The four eyes are facing each other...there is no, and there is a curtain in the middle.

Hua Zhao had already put the curtains down, she and her grandfather sat inside, holding their breath, Hua Zhenniu stood outside, listening with pricked ears.

There was no movement inside, and it seemed that Hua Zhao was sleeping well, not snoring. Also, if you don't work every day, you won't be tired, and you won't be snoring.

He quietly went to Huaqiang's window again, pulling the curtains, but not moving.

This immortal is also, enjoying happiness at home every day.

He never thought that the two of them didn't sleep in the early morning, and just stared at him through the curtains.

After listening for a few minutes, Hua Zhenniu walked towards the door and gently pushed it.

Did not push.

This is normal. Although their village can be said to be closed at night, and even sleep with the door open in summer, but now it is late autumn, do not close the door and freeze to death?

He took out a thin piece of iron from his pocket and put it in through the crack of the door, trying to open the latch.

Nowadays, the latches in every household are generally made of wood, not the kind of small, iron ones that cost 20 cents per set.

Hua Qiang's home is also a block of wood, and it is easy to block it at the door, and it is easy to open it.

The block of wood fell gently to the ground, barely making a sound.

Hua Zhenniu smiled and went to push the door again.

Still didn't push.

The vigilance of the people who came down from the battlefield is engraved in the bone marrow. The door of Hua Qiang's house is supported by thick wood at night.

Does he want to come in?

Hua Zhao communicated with his grandfather with his eyes.

Hua Qiang's face was even more ugly.

He stuffed a kitchen knife on the kang and put it in Hua Zhao's hand.

Want to come in, is to contact them. Face to face and kill them?

You can't just come in and chat with them.

Hua Zhenniu really thinks so.

Huashan also meant the same thing, he didn't say it. It was just a non-painful "light on his firewood stack", like a joke.

In fact, it is not. Huashan said that the money in his hand is really half of the money.

First, set fire to the house. Although the person is dead, the money is also gone. How about a cent?

So you have to get the money first, then set fire to it.

Can people run away when they are on fire? It is very likely, so we have to deal with people first.

When it burns to ashes, who knows whether it will die first or die later?

The criminal investigation method has never appeared in the back mountain, and Hua Zhenniu does not understand it at all. He straightened out the order he thought about, and started to do it.

As a result, the second step is stuck.

Hua Zhenniu stood outside the door for a while, then suddenly reached out and slammed the door. The sound is not loud enough to disturb the surrounding neighbors, but the people in the house should be able to hear it.

"Uncle, uncle! My father has an accident! Go and see him~~" Hua Zhenniu entered the play in a second, his voice hoarse and crying.

The volume is also low, as if too sad to make a sound.

Trick them to open the door.

Hua Showa and Hua Qiang looked at each other.

Hua Qiang took the kitchen knife in Hua Zhao's hand again, took it himself, and put a wooden stick on the kang into his hand.

He said in a voice: "Let him in, you can do it directly."

Although it was dangerous to let his granddaughter do this, Hua Zhao's strength was many times greater than his. He didn't have the confidence to stun Hua Zhenniu all at once, but he was confident that Hua Zhao could do it.

Hua Zhao clenched the stick and nodded: "Don't do it directly, let's look at the situation."

Hua Qiang shook his head, he felt that the risk was too great. What if you come in and take a knife?

However, Hua Zhao insisted, and called him when he entered the door, but they were ignored.

People are here to report a letter, no matter whether the letter is true or not, it may be discussed with Huashan at home, and that is true. So as soon as people enter the house, they will be beaten to death with a stick? Too much... stun is too much.

It's not too much, Hua Zhao doesn't care, what she cares about is that she can't catch their handle. That way you can avoid today, but not tomorrow.

Hua Zhao went down to open the door.

How could Hua Qiang let her open the door? After struggling to the ground, the two did not continue to speak.

"Who is it?" Hua Qiang shouted while standing in the room.

"Uncle, it's me, really cow." Hua Zhenniu choked.

"Your father is going to die?" Hua Qiang asked.

It's a real cow...you're going to die! You are going to die soon!

"I don't look good, go and see him one last time!"

Hua Qiang motioned Hua Zhao to stand in a good position, diagonally behind him, with the stick behind him, so that Hua Zhenniu could not see.

Then he took the stick of the outpost.

The door was gently pushed open, and Hua Zhenniu blocked the door like a shadow.

For a while, it was quiet inside and outside the door.