The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The water volume of several small streams near Dayangzhuang has skyrocketed, like a water dragon, frantically nourishing the earth. Two police cars with flashing red and blue lights roared through the main road of Dayangzhuang and went straight to the abandoned lime kiln. The leader of the team was an old policeman over 50 years old, and the folds on his face were like layers of hills. His name is Qin Badao, and he holds the position of director of the Yamaguchi Town Police Station. Just by looking at his name, you can know that he has something to do with Qin Xijian. Yes, the two of them are biological siblings, and Yang Chong calls him uncle.

After Qin drew his knife and observed the scene of the murder, he supported the two police officers to pack up the evidence.

He took out a cigarette, looked directly at Yang Chong and said, "This is a murder case, it's very sensitive, don't interfere." ”

Yang Chong hurriedly said, "Uncle, I still have to ......"

"Say no more!" Qin drew his knife and raised his hand to interrupt him, "How old are you to come out and participate in this murder?" Your mother's discipline is too loose, and I have to talk to her when I get back. And you! He pointed at Yang Eat Chicken, and Yang Eat Chicken had to stand in front of him obediently, "You are Xiao Chong's uncle, he is so frivolous, you don't stop a little, just let his temperament?" Look at the two of you, say that you are such adults, you don't look good, don't talk about you, are you still young? ”

"Alright, let's go home!"

After a lesson, Qin drew his knife and sent Yang Chong and Yang Eat Chicken home. Before leaving, I didn't forget to explain.

"When you go home, remember to ask your mother to boil you a bowl of ginger soup to drink, this thing will ward off the cold, and then change into a set of clean clothes and put on, and lie on the bed to sleep. I've been running all night, and I'm almost dry, and if I don't stop you, you'll have a fever and a cold! Leave it alone here, I'll let you know as soon as there's news. ”

Accountant Yang followed Yang Chong and the two back to the village, and did not forget to sigh on the way: "Your eldest uncle is really nagging, like a mother-in-law......

Before he finished speaking, he held back the words in his stomach under Yang Chong's sharp gaze.

smiled, said goodbye to Yang Chong and the two, borrowed an umbrella from the nearby villagers and ran home.

Yang Chong stood under the unfamiliar eaves, watching strings of raindrops pull apart, his eyes were a little confused, and he thought of a lot of things. The mine behind Xiaobeiding Mountain, the murderer in the wheat field case, the seventh grandmother who died blindly, the pig's head three in the lime kiln, the mass grave on the east side of Xiaoqiu Mountain, the bright spring Lin picking flowers, and the Li Wanwan who always pouted and walked proudly with her chin raised......

In just one day, he was distracted by complicated information, and he had no clue.

Yang Yuji saw his painful expression, patted him on the shoulder with some distress, and said: "Xiao Chong, don't think about things first, the most important thing now is to go back and rest, people are not machines after all, you have to turn slowly." ”

Yang Chong looked up and smiled: "Uncle, you should also go back and rest!" I'm sorry to let you run with me all night. ”

Yang Eating Chicken scratched his head generously: "What does the family say, do you say yes?" ”

The world is arrogant, Yang Chong watched Yang eat chicken, but his heart was warm.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the lime kiln, remembering Accountant Yang's abnormality and Qin Drawing's contempt, but his heart became more and more firm in his bold conjecture. It's a pity that there are still a lot of things missing, and it's not time to lift the lid.

The lonely Yang Eating Chicken looked at the back of Yang Chong passing through the rain, and a depression gradually floated in his heart.

He had a very poor literary style, and he thought of four words very strangely.

"The afterlife is terrible."

……

Back at home, Yang Chong simply wiped his body with hot water, and then lay comfortably on the bed and fell asleep. Yang watered and accompanied Qin Xijian in the middle cave all night, but he still got up to make breakfast, went to the right cave to look at Yang Chong, and saw that he had slept soundly, so he was reluctant to call him up to eat.

Yang Shuishui sat on the edge of the table with his sore legs, and a pair of eyelids couldn't help drooping, as if they were heavy.

On the table is a stack of pickles, which they had pickled before the winter of last year, and the thin and crisp shredded radish has long been soaked in the sauce, turning from white and translucent to brown, and the salty taste can be smelled from afar. In front of the pickles is a small bowl of white porridge, Yang watering will not do anything else, but the porridge is very set, and the ability to study the heat is Qin Xijian, the chef of the Yang family, applauded and admired. The white grains of rice are like pearls, one by one can be distinctly filled in the white porcelain bowl, in this cold rainy morning, the slightest white breath, twisted two pickles, soaked under the thick white porridge, the boiling salty taste is simply appetizing.

Yang watered and picked up the flatbread baked by Qin Xijian on the board, and it was a big mouthful, and the green onion was dipped in the sauce, and there was a crisp sound in his mouth.

After a meal, Yang watered and covered his feverish belly, and his spirit was much better.

As soon as I finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, Yang Huozi came over.

He is the only one among the more than 500 people in Dayangzhuang who knows a little bit of medical skills, and a few years ago, when the country wanted to formalize the practice of medicine, he took advantage of the time to get a medical license and hang it at the gate of his house to show off. Everyone thinks he's too flamboyant, but he doesn't. This is very understandable, he has been a dwarf five feet and a half inch since he was a child, short enough, or a rare camel, bent over when walking on the road, as if dragging a cannonball on his back, the child is not sensible, and when he sees it, he points at him and shouts Yang Camel Yang Camel.

When Yang Camel heard it, was it called an alpaca?

Grass mud horse?

He was immediately furious, what the child understands, it must be taught by the adults in his family, and the children parrot their tongues. So the people who looked at Dayangzhuang Village were a little hostile, and everyone looked like bastards chewing the root of their tongues behind their backs.

But there is one person he admires, and that is Yang watering.

Yang watering is a fool to do coal mines, but he doesn't have to say anything about his character, but his old opponent Yang Mingchan also gave a thumbs up behind his back, and willingly said Brother Shui, I will obey him!

In the early years, Yang Huozi took advantage of the midwinter of the ninth month to hunt game in Fengtai Mountain, thinking about the New Year's Festival, and engaged in a few hares to open meat and fight tooth sacrifices. He took the rabbit clip up the hill, and before he could set it up, a big wolf dog suddenly jumped out from behind him. It is common knowledge to know whether it is a cat or a dog, these little beasts love to pounce and crouch and turn their backs to them, especially people. By the time Yang Camel reacted to the fishy wind behind him, it was too late, and he was pressed to the ground by the big wolf dog at that time, and he opened his big mouth and bit his neck.

Fortunately, Yang Watering was also hunting pheasants in Fengtai Mountain at that time, and when he heard the movement of Yang Huozi, he ran over to rescue.

He happened to have an earthen gun on his back, and when he saw this, he took it and hit the big wolf dog!

The earth gun was originally of poor quality, the crosshairs were fluttering, and the poplar watered a few shots on the cypress tree behind, and the big wolf dog had nothing to do. Fortunately, the animal was not bright after all, and was a little frightened when it heard the gunshot, so it raised its head to the sky and whined a few times, and then ran into the grass.