According to Qin Xijian's statement, it is impossible for Shi Nian to roll suddenly, and if no one is doing it behind his back, Yang Chong will not believe it if he is killed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt present, it seems that the only eyewitness at the scene is Grandma Qi, and if you want to restore the truth, you can only go to her.

"I'd better go!"

Yang watered his cloudy eyes, "You are still young after all, and you don't have enough experience." ”

"Dad, as the old saying goes, don't be impressed for three days, don't look at me with old eyes, okay?" Yang Chong said with great ambition, "It doesn't matter how old I am, let's speak with facts." ”

At this point, can Yang still fight with him?

I had to shake my head self-deprecatingly, muttering: "Old, old......"

After saying goodbye to Yang watering and Qin Xijian, Yang Chong went out with Yang Eat Chicken. Turn around two alleys, counting the fifth house from left to right, which is where the courtyard of Yang Pengchao of the village committee is located. Yang Chong walked to the door of his house with Yang Eat Chicken, and was about to knock on the door, when a burst of crying suddenly came from inside the door, and then the crying became louder and louder, from the woman's voice mixed with the man's voice to the child's cry.

Yang Chong turned the back of his hand and knocked on the door.

It was Yang Pengchao of the village committee who opened the door. His eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and when Yang Chong asked, he realized that the old lady had just passed away!

"Seventh Grandma...... Is it just like that? ”

Yang Chong whispered, but he didn't want Yang to touch him with his elbow, and gestured with his eyes, it was too rude to speak like this in front of Yang Feichao.

When Yang Ran heard the news of the death of the seventh grandmother, he was also uneasy.

I don't have any special friendship with her, but as the only witness to the Wheat Field Case in the afternoon, if she dies, won't this matter become a headless unsolved case?

Walking from the gate to the hall, Yang Chong's mind had become calm.

He looked at the seventh grandmother lying on the bed, and saw that she looked perverse, staring at the roof with a pair of eyes stunned, no matter how Yang Spray Chao wiped it, he couldn't erase it. Death is not blind, this is a bad omen, and rural people are taboo about this. The hundred-year-old Rui, who is a golden treasure, is now a good baby, and now he is considered to have died without a problem, and he should be happy and mourned, but he can't close his eyes, so he has to make Yang Chong suspicious.

"Uncle, who was the last person to be with Grandma Seven?"

“…… Think about it. ”

After pondering for a while, Yang Spray was still unable to speak.

At this time, his wife Liu Guihua stood up, pushed Yang Pengchao, and said impatiently: "What can't you say about this?" Isn't it just the pig's head three! ”

"Pig head three?"

Yang Chong's heart jumped: "What are you doing at your house with three pig heads?" ”

Liu Guihua smashed her lips and said: "I went to his stall to buy pig's head meat, and he sold it out, so he said that he would cut a piece at home in the afternoon and send it to our home." Unfortunately, we went to school in the afternoon to deliver things to our son, but we were not at home, so the old lady came back from a walk in the wheat field alone. The third pig head took a picture with the old lady and left. But at that time, the old lady was fine, and she just got sick and passed with a kick. I am a sincere person, and I can't rely on other people's pigs to slander others! ”

It's complicated!

Yang Chong felt a mess in his mind.

Does this matter have anything to do with the third pig's head? He didn't dare to draw conclusions. As we all know, the three heads of the pig have been honest all his life, and he has done the work of a white knife into a red knife, but people are like selling tofu, and they are kind, and no one can be offended. Yang Chong only subconsciously suspected that the third pig head might do something, but after all, he couldn't be sure.

Since we can't be sure, we have to go along with it.

"Let's go!"

Yang Eater Chicken asked, "Where to go?" ”

Yang Chong said: "Find the pig head three!" ”

……

Under the starry night, Yang Chong's uncle and nephew rushed away. It didn't take long to find the third house of the pig's head, and when he saw his house brightly lit from afar, he was already seven points relieved, since he was at home, the death of the seventh grandmother probably had nothing to do with him. Yang Chong stepped forward and knocked on the door, knock knock, knocked thirteen times in a row, but still no one came to open it.

He glanced at Yang and frowned slightly.

So he came to the house of the three neighbors of the pig's head, and borrowed his ladder to jump over the wall and jump into the courtyard of the three pigs' houses.

There are still 100-watt light bulbs in his yard, and several of them are connected into large characters, illuminating the yard as if it were daytime.

In the middle of the courtyard, the hot water in a large iron basin was still steaming, and the carcass of a white and reddish piglet was soaked in the water, and the pig's eyes were closed. There is also a marinade next to it, which exudes a thick fishy smell. Everything seems to have just been prepared, it seems that the pig head three is preparing to make braised pork, but strangely, there is no one in the yard and the house.

"Third uncle! Third uncle! ”

"Pig three! Pig three! Are you at home? ”

Yang Chong and Yang Eat Chicken shouted together, but they were still silent, only insects chirping.

"Suffer!" Yang Chong suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, "Let's go and inform the village committee to use the radio to find someone!" ”

Yang eats chicken, but he thinks that there should be nothing wrong with the pig's head and three big men, and he feels that Yang Chong's proposal is a bit excessive. However, he can't save his little nephew's face, something may not happen, and it would be good if he could use the broadcast of the village committee to find him. At that moment, the two rushed to the small building of the village committee brigade side by side.

Because it was dark, most of the cadres of the village committee were off work, and only Accountant Yang was still on duty there.

When Yang Chong arrived, Accountant Yang was sitting in the chair with his head hanging down, napping in the chair.

Yang Chong woke him up and asked, "Accountant Yang, can the radio in the village be used?" ”

"It works, what's wrong?" Accountant Yang was woken up by him, and his heart was sullen, so he said with a straight face, "When is it, you came to the village committee to use the radio?" ”

"I'm in a hurry......"

"Who's not in a hurry in Dayangzhuang?"

Before Yang Chong finished speaking, Accountant Yang slashed his head and covered his face and pushed him back, "Young man, don't always think that the earth revolves around you. Oh, only yours is in a hurry, and everyone else's is? ”

When he spoke like this, Yang Chong's heart really caught fire.

The power of the fart is also to be adjusted, and civil servants are all doing this?

Oh no, this Yang Accountant is not a civil servant at all, but he has to enjoy the treatment of a civil servant himself, and he is really a spiritual civil servant.

Yang Chong's anger couldn't help but erupt, but Accountant Yang suddenly smiled, pointed at Yang Chong with his finger and said, "Hehe, young man, Uncle is just teasing you." Don't worry, Uncle is your elder, can he be angry with you? ”

What he meant in his words was, don't let Yang Chong feel that he was holding a grudge because he was robbed of white at noon.

Yang Chong's eyes widened, and for the first time, he felt that Accountant Yang in front of him was a shrewd person. In life, there are more enemies to be afraid of, but what you are afraid of is that your enemies will both forbear and change their faces, hiding hatred in their hearts, but with a smile on their faces, sometimes stabbing you in the back, you don't know who stabbed the knife, and the murderer is standing in front of you, smiling and helping you hand you gauze.