“Xiao Douzi said it, eh… where is Xiao Douzi?”
Zhou Mu scanned the area but couldn’t find Xiao Douzi anywhere.
“Zhou San Xifu’er, don’t you dare try to frame someone again with your fabricated stories!”
“That’s right! If you pull this stunt again, even if you fall to your death someday, we absolutely won’t lift a finger to help!”
She had pulled this kind of trick many times before. Seeing her heading in that direction again, everyone began growing restless, afraid of being singled out by her.
Wen Nianxin sensed their tension and understood they were traumatized by the original host’s past behavior.
The original host enjoyed framing people – that was her lack of virtue.
But Wen Nianxin was a model citizen, the type who would thoroughly clean the five-square-meter spot she occupied after packing up her street stall. She couldn’t be bothered with such despicable acts like false accusations.
“If I really wanted to frame you people, I could just make up any excuse – could you escape then?
Would I really need to actually crack my head open, make myself look this pathetic, just to extort three to five yuan from you? That probably wouldn’t even cover the medical bills!”
“Who knows what evil scheme you’re brewing in your heart.”
“You didn’t ask for much before, but with such a big scene this time, you’re probably aiming to extort a large sum from some family.”
No matter how much she explained, it seemed like crying wolf in everyone’s eyes. Wen Nianxin didn’t want to waste more breath.
“Mom, could you please go to the team leader’s house and bring him here? I’ll explain directly to him.”
“Nian Xin, you’ve lost quite a lot of blood. Maybe you should go to the clinic first and get bandaged up. If someone really harmed you, we can investigate after your wound is treated.”
“No, go get him now.
I’m afraid if I go to the clinic now, everyone in the entire production team will be too worried to eat a single warm meal.”
Moreover, if the matter wasn’t resolved immediately, what if the person who pushed her escaped with the evidence?
Who would she appeal to then?
Seeing her unusual insistence, Zhou Mu knew she couldn’t persuade her otherwise. Instead of going herself, she sent her eldest daughter-in-law who had come with her to run to Team Leader Wang’s house.
About seven or eight minutes later, Team Leader Wang arrived along with their family’s flatbed cart.
“Zhou San Xifu’er, what trouble are you trying to stir up now!”
As the leader of Fu Yi Production Team, Wang Yongshun had suffered greatly from Wen Nianxin during her five years in their team.
He was basically called to handle her dramas every few days, sometimes even more frequently – once or twice daily.
If only he had more authority, he would have driven her out long ago!
“Team Leader Wang, I was genuinely harmed this time, I swear.”
“Enough, don’t swear – it scares me.
Go on, I want to hear which unlucky soul you’re planning to pin the blame on this time!”
Wen Nianxin wasn’t angered by his words. “Could you first bring Xiao Douzi here?”
“Wen Nianxin, don’t you falsely accuse people!
Our Xiao Douzi is only six years old. How could such a small child possibly push someone as heavy as you!”
Hearing his youngest son’s name, Douzi Die nearby felt both panic and anger, almost breaking out in cold sweat.
If she tried to pin this on their Xiao Douzi given how seriously she was injured, it would probably cost them at least fifty yuan.
“I never said it was him! Just bring him here!
If he’s not here within five minutes, don’t blame me for saying whatever comes to mind!”
Her head was throbbing painfully, and she didn’t have the energy to argue with him slowly.
“Qiangzi, go to the Liu family and bring Xiao Douzi over.”
Wang Duizhang directly called out the name of the person closest to him, who immediately ran toward the Liu family’s direction.
“Third Aunt Zhou, our Xiao Douzi is just a child. He’s usually very obedient—he definitely wouldn’t push you on purpose. For the sake of us all living in the same Production Team, please let him go. I’m begging you as his father.”
Watching Qiangzi run off to fetch his son, Wen Nianxin maintained a firm expression.
Douzi Die’s face, originally livid, gradually turned pale, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
He pleaded humbly with Wen Nianxin, hoping she would show mercy.
“Whether this gets pinned on him depends on whether he tells the truth! If he lies, then he can’t blame me.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he tells the truth. If he dares to lie, I’ll break his legs!”
Wen Nianxin: “…” That really wasn’t necessary—she just wanted to uncover the real culprit.
Soon enough, Qiangzi forcibly carried over a struggling Xiao Douzi.
Knowing his son best, Douzi Die saw how fiercely his son was resisting and realized his earlier claim that Wen Nianxin had fallen on her own was false. He stepped forward and took the boy.
“Douzi, did you see someone push Third Aunt Zhou?”
“I don’t know! I didn’t see anything!”
Xiao Douzi was terrified, his round eyes now red and brimming with tears he didn’t dare shed.
“Xiao Douzi, if you tell the truth now, Third Aunt Zhou promises not to blame you and will even give you a candied hawthorn as a reward. But if you don’t speak up, I’ll have to ask Uncle Policeman to take you to the station to chat slowly~”
The book had mentioned that after the original host’s fatal fall, everyone in the Production Team initially thought she had tripped while chasing a sugar-figure seller. It wasn’t until a year later, when the real culprit was arrested for another crime and confessed at the police station, that the truth about her murder came to light.
The book also highlighted a key witness: six-year-old Xiao Douzi, who had witnessed the entire incident but was threatened into silence by the perpetrator.
Later, after the culprit was caught, Xiao Douzi, overwhelmed by fear and guilt over the original host’s death, suffered from depression for years before ultimately drowning himself in a river.
“Wuwu… I don’t dare say.”
“Xiao Douzi, Dad is here. Uncle Policeman and all the uncles in the team will protect you. Don’t be afraid—tell the truth. No one will blame you.”
“Wuwu…”
“That’s right, Xiao Douzi, don’t be scared. So many people are here with you. If you don’t speak up, Third Aunt Zhou will definitely make your family pay compensation.”
Wen Nianxin: “…” Thanks for the support!
“Wuwu… Don’t let Uncle Policeman take me away…”
Xiao Douzi trembled violently. Seeing him like this made Wen Nianxin uncomfortable—after all, he was just a six-year-old who hadn’t even started school yet.
But he was the only one who knew who had harmed the original host. If he didn’t speak up, Wen Nianxin couldn’t name the culprit either.
When she’d listened to the audiobook, the name had flashed by too quickly. How could she have known she’d transmigrate into the original host? She never memorized the killer’s name.
So all her hopes rested on Xiao Douzi.
No matter how reluctant she was, she had to ask it out today.