Yang Qinghe's initial embarrassment at being seen in a wretched state gradually passed away.
Looking at the child in front of him who couldn't hide his delicate features even though he was wearing coarse clothes, he felt that if his mouth hadn't been covered, he should have laughed three times. .
He thought it was a big kid who kidnapped him, but it turned out to be a little kid.
Of course he knew that this child was not simple.
If he were simple, he wouldn't be tied up.
But no matter how simple he was, he was still a child.
I'm afraid he just took advantage of the fact that he was still alive and wanted to ask his father to do something.
He has seen many such people, and he doesn't care whether he should be killed or not.
If he really wants to kill him, why would he bother to go all the way to bring him to him?
After he calmed down, Wei Rui began to frown.
Wei Qi was still too young after all.
Wei An was not annoyed.
He squatted aside and counted Yang Qinghe with a smile: "I heard that you have about ten aunts.
Counting intercourse and so on, there are probably more.
But why haven't you given birth to a few?"
Now that I have a son, I only have one son.”
Only then did Yang Qinghe feel strange.
This person knew so clearly about his family's affairs that it was so clear that it made people shudder.
Wei An didn't stop, and even played with his nails with a smile: "I also heard that your father built a shrine for Cao An in his hometown.
I heard that the shrine robbed the land of a member, and the member complained.
No, in the end, you arranged to make so many piles.
Years have passed, and I'm afraid that the temple is no longer stable.
Monsters and ghosts, without sacrifices, I'm afraid it won't last long."
She seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, and smiled at Yang Qinghe: " I’m afraid it’s quite suitable for you and your son to be a living couple.”
Wei Rui felt that the atmosphere in the room suddenly became scary.
He really didn't know how Wei An knew this.
Thinking about what she said about making a stake, his hair stood on end.
Yang Qinghe was even worse.
His eyes that had just relaxed suddenly became sharp, looking at Wei An like knives.
Wei An had already asked Wei Rui to pull out the rag stuffed in his mouth.
The smile on his face instantly disappeared and he asked him coldly: "Whether you want to live or die, you can choose for yourself."
Yang Qinghe sighed and struggled to sit up: "I don't know what you said."
"Then let me tell you."
Wei An pressed forward step by step without giving in, with condescending confidence: "When Uncle Cheng En took advantage of the Wei family banquet to sneak into the female family members, who pointed him to the road and why Zhu Fang could Young Master Yang should know about proposing marriage to the Wei family, right?"
Yang Qinghe finally understood that the little girl in front of him was not an ordinary little girl who was easy to fool.
When old things were revealed, they were still such secretive old things.
His chest shook violently for a while, and he shook his head resolutely: "I said it, you said it.
What, this young master can’t understand a word he says?”
Guard An's patience reached the extreme.
He picked up the iron dustpan that contained food and hit Yang Qinghe on the head with a bang, knocking him completely unconscious.
Then he stood up coldly and stood next to him: "From now on. , if you don’t answer well when I ask, I will cut off one of your fingers.
You don’t need me to remind you of the use of your fingers.”
With a look from her, Wei Rui quickly pulled out a small dagger from the side of his shoe and put it in Yang Qinghe's hand.
Yang Qinghe really wanted to think that this little girl was joking, but looking at Wei An's eyes, he knew it was definitely not the case.
He frowned and asked her, "Who on earth are you?"
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Wei An ignored him and raised a finger: "I'm going to ask the first question now.
When Uncle Cheng En secretly hid the handkerchiefs of the Wei family women, does it have anything to do with you?"
Yang Qinghe stared at her, squinted his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "You are so vicious at such a young age."
Wei An had already looked towards Wei Rui.
Wei Rui was actually a little hesitant that this person could be of great use, but looking at Wei An's posture, he was going to torture people to death, which was not good.
And Wei An is just a kid after all, so I’m afraid he’s just talking about how awesome he is.
Guard Security had already started counting: "The first finger" Wei Rui couldn't let Wei An lose his authority at this time, so he raised the knife and brought it down with a click, and he really cut off one of Yang Qinghe's little fingers.
Yang Qinghe hissed in pain, followed by heart-rending pain.
He clutched his little finger and curled up, roaring over and over.
Wei An had seen a lot of these tortures in his last life, and didn't think it was anything at all.
Instead, he felt that Yang Qinghe was being pretentious.
He calmly looked at the pool of blood in front of Yang Qinghe, and his voice was still as cold as the ice in winter. : "I'll ask you again.
If you still don't tell me, I'll cut off one of your fingers."
Yang Qinghe no longer dared to regard her words as a joke.
He was torn between saying or not saying it for a while.
Then he looked at the bleeding dagger in Wei Rui's hand.
He held his fingers and responded with difficulty in a trembling voice.
"Yes."
"It's your father's handiwork."
Wei An seemed to know everything.
He still tried to persuade Yang Qinghe, who was two or three times more senior than her, "What benefits did the Zhu family give your father?"
Pain can easily make people's brains dull.
Yang Qinghe paused for a moment before saying, "Iron ore."
Wei An smiled: "But your family doesn't seem to have made a fortune.
Your hometown is in Anyuan, Shaoxing.
I checked and found that your property has not increased, and you don't spend a lot of money in your life."
Yang Qinghe said nothing.
However, Wei An didn't yell to chop off one of his fingers anymore.
He sat next to him and continued what he said before: "The Xiu Sheng Temple doesn't need so much money, right?
The money was probably given to Cao An in exchange for your father's future." " Only then did Yang Qinghe become truly frightened.
It was already the middle of summer, and he was sweating, painful, and dizzy.
He actually fainted for a moment.
Wei Rui asked his confidant to bring water and splash him awake.
Wei An asked him coldly, "Are you awake?
You are awake.
Let's continue."
Yang Qinghe didn't answer a word.
Wei An said softly: "Tell me everything that happened back then.
Tell me everything you know."
After saying that, he looked at the piece of his finger that fell on the ground.
Yang Qinghe's hands shook and he kept a cold face for a long time.
Finally, he compromised and opened his mouth.
What he said was disorganized and somewhat incoherent, but Wei An didn't speak a word, sitting in silence and listening, occasionally giving him a meaningful look.
Every time Yang Qinghe was about to tell a lie, he immediately turned around.
This little girl was very evil and seemed to know everything.
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He wasn't sure how much she knew, and he was afraid that he would provoke her to say something else.
A finger.
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