"My aunt, she."

Zhang Ying immediately ran over, hugged Ye Miao and cried. Ye Miao was afraid that Zhang Ying would suffer, after all, she had offended most of the people by saying that, and it was not worth it at all. Who knows, she just ran over and picked her up without turning around and cried!

Although it's winter, it's not comfortable for anyone to rub their tears and snot on their bodies.

Ye Miaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, she reached out and slapped it casually.

"Okay, stop crying, everything will be fine. ”

Will everything be fine?

How can it be okay if her aunt is dead? Zhang Ying was puzzled, stopped crying and looked at Ye Miao in a daze: "Ye Yaoxiao!" Maybe she was crying too much just now, Zhang Ying stopped like this, and she couldn't stand it and began to hiccup.

"Hiccup, Ye Miao, Hiccup, how could my aunt die!"

Who told you, girl! Ye Miao sighed, and wanted to push but couldn't push Zhang Ying.

Ye Chen and Ye Han glanced at each other, and a trace of anger flashed in their eyes at the same time. This Zhang Ying is a two hundred and five, what are she doing when her aunt is dead and crying at people!

Ye Chen pushed Ye Han: "Take her away!"

Ye Han muttered: "Why don't you pick it up?"

Ye Chen glanced at this Han boss, he is not a fool, Ye Miao obviously sympathizes with this Zhang Ying, he doesn't want to be a bird.

It turns out that Ye Chen really knows Ye Miao, and Ye Miaomiao really has no problem with the crying Zhang Ying. Her voice is clear, and her already pretty face is even more gentle at this time.

"Okay, don't cry, let's bear with it for a while. Would you like to see your aunt?"

"Well, Ye Yaoxiao, I listen to you!"

Zhang Ying was obedient, obediently grabbed her sleeves and wiped the tears on her face, and the whole person was about to pounce on Zhang Dahua just like she threw at Ye Miao.

Ye Miaoxiao immediately grabbed Zhang Ying's sleeve quickly: "When did you make this dress, who gave you the materials, and is there anyone else who has the same clothes as yours?"

Zhang Ying was stunned for a moment, didn't she let her look at her aunt, why did she ask about the clothes again? Referring to who gave the material for the clothes, Zhang Ying subconsciously glanced back at Huang Xiaocao and nodded honestly: "Yes." ”

After speaking, he felt that his words were vague, and Zhang Ying explained: "Someone is the same as my material." ”

Ye Miao nodded, and just wanted to ask again, but heard someone talking.

"My slender, how can you stand next to this dead man, you little child!"

Huang Xiaocao changed her usual cowardice, and pulled Ye Miao to go down. Lin Hong frowned, but did not step forward. The so-called knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, her daughter's appearance is holding back what "good" she looks like, she can't interrupt her daughter's affairs.

As if to reflect Lin Hong's speculation, at this moment, I heard Zhang Ying immediately shout:

"Ye Yaoxiao, this material was given to me by my aunt!"

Huang Xiaocao's hand shook: "You kid was shocked, isn't this just ordinary clothing, your aunt gave it to you, what is this, you need to say it again." ”

"That's right!"

Ye Xiaoxiao bowed his head, and when he saw Ye Miao talking along with him, Huang Xiaocao immediately came to his senses.

"yes, slender, I'm right. He scolded Zhang Ying again: "Zhang Ying, don't make trouble, your aunt is like this, you still have the heart to think about these useless things, hurry up and clean up for your aunt." Look at her lying on the ground by herself now, and it's pitiful. ”

Ye Miao glanced at Huang Xiaocao, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face: "Aunt Huang, don't worry, I still want to ask Zhang Ying a few questions." ”

Huang Xiaocao looked very anxious: "Fair, what is there to ask, let's ask later." ”

As he spoke, he stared at Ye Miao, looking honest.

Ye Miao tugged at Zhang Ying's sleeve: "I remember that your clothes are still new." ”

Zhang Ying nodded immediately, and looked a little embarrassed: "I used to be a ghost, Ye Yaoxiao, don't always pull other people's pigtails and say." At that time, she was wearing this new dress and running around Ye Yao's house.

After speaking, he squatted down and took a handkerchief to cover Zhang Dahua.

Ye Miao stopped her: "Don't cover it for the time being." ”

Zhang Ying was fine, but now she saw Zhang Dahua lying motionless on the cold ground with her eyes closed, the braids on her head were messy, and she couldn't help crying.

"Auntie, why did you die!"

Zhang Ying lay on Zhang Dahua's body and hugged her and began to cry. Ye Miao watched coldly, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: how much Zhang Dahua failed as a person, and her mother's family came over with a half-grown niece, and the man who blamed himself just now on her mother-in-law's side is now standing aside like that, so many people are the only ones Zhang Ying still knows to cover her aunt with a handkerchief, so that this woman who has been scolded can retain the last trace of dignity.

It is really sad and lamentable.

Although she doesn't want to be sad in the Spring and Autumn Period, Ye Miao will inevitably not think of her previous life, and behind her in her previous life, no matter how three or two people can really cry about her early death.

With a sigh, Ye Yaoxiao resolutely refused to admit that she had pity for Zhang Dahua. Although none of Zhang Dahua's mother-in-law and mother-in-law are reliable, this is not her reason to practice herself.

In this world, whose shoulders have not been burdened, and whose heart has not been trampled on severely? But if you use this as an excuse to indulge yourself, such behavior is even more annoying than those who trample on yourself!

"Ye Yao, can you save my aunt!"

Zhang Ying's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked up and asked Ye Miao.

Ye Miao saw Zhang Dahua's hand being pressed by Zhang Ying, his eyes flashed, and he immediately shook his head: "How can I save him if he is already dead? I am not a Daluo Immortal." ”

The conversation changed: "However, I can help your aunt find the person who hurt her." ”

Ye Miao reminded of the old thing: "Who else has clothes of this color of yours besides you?"

Zhang Ying stared at him for a moment, turned his head and looked back fiercely.

Ye Xiaoxiao followed her gaze and followed, and saw that Huang Xiaocao had already shrunk back and hidden, and said, "Look at what I'm doing, I can still wear this color when I'm old!"

Zhang Ying retracted her gaze and whispered, "When I was washing my aunt's clothes, I heard her say that there is not much fabric. Village Chief Wei gave her a piece of scraps and gave a piece of scraps to Aunt Huang, my aunt gave it to me because Aunt Huang also had it, and she was angry!"

Ye Miao was stunned, it seemed that he was not wrong just now. She walked up to Huang Xiaocao unhurriedly: "Aunt Huang, do you also have this piece of fabric from Zhang Ying?"

Although Wei Dali didn't know what this fabric had to do with Zhang Ying's death, he intuitively felt that Ye Miaoxiao was going to do something, so he hurriedly scolded: "Ye Miao, you kid, what are you doing nonsense here!"

"I want to report the case, but Village Chief Wei won't let me, so I have to ask Aunt Huang for Zhang Dahua who is lying on the ground, why did the fabric on your pants get into Zhang Dahua's hands!"

When Zhang Ying heard this, she rushed over, wanting to pick up Huang Xiaocao's pants.

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