Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 700 The tragedy of annihilation

Jiang Fubao gave her an idea.

"What? You can make money? How can you make money? They're building roads and riverbanks, and they're also giving alms. If you ask me, it'd be good if they didn't lose money. Besides, helping the people shouldn't mean making money. How can making money be called helping? Isn't that just business?"

Jiang Huanyu was stunned.

This goes against her original intention.

"Third sister, if we keep losing money, this People's Hall will really not be able to continue. Since we want to do charity, we have to think long-term. It's not about making a lot of money, but about making a little money while helping people.

For example, if you have too much food to store, and there is no natural disaster, you can open a food store and sell it! Or you can set up a labor market in the name of the People's Hall, similar to a pawnshop, but without buying or selling anything, and let others recruit people from you, and you can take a commission from it, say 10%, not much, and both parties can make a profit.

Those who are recruited by you can also earn a living and have security. Others know that you, the People's Hall, protect them, and they dare not bully them or not pay them. It is a win-win situation for all three parties. There are so many ways to make money. If you always give subsidies or lose money, you will probably have to close down within five years."

Jiang Fubao felt somewhat fortunate that he had stopped his third sister from going out into the world to become a hero.

Otherwise, with her naive nature, she would be afraid of being taken advantage of and would still respond with a smile and praise the person for his good heart.

"So that's how it is. I roughly understand it. But, Fubao, I'm afraid I can't do it by myself. Why don't I just forget it and give out some porridge outside." Jiang Huanyu began to back out.

It sounds like a complicated matter. Can she really handle it?

If she lost all her money and failed to help many people, she would have no face to live.

"Grandma is really worried about you being alone. Tongtu, Tongxiang, you two are the most erratic among the brothers, and you don't like to study. You two should go with Huanyue to open this common people's hall. Grandma happens to have a shop that has not been rented out. It is also quite big, with two floors and a large yard. I will give you three brothers and sisters one thousand taels.

Let grandma see if you can accomplish this. You are not young anymore, and it is time for you to grow up. You can't live like this forever. Although your family can afford to support you, grandma still hopes that you can rely on yourself and do something, so that your life will not be in vain. Of course, it doesn't matter if you lose. Grandma won't blame you. At worst, you three can come back and grandma will support you."

Zhang Jinlan made the decision and the matter was settled.

Jiang Huanyu was a little dazed. Wasn't she just listening to her second uncle telling a story?

Why do you suddenly want to do something big?

I was unable to react for a long time.

"Crackling——"

"Wow, it's midnight so soon, let's go set off the firecrackers." The sound of firecrackers rang out from everywhere.

Zhang Jinlan realized that time passed so quickly as she gave instructions to her sons.

After the noise, there was deathly silence.

Like in previous years, the family ate chicken noodle soup and went back to sleep.

This night, some people are happy and their families are reunited.

There were people in panic, and blood flowed like a river.

Since Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu went there in a horse-drawn carriage, they were not as fast as the officials who came on horseback, so they arrived at the government office of Ruling Prefecture in the second half of the night.

Without taking time to rest, the father and son took the officials to Mr. Liu's house.

As soon as they entered the door, the strong smell of blood went straight into their noses.

Meng Bujiu almost vomited because of the disgusting smell.

He had never seen such things before. For a moment, his brows were furrowed and his face looked extremely ugly.

All the corpses were lying on the ground in the yard, and the separated heads had been identified by the three little beggars and neighbors and placed together with the bodies.

The face is easy to recognize, but the arms are not.

Can only be piled aside.

The pile of broken limbs was like a small hill, looking weird and scary.

Meng Zhili's face also looked extremely ugly.

"Where are the people guarding the city gate? Call them over." He picked up the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

I really can't stand the smell of blood. It's like being in a pork shop during the Chinese New Year. The pigs there are freshly slaughtered. The smell is so strong that if you stand there for a while, you can't wash it off.

"And where are those three little beggars?" Meng Zhili continued, his voice much lower because of the handkerchief covering his mouth.

"They have already gone to bed, sir. Do you want to wake them up now?" asked the officer.

The three little beggars were temporarily kept in the government office.

"No need, let them sleep for a while. It's okay to yell at them early in the morning. What do you think?" Meng Zhili brought his son here purely to train him.

The official career is not easy, he can't be a small county magistrate all his life, and tragic cases of family annihilation are very rare, so it can be a training opportunity.

"Dad, let's go see if we can find any physical evidence. I want to take a look around here. Give me the lantern." Meng Bujiu extended his hand to the officer holding the lantern.

Then he began to wander around Mr. Liu's house with a lantern.

He paid attention to no detail.

Including the place where this family of 52 died.

There was blood everywhere, and it was impossible to tell whether it was human blood or animal blood.

There were two chickens in the backyard whose necks were twisted off. Not a single chicken was left alive. The method was so cruel. Either they had a deep hatred for Mr. Liu's family, or they were after money.

Meng Bujiu felt that the truth was closer to the former.

When we arrived at Mr. Liu's house, it was already late at night, and soon it was dawn.

New Year's Day, the first day of the new year.

Meng Bujiu hadn't even slept and he was already one year older.

Perhaps because he hadn't slept all night, the beard he had just shaved yesterday morning had grown back this morning, making him look a little haggard.

Although there were no bruises under his eyes, they were a little darker and his complexion looked gloomy.

The same is true for Meng Zhili.

But they couldn't sleep until they solved the case. At dawn, the police brought the three little beggars.

Later in the middle of the night, Meng Zhili also asked the officer guarding the city gate.

There weren't many people entering or leaving the city last night, and there wasn't anyone suspicious, with at most two people in a group.

That's strange. Killing so many people is not something that one person can do.

Meng Zhili was puzzled.

As soon as the beggars arrived, he couldn't wait to ask, "Did you hear anything yesterday? Did you see anyone suspicious? What did the Liu family look like when they found out about their tragic death? Why did they go to the Liu family in the evening instead of at midnight? Also, did you see the murderer's face when he left? Where did he run from? How many people were there in total?"

He asked several questions in a row and the little beggar didn't know which one to answer.

The two older ones looked at each other, somewhat afraid to answer. After all, it was their first time talking to the prefect, and their palms were sweaty with nervousness.

The youngest beggar standing on the far left was different from them. He spoke bravely.