Bai Jie was anxious, and Yang Yuqi also expressed her worries about her parents and brothers.

In the past two years, the Yang family's parents have never believed that their son is a murderer, and they have constantly insisted on petitioning, and all their energy has been used in this regard, and they have no energy or financial resources to leave here.

They firmly believe that their son's soul is here, and they feel that even if they leave, they must first rehabilitate their son!

Quan Shengnan found the Yang family under the guidance of the Bai family's neighbors.

As soon as I arrived at the mouth of the alley, I heard a sharp voice scolding: "The surname Yang, return my daughter's life!" Give back my daughter's life! Don't be shrunken turtles! Isn't it enough to be a shrunken turtle for a few years? ”

Bai Jie trembled and said, "It's my mother, it's my mother!" ”

She burst into tears and said, "What a gentle and respectable person my mother is, because of me, she has become like this!" Miss Quan, go over and stop my parents from smashing the Yang family as before! ”

Quan Shengnan walked over quickly, only to see a middle-aged woman sitting at the door of Yang's house and scolding.

Next to her, a middle-aged man squatted, with the same anger and hatred on his face.

Yang Yuqi clenched his fists and entered directly through the door, while Bai Jie floated to his parents and cried: "Dad, Mom, don't be like this, the object of your resentment is not the Yang family!" ”

The white father and white mother couldn't hear their daughter's crying at all, and the white mother still talked endlessly.

The neighbors are accustomed to it, and few people come out to watch, only a few middle-aged women and little daughters-in-law who like to watch the excitement stand in front of their homes, munching melon seeds to relieve boredom.

The walls of Yang's house are mottled and dilapidated.

There are traces of smashing on the door wall, there are traces of dung, and there are still a few broken rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at the root of the wall, which emit an unpleasant smell in the hot summer.

Quan Shengnan let go of his senses, and saw a young man who looked very similar to Yang Yuqi sitting under the grape trellis in the courtyard with his parents.

The young man is two years older than Yang Yuqi, but his facial features are extremely similar, and he is Yang Yuqi's younger brother Yang Yulin.

He should be in the prime of life, but his back is a little rickety, presumably because of the rumors.

Their parents were only in their forties, but their temples were frosty and their faces were wrinkled, and they looked older than those of sixty years old.

Especially Father Yang, his face was so thin that the flesh was almost dry, like a skeleton.

Mother Yang kept wiping her tears and whimpered: "When is the head?" Our Qiqi is innocent, our Qiqi did not kill anyone, when will anyone make Qiqi avenge? ”

Father Yang leaned back in his chair and coughed constantly, and the heart-rending pain was directly expressed on his face.

However, he did not dare to cough out and covered his mouth tightly.

The muffled cough makes people cry.

"What's the use of saying that? The family saved a little money to buy a ticket, and Linlin and I went to petition again. Qiqi didn't kill anyone, even if I die, I have to find justice for Qiqi! ”

"That's right! You must ask for your brother's innocence! Thinking of his twin brother, Yang Yulin's heart ached.

Faced with such parents and brothers, Yang Yuqi cried bitterly.

Quan Shengnan sighed softly, raised his feet and walked to the white father and white mother.

The sunlight on her face was suddenly obscured, and the white mother raised her head and saw Quan Shengnan's delicate and transparent face, which was similar to her daughter's age, and she suddenly cried loudly.

"Who are you?" The white father stood in front of the white mother vigilantly.

Quan Shengnan's eyes fell on his face, and he said softly: "I am Bai Jie's friend, and I have something important to discuss with you." ”