It was a cloudy day today and the light in the house was not good.

Wang Yuemei was half lying down, "It's early in the morning, it's noisy outside. What's wrong? Cuiling, you said."

She seemed to be unaware of it, but she seemed to have another idea.

Wu Cuiling said, "He Wei died in the morning."

Wang Yuemei asked, "How did you die?"

Wu Cuiling shook her head.

Wang Yuemei looked at her, "I don't know, or don't want to say it?"

Wu Cuiling said, "I don't know."

"Is that true?" Wang Yuemei was still looking at her, "Why did I hear your uncle mention Dagui? What does He Wei's death have to do with Dagui?"

Wu Cuiling said, "Someone saw a shadow when he passed by He Wei's house last night."

She pursed her lips and her voice was a little trembling, "They found it in the bamboo garden behind He Wei's house...discovered..."

Wang Yuemei said impatiently, "You are so old that you can't even speak clearly?"

"Gown, Dagui's red gown."

Wu Cuiling held her hands tightly and trembled her lips, "Everyone is rumoring that it is Dagui who is coming back to ask him for his life."

Wang Yuemei said, "I remember that Dagui's clothes were burned during his lifetime. Tell me, what's wrong with the jacket?"

Wu Cuiling said, "I don't know."

Wang Yuemei glanced coldly, "Cui Ling, my lower body is paralyzed, but my brain is not paralyzed."

Wu Cuiling was a little excited, "Mom, you were there when you sorted out the precious things, and I really didn't know anything."

"I was fetching water by the pond in the morning. When I heard about this, I was shocked and came back quickly."

Wang Yuemei pressed the honeysuckle on her head into her hair, "Then why are you guilty?"

Wu Cuiling defended, "Mom, I don't feel guilty, I just can't figure it out."

Wang Yuemei asked again, "After Jinhua left last night, I called you, why didn't you come in?"

Wu Cuiling said, "I've been planting rice seedlings in the field during the day, and I've been sleeping early."

Wang Yuemei was still about to speak, but Li Gen, who had not spoken, spoke, "Cui Ling, go and make breakfast and look at the fire in the pot hole."

Wu Cuiling turned around.

Wang Yuemei lost her temper, "What to eat? Genzi, go to her house."

Li Gen frowned, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Wang Yuemei's face was not good, "Your brother has been underground for two years and has been used by others. How can you ignore this?"

Li Gen said, "The matter has not been clarified yet..."

Wang Yuemei interrupted her son, "So I'm asking you to see it now."

Wu Cuiling said softly, "Brother, look, I'm fine."

Li Gen kicked the threshold in annoyed manner and went to the house of Wu Cuiling and Dagui.

Wu Cuiling followed behind her and reached out to put her hair behind her ears, "Brother, don't vomit with mom, she feels uncomfortable."

Li Gen said, "I know."

Wu Cuiling's face was pale and she wanted to speak, "Brother, how could Dagui's gown be..."

Li Gen only said, "Man is more terrible than ghosts."

A moment later, Li Gen went to hand in the office, "Mom, I saw that there was no expensive thing in the house."

Wang Yuemei said, "Of course not, because they are all burned."

Li Gen couldn't understand, "Then do you want me to see it?"

Wang Yuemei didn't say the reason, "Come here and squeeze your legs for mom."

Li Gen sat down beside the bed and pinched his mother's unconscious legs.

Wang Yuemei said, "Then He Wei has retribution."

Li Gen asked with his eyes.

Wang Yuemei recalled that He Wei and Li Dagui used to collect goose feather movies and made a lunatic girl's belly bigger outside. Later, the lunatic girl was dysfunctional and died of one big and one young.

"Not many people know about this."

Li Gen sighed.

Wang Yuemei said, "Don't go to He Wei's house, his family will not come to him by himself."

"What do you say outside? Just let them pass it on, you don't have to pay attention to it."

As Wang Yuemei expected, the He family did not make any statement.

First, they couldn't explain the reason why their son died in the house, and second, they didn't know whether the jacket was floating over or who put it on it.

Third, they have done bad things.

Huang Dan’s mission is to find out the murderer who killed Li Dagui. As for whether He Wei died of illness or was scared to death, it has nothing to do with him.

However, He Wei's death led to Li Dagui, and Huang Dan wanted to touch the vine.

Huang Dan first looked for Zhang Yingxiong and chatted with him.

Zhang Yingxiong tied sleeves on his legs at the door, "Although I don't know how He Wei died, it's definitely not a big brother who resurrected his life."

Huang Dan squatted down, "Why are you so sure?"

Zhang Yingxiong said, "As far as I know, He Wei is very good at flattering Brother Dagui, and the two of them have nothing to celebrate."

Huang Dan said, "Is that true? But I heard that He Wei has that thought about Sister Cuiling."

Zhang Yingxiong looked shocked, "No way?"

Yellow List, “…”

Zhang Yingxiong tsk, "Don't you all work outside? Why do you know more than I know?"

Huang Danxin said, that's because you're blind.

Zhang Yingxiong lowered his head and pulled his sleeves, "But even if He Wei likes Sister Cuiling, he doesn't dare to do anything even if he is so cowardly."

"Everyone said that Brother Dagui's death is related to He Wei, and it's really the same thing, it's bullshit."

He smacked his lips, "On the day Brother Dagui died, He Wei and Sister Cuiling were climbing firewood on the mountain, so he could not harm Brother Dagui."

Huang Dan raised his eyelids, "Are you sure?"

Zhang Yingxiong said, "I'm sure, I'm behind them."

Huang Dan said, "I asked you before, why didn't you say this?"

Zhang Yingxiong coughed, "My mother won't let me talk out."

Huang Dan asked him, "Then why do you want to say it now?"

Zhang Yingxiong curled his lips, "I'm not feeling it because of my feelings."

Huang Dan said, "Then how do you think He Wei died?"

Zhang Yingxiong said, "How can I know? I haven't opened my eyes."

He stood up and said, "Don't think about it, He Wei is not a good person, don't bother him, I'll go to the fields to work."

Huang Dan seemed to be thinking.

In the evening, a radio sounded in the village, "Friends, please come to my side for a meeting now."

In about half an hour, all men, women, young and old in the village gathered in the rice bed.

The village chief is in his early forties, and is thin and has two beards, like an old goat.

If Wang Yuemei had not died, it would not be his turn.

The village chief held this meeting mainly to make the villagers believe in science and not to believe rumors.

He raised his hand and said seriously, "The rumors stop at the wise. I believe that everyone is the wise!"

The rice bed was filled with sparse applause.

Huang Dan applied saliva and wiped the mosquito bag, and he glanced at Li Gen in the aftermath.

Li Gen also glanced over.

The two of them had more than a dozen people, their eyes met and they were staggered again.

The village chief finally finished his long speech, "Go back and cook!"

Everyone dispersed.

I've been tired for a day and have no strength to chew on the ground. I've lost the morning horror when Li Dagui's ghost came back.
To be continued...