Ah Jiao was a stutterer. She couldn't speak fluently to begin with. Now that so many people were looking at her, she couldn't speak even more.
"I didn't steal anything…" Ah Jiao's hand was swinging like a pendulum.
"If I steal something, I'll die a horrible death…"
This oath was quite vicious, but it could not wash away Ah Jiao's suspicion. From the stage to the room, only the two of them had touched the jewelry box, so the thief was definitely one of them.
"You were the only one who took the box after Ah Ju left. If you didn't steal it, who else could it be?" Mrs. Tao's head hurt a little.
"You're a good child. I believe you did this because you were confused. If you're willing to take out the jewelry, I won't blame you."
Ah Jiao was a stutterer. Her father disliked her for not speaking properly, so he left her and her mother behind. Later, when Ah Jiao's mother died, Ah Jiao helped others wash dishes on the street.
