I have a world pawnshop

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Song Xiaoe cried again when she said this.

At that time, she thought that it was really a man doing it, and she was so angry that she wanted to give a man some big-eared melon seeds. How could a man kill?

How could he succeed when he is still such a small child?

And Liu Yuyuan kept calling her to go, let her go, and leave the house.

Song Xiao'e, who was angry and anxious at the time, refused to agree, just scolding the man for being so cruel, but cursing her and crying, how could she not believe that her man would kill.

He was so honest and timid and kind, even if he knew that the children had torn off the jujube branches, he still picked so many dates and sent them to their homes to apologize. He also said that he was in a village.

He has such a good heart, how could he kill?

From that day on, Song Xiaoe went to see her man whenever she had a chance. After seeing him, no matter how Liu Yuyuan scolded her, asked her to remarry, let her go, she just cried, but refused.

After a long time like this, people in the village called her the wife of the murderer, and her children were bullied every day, saying that they were the children of the murderer, with a vicious heart.

She buried them all in her heart, still insisting on seeing her man, until the day the case was judged, when the two had a chance to meet alone, his man cried bitterly, and then told her.

I was so wronged. He really didn't kill anyone, he didn't kill anyone, but he couldn't survive. He felt that sometimes death may be a relief, and people can die and sometimes are happier than living.

Song Xiaoe cursed, and the man felt comfortable when he died, but what about the living?

They will live in the shadows for the rest of their lives. Their children, their parents, and their offspring will all be pointed out by others, and they are said to be the offspring of murderers.

This charge can't be washed away for a lifetime.

Until everyone is dead, this is still a stain.

Both of them cried, crying in their arms, especially his man, who shouted injustice at this time, and then told Song Xiao'e that he was not reconciled. He was really not the one he killed. He was really reconciled.

But what can he do, everyone said he killed it?

Moreover, they were uneducated, and they didn't know who could save them. The case was sentenced, and he had to die.

"God will open your eyes. Someone will know that you have been wronged. I will find someone to write you a testimony. We are in a lawsuit. We cannot be wronged..."

Song Xiaoe was holding the man crying and making a promise.

However, for the two low-level farmers who have not even graduated from elementary school, how difficult is it. They don't even know how to go about the most basic legal procedures?

They can't even write an adverbial.

They don't know what the key thing is, they don't know who to look for, they don't know anything.

Song Xiaoe just believed that her man did not kill.

Then she went to find people to write adverbs, but she didn't want to write them. She begged those literate people over and over again, begged those who can write, begged them to write materials for herself, and then sent them everywhere.186 Chinese Network www.186zw.com

She didn't know how many people had sent those materials, didn't know if they were sent correctly, or whether the writing was useful.

She just believed that her man did not kill anyone.

Later, she encountered someone burning paper at the crossroads in July and a half. She heard people say that someone who died unjustly had been wandering around the world and refused to reincarnate, and such a ghost would have a dream.

She was really desperate. She felt that although no one believed that her man did not kill, the two children who died must know who killed them. They must not be killed by their own men.

They will also be unwilling, and are looking for those who really killed them back then, so they will entrust their dream to her or to others.

When people are driven to a dead end, when they have no other way, even if it is just a straw, or something that is not even a straw, they will try to catch it, like the current Song Xiaoe.

She burns paper money at the crossroads every month every year, wherever she goes, whether it's the village in her hometown, the reservoir, the cornfield, and the Jiangcheng where she works now.

She is always burning paper money, praying that she can dream at night, and dreaming of how the two children died.

And she kept throwing testimonials everywhere. She didn't know whether it was touching God, or being known by those well-meaning people. Although his man killed someone, he was not executed. He was sentenced and left a life.

This makes their hearts still full of hope.

As long as people live and persist, they will always see the light again, and they will always be returned to justice.

"Help her up and give her a cup of tea!"

Zhang Fan looked at this ordinary peasant woman and knelt on the ground shivering all the time, as if he was telling the story more than 20 years ago, he could feel how difficult it has been for decades.

Any kind of despair can overwhelm countless people, but the peasant woman and his husband are not overwhelmed, and they are still holding on, and the light will definitely come back.

People are very fragile, and a word can sometimes kill a life.

People are also very strong, and can hold on for 20 to 30 years for something that looks hopeless.

Although this peasant woman is old and ignorant and has no culture, she deserves respect.

Zhang Fan told Yin Rourou to give her a stool to sit down, help her get up, and bring her a cup of tea. This made Song Xiao'e grateful to Zhang Fan and only felt that she was really dreaming.

This time I dreamed of a Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva couldn't pass it anymore. The grievances of his man were finally believed to be listened to.

"I already know what you said. I am here as a pawnshop in heaven and earth. If you want to redress the wrongdoing of your man, I can satisfy you, but you have to pay the price, because everything is also She, because in my place, everything has a price..."

Zhang Fan tells the rules of the world pawnshop.

Everything in the world can be traded, but you can take out the things that he can fancy trading.

Because there is no free lunch in this world, whatever is given to you will take away your other things in another way.

"The merciful and compassionate Bodhisattva, I know, I know, even the Bodhisattva also needs incense money, everything in me, my man, my child, everything in my family, as long as you need it, you can take it. Go, I just want my man to come back innocently, the compassionate Bodhisattva, I thank you..."

Song Xiaoe was originally sitting on the stool, but suddenly kneeled down again religiously, like Zhang Fan made a wish.