.
"Does your mother-in-law's family know about your mother's acceptance of betrothal gifts from others?"
The young man stopped what he was doing and asked seriously.
"Before this, only my husband knew about it. When my mother came to me and asked me for a divorce, my husband knew about it, and he also showed that he respected my opinion."
After Yang Lina finished speaking, the two staff members looked at each other, the young one took a deep breath and continued taking notes.
"Go on."
Before that, they had made an unannounced visit to Chenjiazhuang. Although most of the village names did not know the specific situation, what they said was completely contrary to what Chen Er'e said and was closer to what Yang Lina stated.
Yang Lina pretended to be aggrieved and grieved, her dark eyes were suddenly surrounded by mist, and she continued to speak while swallowing.
"Later, my mother-in-law beat me, saying that I was a playboy and that she disliked her husband for being a cripple. Fortunately, my husband understood me and instead of blaming me, he comforted me.
When things happened like this, I knew I couldn't bear to let my husband go. I thought I would go back to my parents' house after a few days to settle the matter. However, I didn't expect that Old Man Wang found the farmer's market first and smashed it.
My stall also threatened me with a knife. At that time, many stall owners in the farmer's market saw it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears. If you don't believe it, you can go and learn about the situation."
Yang Lina sniffed, wiped away her tears, and looked sad and sorrowful.
The two police officers also learned about these situations during the investigation.
It is true that Chen Er'e sold her daughter to obtain betrothal gifts, but there are no witnesses to prove it.
At present, society is in a stage of development, and there are no clear legal provisions on matters such as betrothal gifts and what constitutes fraud.
The two of them understood that the importance of this matter lay in the murder of Yang Liye, and as for the betrothal gift, the most they could do was educate Chen Er'e and order him to pay back the money.
But Wang Youyi was dead, so Yang Liye could only be punished for homicide.
The two of them knew that Yang Lina was the victim, but the case process still had to go on, and they had to bring her to the police station.
The older policeman's eyes flashed with sympathy, but then returned to normal.
"Then how did you go to Chenjiazhuang the next day? Before that, Old Man Wang smashed your cold skin stall, why didn't you call the police?"
Yang Lina had a headache. Thinking of what was about to happen the next day, her heart felt like a knife, and her eyes were full of disappointment and sorrow.