Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5787 Female Corpse
Yang Huaming wanted to hit him again, but Yang Huazhong grabbed his wrist.

"Fourth, don't be like this, you have to cheer up, the third girl is still waiting for us to bring her back!" Yang Huazhong's eyes were also flushed, and his voice was already hoarse after running around in the mountains all day and all night. .

When Yang Huaming collapsed earlier, Yang Huazhong learned from Luo Fengtang that the body of the third girl was carried to the tea garden at the foot of the mountain by Luo Fengtang and Na Risong, leaving Na Risong to guard there, and Luo Fengtang came back to the village to report to everyone.

That Risong meant to bring it back to Murase directly, but Luo Fengtang always felt that the face of the corpse was smudged, maybe... maybe it wasn't the third girl?

So with a trace of fantasy and luck, he went back to the village to find his family members to confirm. He didn't dare to say in the yard just now. He was frightened by Mrs. Liu's appearance. Only then did I tell Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming in private.

"Third brother, my daughter...my daughter is gone..." Yang Huaming raised his head, looked at Yang Huazhong, his eyes were dull, and he could only murmur this sentence.

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By the tea ditch at the foot of the mountain, the female corpse lay quietly on the grass, covered with a man's big clothes.

At the intersection a few steps away, Na Risong was squatting on the side of the road, wearing a sleeping underwear on his upper body.

The torch came out of the village, crossed the river, and went straight to the tea garden.

That day Song stood up and looked at the group of people coming, the leader was Luo Fengtang, followed by Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong, Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun were supporting Mrs. Liu, and Yang Ruoqing and Yang Yongzhi were still carrying stretchers.

Ri Song didn't say anything that day, and stepped aside, the rough guy from the north couldn't stand this scene.

Yang Huaming stepped forward, and with trembling hands lifted off the clothes covering the female corpse. On the bloody face, one eyeball was hanging outside, and the other eye socket was empty and pitch-black.

The skin on the face is gone, the small nose that used to be delicate is gone, leaving two holes, the peach-like lips are gone, and the white teeth are covered with congealed blood...

Yang Huaming's hands were shaking like something, his lips trembled and he couldn't cry out.

Yang Huazhong also turned his face to choke up.

Mrs. Liu rushed forward like crazy, hugged the female corpse in her arms, "Poor girl..."

The cries startled the birds that lived nearby, and the onlookers all sobbed softly.

It was so miserable, even worse than the roasted son of Zhao Dagou's family last time.

As the uncle of the third girl, Lizheng of Changping Village, Yang Huazhong felt guilty, blamed himself, and even had deep doubts about himself when such things happened repeatedly on his own territory.

In the tea garden, weeping together, heart-piercing.

Luo Fengtang and Na Risong walked aside, and they stood silently.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's eyes were also wet. She never dreamed that the conversation with Sanyatou by the pond yesterday morning would become a quatrain.

Such a quiet, well-behaved, industrious and intelligent cousin, she promised to sponsor half of the dowry when she got married, so it's gone?
and many more,

Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something.

Yes, yesterday she deliberately mentioned the wild mushrooms she gave to Sanya, implying that Liu Xueyun likes to eat them.

Could it be that this stubborn girl went into the mountain alone to pick mushrooms?

There was a buzzing in her head, Yang Ruoqing couldn't believe her guess.

If that's the case, then the third sister's death, her cousin is... an accomplice!

(End of this chapter)