Chapter 382

"I can say."

Zhang Yifei looked very calm at this time. He didn't mean to argue about what he had done.

The police are already on their way.

Zhong Tianzheng Ah Xiang persuaded the villagers who were watching the scene to retreat, and half of the funeral activities were stopped.

Indoor.

An empty hall.

Only Zhong Tianzheng, Ah Xiang and Zhang Yifei are left.

Ah Xiang opened her mobile phone and put it aside to record the scene.

Zhong tianzhengzhang sits opposite each other as soon as he flies.

"Why did you kill your own father? What is your motive? "

Zhong Tian lit a cigarette and took the lead in opening his mouth.

He didn't understand. What was Zhang Yifei's motive?

According to his grandfather, Lao Zhang doted on his son. He was used to everything and never beat or scold him, so their family relationship should be very harmonious.

Besides.

Isn't Zhang Yifei driving Lao Zhang out on the pretext of different food tastes?

If a person really doesn't want to do his duty of support, there are ten thousand ways to drive people out. There's no need to kill each other.

"My motive? No motive. "

Zhang Yifei looked up and sighed. Looking at the ceiling, the whole person was slightly distracted.

long time.

He rubbed his face and looked a little tired: "if you really want to say the motive of the crime, you can only say impulsive murder."

"Tell me about your crime."

Zhong Tianzheng squints at Zhang Yifei and doesn't bother about the motive of the crime.

"That day, as you know before, I went down to the town to buy firecrackers, but there was no car, so I returned empty handed. But on the road, I saw the old man's back from a distance. I saw him carrying a bottle of pesticide in his hand. At that time, I didn't know what to think, so I was evil to the side of the courage."

Zhang Yifei paused slightly and talked about the events of the day with a slight sigh in his tone.

"Wait a minute."

Zhong Tianzheng stopped talking and asked, "didn't you tell me you had serious myopia? You can't see people at a distance. "

You know.

At that time, when Zhang Yifei told himself about it, he didn't find anything wrong. Even the devil's eye didn't give him any hint.

"This is only relative."

Zhang Yifei glanced: "I do have myopia, but a person who has lived with you for several years or even decades, even if it is farther away, you can basically guess from this shape, right?"

"OK, you go on."

Zhong Tian nodded and didn't speak again.

"I saw the old man from a distance, so I quickly followed up and narrowed the distance between us. I gradually saw that he was carrying a jar of pesticide. At that time, I had guessed some."

Zhang Yifei began to fall into memory.

……

It's Spring Festival.

The atmosphere of the new year in the countryside is very strong.

Walking on the road, you can hear from time to time the fields on both sides of the road. There are three or two children surrounding and setting off firecrackers.

Zhang Yifei looked at old man Zhang with pesticide cans in front of him, and followed him faster, but he was not too close.

Soon.

Mr. Zhang came to the corner of the road. He thought a little and turned to the field behind him.

"Hey."

Mr. Zhang sighed, went to the edge of the haystack and sat down next to him.

He casually threw the pesticide jar in his hand aside, reached out and took out a three yuan package of Hibiscus cigarettes from his pocket, took them into his mouth, cut a match and lit the cigarette.

"I think how happy I was when I fought in the north and South and defended my country."

Old man Zhang said to himself, "I can't imagine that after so many years, when I am old, I have ended up without a fixed place. It's really fucking oppressive."

This is the real idea from his heart.

For a time, I couldn't help feeling thousands of feelings.

At first.

Today, when the three children were talking about their whereabouts, he didn't mention how sad he was at that time.

Then the brain was hot and angry. He came out alone and came to the canteen. He bought a can of pesticide and was ready to drink medicine to commit suicide.

People's thoughts are unstable.

The angry old Zhang wanted to commit suicide, but after he really bought pesticides, his mood gradually tended to be stable, and the idea of suicide basically disappeared.

No one wants to die until the last desperate moment.

So is Mr. Zhang.

So.

He felt that he would find a place to be quiet and go back when it was dark to scare his children.

Just when Zhang was wrapped in cigarette butts.

"Sha Sha."

The friction between the sole and the snow sounded on the ridge.

Old Zhang looked up at the sound.

Seeing his son, Zhang Yifei.

"Why are you here?"

Old Zhang muttered, then bowed his head and took a cigarette: "you've gone out. You still don't trust me. You're coming after me."

"I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Zhang Yifei looked at the old man sitting there, stepped to his side, and sat down next to him.

"Damn it, you've made an excuse to push me out, and you're worried about my hammer."

Zhang Lao's cultural level is not high and his speech is rough: "OK, there are no outsiders here. Don't pretend with me. For this reason, it's still necessary to pretend."

“……”

Zhang Yifei was speechless and didn't speak.

"Oh, I'm really right."

Old Zhang bared his teeth with a sneer and wrapped his mouth in a cigarette: "I'll put my words here for you today. I won't leave this house. I'm your Lao Tzu. How can I drive my Lao Tzu out? It's unreasonable to go anywhere!"

"Dad, it's not that I don't want to live with you."

Zhang Yifei gritted his teeth: "you see, we live together. The food can't be to your taste, can it? Besides, living with us, you sleep so early and urge us to sleep every time. "

"To put it simply, we just don't have the right habits."

Zhang Yifei sighed: "it's not that he doesn't support you and gives you living expenses every month. You always make do with living down. Look, Grandpa, he also lives below. What a big thing."

"Oh, you're a little interesting."

Old Zhang licked his dry lips and smiled: "when I was young and could help you with your children, why didn't you drive me away? Now that I am old and my grandson has been brought out to you, you will drive me away? "

"I tell you, it doesn't make sense!"

Old Zhang said in a very hard tone, "your grandfather can still live in his house. Look at our old house. Where can people live? I've worked hard all my life. I'll be a cow and a horse for you? Do you have a conscience? "

“……”

Zhang Yifei was speechless again.

In the face of Zhang Lao's repeated questions, he really didn't have any refutation.

"Dad, don't do this. You think you're going to get married when you're young. Our house is so big. You're right." Zhang Yifei painstakingly advised, "that's not necessary, right?"

"Because he's getting married, drive me out?"

Old Zhang sneered and snuffled out the cigarette butt in his hand: "I've lived for you all my life. This time I don't want to accommodate you. I won't go. That's all."

"All right."

Zhang Yifei looked at Zhang Lao with flashing eyes, and his eyes fell on the pesticide jar on the ground.