There are more than a dozen families in the village, all of whom are neighbors.

Although I often gossip, spit dirty water, and spit out spit, if any family does something, they will help me.

As soon as the village chief said on the radio, everyone put down their work and went out to work. They searched back and forth, but they didn't look for anyone, so they didn't look for them anymore.

After all, it's so late, everyone in the family has old and young, and they are still waiting for dinner.

Just as everyone had just stopped, they suddenly heard a scream. The shout was extremely sad, which made people feel numb and scared.

They immediately rushed to Wang Yuemei's house when they heard the sound and were shocked by the situation in the yard.

After searching for so long, everyone was smoking and unable to find a paralyzed person. After all, they had some bad guesses, but they just didn't say it.

But when he saw Wang Yuemei motionless on the ground with his own eyes, he still couldn't speak.

With the village chief's scream, everyone shivered, and then they showed a complex look.

Wang Yuemei, who used to be incredible and had a variety of suitors, lived more exquisitely than anyone else, died.

Death on such an ordinary day, death is unknown.

Except for Huang Shan and Li Gen, no one else knew that Wang Yuemei did not die in the house where miscellaneous items were stored, but in the smelly and small chicken coop.

Huang Shan knew the reason why Li Gen concealed it. He didn't want others to be verbally irrelevant after his mother died.

If others know and then spread it, some people will definitely comment, sigh, and mock it in secret.

Look, Wang Yuemei paid more attention to her appearance during her lifetime. Not to mention her clothes, no matter she was twenty, thirty, or fifty, she always wore flowers, gardenias, honeysuckle, etc. on her head, and she was dressed very beautifully.

She was even more arrogant. She looked down on this one and that one, blindly pursuing perfection, and even her own youngest son was not welcomed. No one could stand the biased guy. Whoever couldn't help but persuaded him would be sarcastic.

When it comes, when it dies, it is no different from a beast.

I'm afraid that they will not only think so, but those people will take out the chicken coop and spit it alone. What does that mean? Isn't this obvious? Just Wang Yuemei's glory history is very suitable.

So Li Gen would not say that he could not let his mother become a laughing stock after dinner.

Huang Dan just couldn't figure out who did this.

He didn't have long been in contact with Wang Yuemei, and combined his understanding with the original owner's memory, including the fragments he heard, you can think of what kind of person Wang Yuemei was.

Being harsh on others and even more so on yourself, and you cannot tolerate any flaws or stains.

The murderer stuffed Wang Yuemei's body into such a dirty place, which was a great insult. He lived her desperately, forcibly covered her with a dirty smell throughout her life and followed her forever.

With Wang Yuemei's personality, even if she goes to the underworld, she will not be able to raise her head.

How much hatred, disgust, and hatred are there?

Huang Dan frowned. Just during the day today, he thought that Wang Yuemei was the most suspicious of killing Li Dagui. He was ready to fill in the answer and submit the task results.

Unexpectedly, she died.

Huang Dan felt that he had entered a dead end, but was pushed in by an invisible big hand.

Can we eliminate Wang Yuemei like he did?

Huang Dan's eyebrows were furrowed together.

Everything he saw and heard was always directed at Wang Yuemei. The death now was too sudden, which made him fall into a state of chaos.

Wu Cuiling, who rushed back from Shanghechang, staggered and rushed beside Wang Yuemei, crying loudly, "Mom...what is wrong with you...how is this happening..."

Huang Dan came to his senses only then.

He glanced at the second suspect Wu Cuiling, and he lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wu Cuiling cried so hard that her nose and tears were all gone. She was panicked and she was at a loss. Someone went to pull her, and some were persuading something, and it was a mess.

The yard was filled with a stream of depression.

The chickens were back in the nest, and they gathered together, pecking their wings happily. The person who only knew that they occupied the nest was finally gone, but they didn't know that it was a dead person.

After Li Gen made that scream, he didn't say a word.

He is too quiet and scary.

Huang Dan went back and said to Chen Jinhua who was sitting on the threshold, "I'll go to my brother's place to sleep tonight."

Chen Jinhua wiped her tears, "Okay, please persuade Li Gen more and let him think more."

Huang Dan scooped a scoop of water in the water tank, squatted on the ground and poured the water into his hands, "Mom, what do you think is going on? When I met Aunt Wang at noon, she was still fine."

Chen Jinhua sighed, "Life is impermanent, this person can be gone if he says nothing."

There was a lot of complaint in her tone, "One or two are not around to accompany her. I really don't know what I think. Your Aunt Wang body doesn't leave anyone at all!"

Huang Dan said, "Sister Cuiling and Brother are busy with things, and they don't know that Aunt Wang will have an accident."

Chen Jinhua twisted her nose and threw it on the ground to wipe the soles of her shoes. She wiped it a few times on the hem of her jacket, "If there was one of them who could have more snacks, how could this happen to you Aunt Wang?"

"I'm so alive, I just died like that. I don't know who did it..." She gasped and her face looked very bad, "Forget it, let's not talk."

Huang Shan asked, "Mom, your stomach hurts again?"

Chen Jinhua leaned against the door frame, "I am old and have many minor problems. There is no big deal. Just slow down."

Huang Dan said, "Where are the medicine? Where did you put it? I'll get it for you."

Chen Jinhua's expression was a bit strange.

Huang Dan guessed what, "Has it finished?"

Chen Jinhua didn't say anything.

Huang Dan had a headache, "Mom, the medicine is gone, why don't you tell me?"

Chen Jinhua said, "The medicine is very expensive. A small bag costs several dollars. It is so unpalatable that it doesn't work. My mother thinks that drinking more water is better than eating anything."

Huang Shan withdrew his exploratory gaze, and Chen Jinhua was waiting for death.

He pressed his eyebrows and walked back and forth in the same place, "I'll go to the town to buy you medicine tomorrow."

Chen Jinhua said, "If you buy it, mom won't eat it."

Huang Dan said, "Then throw it away."

Chen Jinhua said angrily, "You are getting more and more courageous, and you dare to threaten your mother now!"

Huang Dan put the water scoop back into the water tank, "Mom, body is the most important thing. Look at Aunt Wang, if you say you are not there, you will be gone. My brother suddenly lost his mother. I don't want to be like him."

Chen Jinhua patted the dust on her jacket, "You are too old, you can take care of yourself."

Huang Shan stared at the woman in front of him.

Chen Jinhua stood up with the door frame and turned to the main hall, "There are peanuts cooked in the pot, take some with you to take them over, and eat them when you are hungry at night."

Huang Dan stood there, looking at the woman's limping figure, narrowed his eyes and said, "Mom, I know Aunt Wang is gone, you must feel very uncomfortable, but you can't be resurrected by death, don't be too sad."

Chen Jinhua paused and said, "Mom knows."

Huang Dan went to Li Gen's house with peanuts. The village chief and the others went back. The pig in the circle was hungry and was arching the wooden railings angry. It was all about the power of a pig to break the lifeless atmosphere.

However, no one paid attention to the pig's efforts. It was destined to sleep hungry tonight.

Huang Dan went to the house, put the peanuts on the table, grabbed a handful and handed them to the man sitting at the head of the bed, "Brother, eat some peanuts."

Li Gen smoked in silence.

Huang Dan's hands were sore, so he changed to another one. He sat by the bed, not knowing what to do. Even when facing the mountains of drawings and staying up late to work overtime again and again, he was not so powerless.

The smoke in the room is strong and it is closer to the point of being pungent.

Li Gen pinched off the cigarette's butt, went to get a match, lit one and then sucked it. He didn't cry or make a sound, and was suppressing his emotions with the cigarette.

Huang Dan peeled the salted peanuts in his hand and ate them, got up and went to the kitchen.

Both pots were cold, with white rice in the jar, shelled soybeans on the stove, sweet potato leaves in the basket, and a few small sweet potatoes wrapped in a circle of soil.

Usually it was Wu Cuiling who cooked rice, but now she was almost crying and she couldn't come to cook dinner.

Huang Dan has always been the manager of his daily life. He can't cook, and he can't even tell the difference between soy sauce and vinegar. When he travels to this world, he knows how to set fire and learns a lot of things.

Looking at the pot hole, Huang Dan saw a lot of dry firewood and a large bamboo basket of dried straw, so he went to fetch water to wash rice, wash the pot and cook porridge.

He sat by the pot hole to burn the fire, "Mr. System, Wang Yuemei is dead."

System, "There are synchronized Mr. Huang's task progress below."

Huang Dan said, "Then do you know what happened to Li Gen and I in the cornfield?"

The system said I don’t know, “All hot content below the eyes is blocked.”

Huang Dan breathed a sigh of relief. He was still very shy when he did that kind of thing. Just don’t know, just follow the normal suspicion, right? Otherwise, his mission would not be still going on and he did not receive any prompts.

"Mr. System, this time, I was wrong. The tiger poison does not eat the child. Wang Yuemei probably only seriously prefers her eldest son Li Gen. She thinks that it is the biggest highlight of her life and puts all her hopes on it. As for the younger son Li Dagui, she thinks it is a mud that cannot be supported on the wall. The fortune teller said that he defeated the eldest son, so Wang Yuemei hates her younger son even more and said, "It would be great if the younger son died, but that doesn't mean she will really do it."

"Sometimes, some words may be just casual words, and they will not put them into action. If they really do it, they will not say anything."

Huang Dan held the fire tongs and felt that he was quite a failure. So far, his mind was still messy and he couldn't figure it out. He didn't know where the thread was. He could only rely on death, which was the only way to eliminate the murderer.

[Mr. Huang, your guardian sent you a "Love Hug". Are you willing to accept it?]

"No."
To be continued...