Volume IV Third Floor. Village Chapter 135: Nightmare Lifted?
Chen Rende died, died in the paddy fields.
The morning of the second day after the storm was a sunny day for the first time in a long time. After so long and rainy days, the villagers finally saw the sun once again obscured by dark clouds.
Chen Rende's body was found by villagers who had gone to work in the fields after the morning.
Most of the villagers did not feel sad or sad about Chen Rende's death, a stranger who had just arrived in Yushen Village, and had not yet had time to establish friendly relations with too many people, and most of them had only heard his name and identity for the first time in the lamentations of his death.
There were many people standing on the country road on the slope of the paddy field, and they crowded to the front to see this outsider who suddenly died in the paddy field, and no one felt sympathy for his death, only curiosity. Except for the neighbors Zhao Fang and Tang Jianguo's family, who were good friends with Chen Rende, Zhao Fang and they were still on the other side of the village and could not arrive in time, and when the police called to inquire, Zhao Fang refused the police's request without saying a word. In the end, Chen Qing stood up and was willing to follow the police who came to deal with Chen Rende's funeral. The villagers all praised Dr. Chen Qing's greatness, but none of them cared about Chen Rende's death and the cause of his death.
A stranger died in their village, and it wasn't a big deal.
Zhao Fang and Tang Jianguo, who returned to Tang's house early the next morning, also went to the paddy field to take a look on the way halfway, but a bunch of people surrounded the scene of human life, and there were only all kinds of heads at a glance, and there was still a little shadow of the corpse of their newly moved neighbor. Zhao Fang and Tang Jianguo saw that they couldn't see much excitement, so they went home disappointed.
"Grandma, you're back!"
As soon as she entered the door of Tang's house, Zhao Fang heard Tang Ling's surprise call, she raised her head, and saw Tang Ling sitting on a small bench watching TV looking at them happily, Zhao Fang was a little surprised that Tang Ling actually got up so early today, she nodded with some satisfaction, and her education for Tang Ling some time ago finally had an effect, Zhao Fang also slowly smiled, and responded gently: "Good boy, I got up so early today, are you hungry?" Grandma, I'll prepare breakfast for you. ”
"Mmmm, grandma's breakfast is the best!" Tang Ling propped her hands on the small bench, stretched her feet forward, swayed up and down, nodded and coquettishly towards Zhao Fang, which made Zhao Fang smile even more, and happily went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and Tang Jianguo didn't take care of Tang Ling the whole time, and went upstairs to make up for sleep.
After eating the breakfast prepared by Zhao Fang, Tang Ling was about to go to Qiao Lingxiang to play after talking to Zhao Fang, Zhao Fang answered, and suddenly remembered something and reminded her: "By the way, don't take the road on the other side of the paddy field today, there are dead people there, and a bunch of people are surrounding you, so don't go over there." ”
"Oh, okay. Grandma, who died? Tang Ling nodded and asked suspiciously.
"The neighbor who moved next door to us before, Chen Rende, I don't know what he did last night, he planted himself in the paddy field, and I heard that he died a miserable death." Zhao Fang explained casually, and then stopped talking to Tang Ling, and went to the kitchen after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.
Tang Ling sighed meaninglessly, and then regardless of whether Zhao Fang saw it or not, she nodded, and then went out.
On a sunny day after the rain, the air was filled with a smell that Tang Ling particularly liked. It was the fresh fragrance of the grass and trees after being exposed to the sun with dew, Tang Ling took a deep breath a little comfortably, slowly exhaled, and felt the warm sunlight falling on herself, and her mood was exceptionally bright and relaxed. She jumped up and down on the country road, and rarely greeted passers-by, causing passers-by to be a little surprised, thinking that the girl from the Tang family had eaten something unclean today.
There were more and more people standing on the rural road in front, and the road was already somewhat blocked, Tang Ling ignored it and continued to move forward. She didn't listen to Zhao Fang's words, but chose the way to the paddy field. The people around were busy watching the play and discussing, and they didn't notice that there was a thin figure shuttling in the crowd, and through the gap between the two, Tang Ling hid behind them and stared at the situation under the paddy field.
The two policemen who were forced to come to handle the case were a little absent-mindedly making records, they had been on duty all night and were tired and drowsy, but they didn't expect that they had just received this matter at dawn, although the murder of strangers was not worth investigating for them, but even if it was a formality, someone had to go to the scene and pretend to show the villagers. No, the two policemen had no choice but to go to the scene, recording the records with a pen, taking pictures of the camera, the faces of the two of them were full of tiredness and impatience, and they just wanted to take the body away as soon as possible and then hand it over.
Tang Ling hooked her lips and smiled, and then looked at the corpse of Chen Rende, who was still lying in the paddy field, and his skin was a little swollen, the blood clot on his head had dried up, standing on the short thick hair, the hair exposed on the water had long been dried by the sun, and the hair stained with water was still wet, and the same was true for his body, the fat body, the clothes exposed on the water had been dried, and the other side was still swelled, looking particularly miserable and weird.
It's pathetic.
Tang Ling thought with some pity. She looked up at her surroundings, and all the people who passed by had curious, indifferent, and disgusted faces, none of them sympathetic, and they had long been surprised by such things. For the people who died suddenly in their village, they would choose whether to mourn or watch a play, let alone an almost transparent stranger. Not to mention the police station in the village, the guys who take money to do things, they never care about things that have no interests at all.
So this murder, everyone will only think that it was an accident and self-inflicted.
"Doctor Chen, why don't you send this corpse to be burned, after all, it was a sudden accident, and it wouldn't be good if it disturbed Lord Mountain God." Suddenly, the words of one of the policemen caught Tang Ling's attention.
Dr. Chan?
"No, it is precisely because we are afraid of disturbing the mountain god that we should be more cautious, so let's go to the coffin shop in the village, buy a good coffin for Chen Rende, and then bury it in the back mountain. You can help me pack this corpse and send it to my clinic first, and I'll arrange the rest. Before Tang Ling could react to which Doctor Chen was, Chen Qing's voice suddenly sounded, and then, Tang Ling's sight appeared Chen Qing's figure, he explained to the two people beside him, and then turned to face the group of villagers on the slope who were still talking and watching, and said loudly, "Folks, let's all disperse, what should everyone do, it has been determined, this deceased probably drank too much wine last night, and then accidentally stepped on the big pit on the slope when passing here, and then slipped and rolled into the paddy field, In the end, he accidentally drowned. ”
As soon as the surrounding villagers heard Chen Qing's words, they no longer stayed where they were, and they all left slowly and obediently, and they were still talking on the road and walking away. Only one person hasn't left yet. Tang Ling was still standing in place, frowning, looking at the Chen Qing below, her heart was full of disbelief.
Drunken? How can it be? How could Chen Qing say that Chen Rende accidentally drowned after being drunk?
Maybe other unfamiliar villagers won't understand, but Chen Qing and Tang Ling definitely know one thing, that is, Chen Rende is the kind of person who can't drink. Because when Chen Rende went to Chen Qing to get the medicine, Tang Ling was also there at that time, and through the door of the lounge, she clearly heard the conversation between Chen Qing and Chen Rende.
"Brother Chen, don't drink alcohol if you take cold medicine, it may cause adverse reactions." Chen Qing handed the medicine to Chen Rende and instructed.
"I don't drink, I can't drink that thing, I've been found to be allergic to alcohol before, and I can't drink it, so I won't." Chen Rende touched his head and replied with a little silly smile.
So how could Chen Qing not know that Chen Rende couldn't drink, but why did he say that Chen Rende was drunk now? Tang Ling was confused, she frowned, and looked seriously at the person who turned around again to explain the matter to the police, and the villagers who were blocking her in front of her had already left, and she was slowly exposed outside.
At this time, Chen Qing, who was talking, seemed to have a premonition behind him, turned his head and looked back and up, and he saw Tang Ling standing on the slope looking at her with a serious face. The police were putting up their gloves to clean up the corpses on the ground with a sleepy face, and the villagers on the surrounding rural roads hurriedly left while peeking, leaving only Tang Ling and Chen Qing staring at each other silently.
Oh, Chen Qing, who had a calm face, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the frame of his glasses, showed a gentle smile to Tang Ling, and then turned his head back and continued to focus on the corpse lying on the ground, supervising the work of the police. And Tang Ling, without saying anything, didn't think about anything, turned around, and walked towards Qiao Lingxiang's house as if nothing happened.
After Qiao Lingxiang heard about this incident in the morning, she asked a few words with concern when Tang Ling came to her, although she didn't know why she suddenly wanted to talk to Tang Ling about Chen Rende, a stranger who had only met a few times, but she just felt that Tang Ling might be affected by this matter. Tang Ling, on the other hand, returned to her former liveliness, and after skipping the topic with Qiao Lingxiang for a few words, she said to Qiao Lingxiang: "Sister Qiao, let's fold a thousand paper cranes again today." ”
Chen Rende's matter came to an end, and after the people in the village talked about his affairs for several days, they no longer paid too much curiosity to this matter, and the new topic covered up this sudden accident, and people's attention would not be fixed on the same thing, and as time went by, they would be attracted by new heat, and no one would pay special attention to things that had nothing to do with them.
The days are still uneventful, as always, Tang Ling is running around in the village every day, folding thousands of paper cranes of various colors together when Qiao Lingxiang is fine, going to the pond to catch dragonflies with him on the day Gu Qingzhi comes back, occasionally going to the medical center, and there will no longer be too much communication when they meet Chen Qing, just nodding and smiling at each other, Tang Ling no longer pays too much attention to the situation of Qiao Lingxiang and Chen Qing, she now maintains an empty and boring life, since Chen Rende's death, The beautiful daily life she once enjoyed was beginning to become mediocre, uninterested, unattractive, unattractive, numb and empty, and could no longer make her mood rise and fall like a roller coaster.
After returning to the usual days, I don't know how long it took to spend a night, Tang Ling returned to her bedroom after washing, and collapsed on her bed tiredly, she felt that today was as boring as usual, time suddenly became no longer so fast, she began to feel like an empty shell with a lost soul, mixed with the days. Tang Ling sighed a little lost, she tossed and turned on the bed, she couldn't sleep, and finally reluctantly opened her eyes again, got up from the bed, walked to the windowsill, and wanted to open the curtains to take a look at the dark scenery outside.
When the curtain was not completely opened, Tang Ling's action of pulling the curtain slammed, her whole person seemed to be suddenly frozen, her eyes slowly widened, her mouth opened slightly unconsciously because of disbelief, her eyes were a little difficult to focus because of the trance, and it took a long time to finally see clearly, standing in the courtyard of the Tang family, the familiar and unfamiliar, looking at her bedroom intently.