Chapter 183: Xu Chuyue's Death
The villagers of Gudian Village have made a fortune and made a good living by relying on tourism. The son of the old Han family was admitted to college in his early years, and later settled in the United States, always saying that he would take his parents over. Lao Han and his wife were reluctant to leave their hometown at a great age, and they never let go.
But this year, the daughter-in-law is pregnant, and the son of the Han family repeats the old saying, saying that they can not only take care of their pregnant wife, but also help take care of the child in the future, and he also wants to sell the old house in his hometown to make some money and change to a bigger house, otherwise when the child is born, the old father and mother will come again, and the family will not be able to live at all.
Lao Han and his wife pondered for half a night, although they were worried about their future life abroad, but their love for their son and their expectations for their grandson still made them make up their minds to rent out the house first, and then return to their hometown when they went to live in the United States in case they were not used to it.
The house Xu Chuyue wants to see is the old Han's family.
Along the way, she was in a very good mood, she wanted to decorate her home in a new Chinese style, put up a comb back chair, an arhat bed and a Bogu frame, and hang a white curtain next to the bed, wake up every day to the song of cicadas and birds, play the piano, sing songs, make a pot of flower tea, sit on the rocking chair and blow the wind, and pass the afternoon.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but forget all kinds of uneasiness, and couldn't help but hum a song.
Xu Chuyue looked at the road sign in front of her and knew that she was not far from Gudian Village.
After a while, a moving scenery gradually appeared in front of her eyes—a verdant forest in the distance, and a vibrant field of flowers in the distance, with the breeze blowing, the leaves waving, and the flowers dancing. Xu Chuyue's car drove slower and slower, and finally simply pulled over.
She stood on the edge of the flower field and took a deep breath of air, the rich fragrance of flowers mixed with the smell of moist earth.
Xu Chuyue half-squatted down to admire those flowers, and after a while, she stood up and was about to walk forward, but when she got up, she felt dizzy. Xu Chuyue thought it was low blood sugar, and she squatted for a long time, so she didn't think much about it.
In the next second, she stumbled a few steps with her forehead and fell into the flower field.
A gust of wind blew, and the flowers bent their waists, but there was no trace of Xu Chuyue in the flower field, and the cars on the side of the road were nowhere to be seen, as if nothing had happened.
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Weiyang City is adjacent to Songshan City, the provincial capital, since ancient times because of the rise of Cao Yun, backed by Kui Mountain, south of Huaichuan, some county villages under its jurisdiction since ancient times rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to draft. But now that times have changed, young people are reluctant to stay in the countryside and go to the city to make a living, and these ancestral industries are slowly abandoned.
Yulong County is such a small county seat, it is located on the edge of the Huaichuan River, located at the junction of Weiyang and Songshan, most of the young and middle-aged laborers in the county have gone to Weiyang and Songshan to work, leaving only the elderly, children and a few idle families.
Fu Dajiang, an old bachelor in Yulong County, is a fisherman, he also went to Weiyang to work when he was young, but then he couldn't bear the hardships and ran home to resume his old business.
He said that he was a fisherman, but in fact, he fished for three days and dried nets for two days, and sometimes he drove a diesel boat out to go around, barely making ends meet. That's why he's still single.
On this day, Fu Dajiang went out to buy cigarettes and found that there were not many banknotes in his pocket, so he decided to go to the river at night to catch some fish, and tomorrow he would drag it to the morning market and sell it for some money.
In the evening, the sun will not set, taking advantage of the afterglow, Fu Dajiang leisurely walked to the river.
Hey, what's that?
Approaching the riverside, Fu Dajiang saw a black thing hidden in the half-human-high Cnidium monnieri bush from a distance. When I looked closer, I realized that it was a car.
The cart was parked crookedly by the river, and the slightest high tide would submerge it.
Who would park their car here? Sick in the brain? Fu Dajiang secretly wondered, could it be the legendary car shock?
Fu Dajiang couldn't help but get excited, he swallowed his saliva and tiptoed over, but he was immediately disappointed, because the car was empty.
He scolded a little depressedly, then looked left and right. There was nothing but lush greenery around him, and he coughed, but no one paid any attention, and it seemed that there was no one else here but him.
Fu Dajiang's eyes rolled, he turned to a dilapidated house by the river, picked up half a brick, and slowly leaned towards the car.
He leaned close to the window and saw a women's satchel in the passenger seat, bulging.
There's a play!
Fu Dajiang's heart was happy, he took the brick and went around to the other side to smash the window. As a result, before he could start smashing, he tripped and stumbled under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.
"Dare to get in the way of your uncle, fuck off!" Fu Dajiang scolded and kicked it, but he didn't kick away the stumbling block. Fu Dajiang's feet were soft, and he immediately felt wrong.
Although he is indeed not very diligent, after all, he has been a fisherman for many years, and he has seen a few drifters coming and going.
Fu Dajiang beat a drum in his heart. He clutched the brick, held his breath, carefully broke open the thick snake bed, and immediately lost his soul with fright—a female corpse faced Huai Jiang, kneeling in the grass in a strange posture.
Fu Dajiang just kicked her foot, probably because he hit the corpse just now, so the female corpse crooked, and then the upper body suddenly moved, and slowly fell towards the river bank, and the whole head was submerged in the rolling river, looking extremely terrifying.
"Oh my mother!" Fu Dajiang screamed, he dropped the brick, and stumbled towards the direction of the county seat.
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“…… When her aunt was packing up her belongings, she found a letter to me in the car, along with a half-filled courier note, so she called me. ”
I spoke what I heard on the phone, bowed my head and said no more.
Two days ago, she had just experienced an attack with Xu Chuyue and almost faced life and death, and later she also told me about her hometown and what happened to her, but maybe neither of us expected that it was actually the last time.
I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, although I don't have a deep relationship with her, but Xu Chuyue is a lively girl in my impression, on the surface, her mouth seems to be a little indebted, and she is a little unforgiving, but after deep contact, I feel that she is sensitive and fragile in her heart, no matter what, she is still a lovely girl overall.
Until now, I still can't believe that she would participate in these murderous activities, but all kinds of evidence show that she not only participated in the whole process, but even took the initiative to help Ran Fenqiang give advice and improve the plan.
People, how can there be so many masks?
Hua Hu looked at my depressed face, walked over and patted me on the shoulder, and sneered: "Do you think that all the girls in the world are like me?" Hum! Now you know how good I am. ”