"That doesn't prove that someone murdered, right?" Hao Jian questioned.

"It's spread all over the village!" Yang Erzhuang also corroborated with a look of concern: "That bastard didn't do it himself, let the junior he found come to talk to his mother-in-law, the two women quarreled, and the whole village could hear the loud voice!" Later, Cheng Weihai's bastard came back and said that his mother-in-law was dead, and the patrol team didn't know what ecstasy soup he had poured into him, so he took him back for questioning, and even said that he had any alibi evidence, and released the person again! ”

"Sister-in-law Xiaoli is really miserable! followed such a white-eyed wolf with no conscience, not to mention that he was alive and did not enjoy happiness, and he was still soaking in the well for so many years after he died! Yang Dazhuang said with a sad expression.

The more I listened, the more wrong it became, so I quickly stopped Yang Erzhuang, who was about to speak, and asked, "Two big brothers, are we talking about the same thing?" How did I hear that Cheng Weihai's wife fell into the well by mistake, and later he also handled the funeral, how could the body have been soaking in the well? ”

"Funeral? Bullshit funeral! Yang Dazhuang scolded, patted his thigh and shouted: "The one who suffered a thousand knives said that the corpse couldn't be fished up, so he buried a few clothes that Xiaoli's sister-in-law usually wore, and I want me to say that he must be a thief and dare not see Xiaoli's sister-in-law!" Otherwise, how could a well that went straight up and down not be fished up? ”

I can see that the anger of the brothers is from the heart, but Cheng Weihai's state before is not like a lie, he turned his head and exchanged glances with Hao Jian and Kiko, and found that their expressions were more confused than me, and he sighed and said that he really had to rely on himself.

Yang Dazhuang and his brothers pushed a cart to carry bricks on the ridge, and the three of us waited in the yard to clean up the collapsed courtyard wall by the way.

"It seems that Cheng Weihai's house is not far from here?" Hao Jian looked at the Yang brothers from afar and muttered, and then raised his chin at me: "Do you want to find a chance to take a look for a while?" ”

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." I thought about it and refused, the courtyard wall we hit was almost three meters long, and it was almost dark when we finished building the wall, and even if we went up, we couldn't see anything.

The two brothers had already pushed the car to the front, and the neighbors near heard the movement and came out to see the excitement, and when the Yang brothers were looking for someone to help, they explained the cause and effect by the way, and then everyone began to scold Cheng Weihai for not being a thing, and it was more than an hour later for us to really start working.

Fortunately, the Yang brothers are very popular in the village, and they have found seven or eight middle-aged people to help build the wall, plus Hao Jian and I are more than ten people, but we really don't have the skills of bricklayers.

There are many people who are easy to do, and the collapsed courtyard wall has begun to take shape before half an hour, and a middle-aged man in his forties has caught my attention when he is working, and others are scolding Cheng Weihai for not being a thing, only he is working alone, and his technique of building the wall is very skillful, basically one person can top the efficiency of the three people next to him!

In order to decorate the store before, I deliberately went to the labor market to understand the prices of all kinds of workers, this middle-aged man's craftsmanship in Yungang can definitely rank in the top few, at least 300 yuan a day in the urban area, and the main family has to be served with good cigarettes and wine, the appearance of this level of big workers in the village really makes me feel incredible.

Seeing that more than half of the wall was built, the Yang brothers came into the house and carried two pots of tea and a stack of coarse porcelain bowls with hot water bottles, beckoning everyone to rest for a while, Hao Jian took a sip and spit directly to the side of the road, wiped his mouth and asked in a low voice: "What is this drinking?" It's so drunk! It's even worse than crushing! ”

"The boar still wants to eat fine bran? In this remote place, it's good to drink some! I glanced at Hao Jian, raised my head and took a sip, and my face changed instantly!

I don't know how much tea was put in these two pots of water, and after drinking it, my mouth was bitter and astringent, but I couldn't spit it out under Hao Jian's gaze, so I could only swallow it hard, but I didn't expect the bitter taste of Huigan to be even stronger, I wasn't thirsty, but my mouth was dry from this sip of tea.

Just as I was trying to divert my attention, Yang Dazhuang came over with a kettle and said with a simple smile: "This is called Huanghua Miao, drinking it in summer can clear the heat and remove the fire, but the taste is a little bitter, and the peasant family is used to drinking it, but I don't know if it suits the taste of your city people?" ”

"It's good, it's hot and it's time to go to the fire."

I smiled reluctantly, feeling that my face was stiff, and after rejecting Yang Dazhuang's kindness to renew the water, Kiko leaned over with a distorted expression and whispered, "What is Huanghuamiao?" It's too bitter, isn't it? ”

"Yellow flower seedling is a common name, and the scientific name is dandelion." I gritted my teeth and whispered back, and accidentally saw the middle-aged man with good skills, sitting alone next to him drinking tea, just now he has been using his left hand to build a wall with a mud shovel, I thought he was left-handed, but now he is holding the tea bowl with his right hand.

This little change doesn't mean anything, but I still feel a little strange, so I thought about it and walked to the middle-aged man with a bowl, touched him and smiled and asked, "What is the name of this big brother?" ”

"Just call me Lao Yang." The middle-aged man replied angrily, and then continued to drink tea with his head down, with a blank expression on his face, it seems that Yang Dazhuang is right, the people here are indeed used to drinking this kind of bitter thing to the bone.

I could feel Lao Yang's indifferent attitude, but I still continued to smile: "There are so many people surnamed Yang in the village, will Brother Yang say a big name?" ”

Lao Yang glanced up at me, and then continued to bow his head to drink tea, I thought about it and continued: "Actually, I have a store in Yungang that is being renovated, just now I saw that your wall building skills are good, I want to hand over the bricklayer's work to you, I don't know what your price is?" ”

"Don't go to the city." Lao Yang replied with four words, the voice was too small I almost didn't hear clearly, I was about to ask him why he didn't go, Yang Dazhuang had already called everyone to work, Lao Yang didn't even look at me and put down the tea bowl and got up to leave.

"What's going on? Does it taste good to put a hot face on a cold buttocks? Hao Jian leaned over and smiled cheaply: "But what do you think?" Isn't someone in charge of the renovation? Why are you still inviting this guy? ”

I ignored Hao Jian, I have been observing Lao Yang, he still holds a mud shovel in his left hand when he works, at first glance it seems to be skillful, but if you look closely, you can find that there is still a little incongruity, which shows that he is not left-handed, and he deliberately uses his left hand to hide something, but he doesn't care at all when he drinks tea, so the assumption of "covering up" is not valid.

I noticed that Lao Yang's right hand was stained with a lot of cement, but his left hand was clean, and I hadn't heard of anyone with a "local cleanliness habit", so he should not be protecting his "left hand", but trying to protect something on his left hand.

Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes and took a closer look, and sure enough, I found something interesting on the wrist of Lao Yang's left hand.