Lin Miao came down from the mountain and saw the undulating farmhouses from a distance, as well as the faint smoke of cooking.

This is the Linjia Village in memory, a small village, belonging to Chuanyuan County, Mingyang County. It's not big, but it's actually bigger than the nearby villages.

According to the latest statistics of the Daqing Dynasty, there are dozens of households here, and the total population is several streets behind other villages.

Not all of these dozens of families are surnamed Lin, in fact, only a few are surnamed Lin, and most of them are surnamed Zhang. Of course, there are other surnames, such as the surname Lu, which is relatively few.

As for why it is called Linjia Village, it is said that a couple surnamed Lin happened to this deserted place hundreds of years ago, and felt that the beautiful mountains and rivers took root here, and then named it Linjia Village.

The big-leaved banyan at the end of the village was planted by the ancestors of the Lin family at that time, and now, during the New Year's holidays, the people in the village will also go to the banyan tree to put incense on it and pray for good weather or something.

At this time, just after noon, according to the usual time period, there should be a lot of people gathered here to chat, but today there is not a single figure.

Lin Miao is not stupid, after thinking about it, he knew that these people must have moved to the Lin family to see the excitement, and sure enough, before he got close to the Lin family, he heard the sound of small discussions.

"I really didn't expect that Lin Yue was so shameless, and she had been with that Master Liu for a year."

"What's not to think of? I knew at a glance that she was a, the kind of vixen that people say. ”

"What else do you say to prove her innocence by dying, can she have the courage to die?"

"That is to say, I usually cry for a long time when I break my skin, thinking that I will be a daughter after living in the county for a year."

The voices of discussion came and went, and most of the little girls' faces were angry and a little mean.

These people are really... Lin Miao frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly a figure flashed out, pulling her sleeve with her hand, and said in a loud voice: "Yo, didn't you say that you can't live?" Why are you still here? ”

Lin Miao shook off her hand and pulled down the collar to reveal the dark red bruise on her neck, and said, "See, Lord Yama thinks I'm too wronged and won't accept me."

Zhang Qingqing was stunned, not only her, but the little girls around her were also frightened, such obvious strangulation marks, you don't need to ask to know that they are traces left after hanging, they are all hanged and not dead, is it really that Lord Yama does not accept it?

Beside her, Zhang Zhao pulled Lin Miao and said, "You stupid girl, why are you really looking for death."

Lin Miao also wanted to ask Lin Yue, what could she not think of, isn't it just a man, white skin, beautiful and long legs, and afraid that there is no man, so she is really speechless.

"By the way, what's going on with that old man Liu?" Zhang Zhao then asked.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Miao, although Lin Miao proved his innocence by death, but that Master Liu said conclusively that the two of them had been good for a year, and they had made a private decision for life, and it didn't look like a fake.

"The devil knows where he came from, sister, can I let go of the good-looking Xiucai and not love it, and make a private agreement with a greasy middle-aged man for life? I don't have in my eyes. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, and nine out of ten of the girls in the village had admiration for Feng Xiuwen, who could read and write and was handsome, and let them choose, they would definitely not choose that Master Liu.

"Who knows if you hooked up with that Master Liu because Brother Xiuwen ignored you, and you knew that you weren't worthy of him."

The person who spoke was called Zhang Xi'er, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with a standard melon seed face, her eyes were amorous Danfeng eyes, and her mouth was also a small cherry mouth, but unfortunately her nose was not good-looking and a little collapsed.

The other girls in the village only had a faint admiration for Feng Xiuwen, but Zhang Xi'er was more than that, she felt that she and Feng Xiuwen were destined fate, because the day she was born happened to be the Feng family came to settle in Linjia Village.

"No matter how much he ignores me, I am also his beleaguered fiancée, he will marry me sooner or later, why should I hook up with others." Lin Miao sneered as she spoke, as if she was laughing at Zhang Xi'er's stupidity.

Zhang Xi'er felt humiliated, and clenched her fists in anger, but she was powerless to refute.

Zhang Qingqing, who was standing next to her, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't say it so nicely, I heard that someone saw you with a man in gray clothes before you fell into the river."

A man in gray clothes? Lin Miao recalled that at that time, Lin's father was sent to the town for diagnosis and treatment because he broke his leg, and it was said that he would need a lot of medicine, and Lin Yue felt that he could ask his fiancé for help, so he asked Feng Xiuwen to tell her that she was waiting for him by the river in Xiaoba.

She sat down on the rocks by the river, and the warm winter sun shone on her, making her doze off, and at last she did not notice anyone approaching, let alone who had pushed her into the river.

According to this Xi'er's words, is it a man who pushed her? It's not right, if there is really a man who is seen, you should know that the man is the murderer of Lin Yue.

Thinking of this, Lin Miao's gaze turned to Zhang Qingqing, pondering how to ask her who saw Lin Yue with the man.

"Is it the rotten gut man who is spreading rumors? It's clear that I can't see our sister Yue'er talking nonsense. Zhang Zhao was so angry that he opened his mouth and scolded.

"Cut, don't say anything else, who doesn't know how innocent Lin Yue is holding on to the Lu family's refusal to let go." Zhang Qingqing's eyes were very disdainful, everyone was watching at that time, and they still wanted to do nothing but happen, and they wanted to be beautiful.

"You..."Zhang Zhao retorted speechlessly, just now it can be said that it was nonsense without evidence, everyone has seen this, if she says it is nonsense, she is not stupid for others.

Lin Miao tugged at her sleeve and smiled at her: "That's the instinct to survive, they don't understand, don't talk so much nonsense with them."

Zhang Zhao was stunned for a moment and didn't react, and a little black girl standing next to her snorted coldly: "What do you say about instinct, it's a water-based poplar, and when you see a man, you will stick it."

Little Heimei's words were quite mean, Lin Miao tried hard to find out her memory, and found that she had no impression of her, and was about to speak, when suddenly a crisp and immature voice sounded: "You are only a water-based Yanghua, my eldest sister is not."

Xiao Douding didn't understand the meaning of water-based poplar flowers, but he knew that it was scolding, so he glared at Xiao Heimei hatefully.

"Zhuangzhuang" Lin Miao shouted tentatively, if the memory is not wrong, this is the younger brother of this body, called Lin Zhuangzhuang, who is six years old this year.

Lin Zhuangzhuang's little friend didn't look back, but said firmly: "Eldest sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Lin Miao's heart warmed, she reached out and rubbed his hair, the small pill head was a little loosely tied, and when she rubbed it, it all fell apart.

"Big sister?" Lin Zhuangzhuang turned his head and looked at Lin Miao, who was smiling happily, his heart was stagnant, why did his eldest sister still laugh at this time? It can't be stupid, right?

Lin Miao withdrew her hand, and her gaze shifted from Lin Zhuangzhuang to Xiao Heimei again, and said, "Only dirty people will think in the direction of dirty."

After speaking, he didn't want to deal with them anymore, so he said hello to Zhang Zhao and led Lin Zhuangzhuang towards the crowd.

Zhang Cui'er, the little black girl standing in place, her face was flushed, her eyes were gloomy, and her hand shrunk in the sleeve of her cotton coat was tightly clenched into a fist, and for a moment, she wanted to rush up and scratch that face.