Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7675 Human and Physical Evidence
Yang Huasheng murmured silently: "Uncle, I'm so poor, I'm going to make some money with you, don't you blame me..."

He stretched out his hand and put it on the arm of little old Yangtou.

Suddenly, the arm moved suddenly, and it clasped Yang Huasheng's wrist with its backhand.

"what!"

Yang Huasheng screamed and ran out. Behind him, the other hand of "Little Old Yangtou" was on his shoulder, pulling him back forcibly.

"Fake corpse! Help!"

In an instant, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, as if it were daytime, Yu Xingkui pushed Lao Yangtou, Luo Tiejiang, Lao Suntou, Daniu, Wang Hongtao, Yang Huaming, and Yang Yongjin brothers into the room in a swarm.

Seeing so many people coming at once, Yang Huasheng seemed to meet a savior, struggling with the big iron-like hand on his shoulder, and asking everyone for help.

"Save me, save me, my uncle is cheating!"

However, the crowd still didn't move, all kinds of complicated eyes were intertwined on him, what made him feel the most real was shock, anger, and also full of contempt and condemnation.

"Hua Sheng, Hua Sheng, so you are such a beast!"

Old Yang beat hard on the armrest of the wheelchair and gritted his teeth.

Yang Huaming was also full of anger, pointing at Yang Huasheng: "You bastard doesn't deserve the surname Yang!"

Everyone else shook their heads, and the little old Yang's grandson even rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, knocking Yang Huasheng to the ground with his fist.

"I told you to steal my master's coffin book, and I will beat you to death!"

The young man became angry and rushed forward to punch and kick Yang Huasheng again.

Yang Huasheng's mother-in-law and son Yang Yongbing rushed over. Seeing this, the mother-in-law stomped her feet anxiously and shouted, "What kind of justice is it for a nephew to beat his uncle?"

The mother-in-law yelled and patted Yang Yongbing on the back, wanting him to hurry over and save Yang Huasheng.

However, when Yang Yongbing saw this, he immediately thought that the plan must have been revealed.

He subconsciously backed away, not daring to step forward at all.

His actions angered his mother, the woman slapped him, and rushed up to block Yang Huasheng, crying.

"If you want to hit me, kill me first. If a nephew hits his uncle, there is no kingly law, no natural law..."

Seeing this, Lao Yang hurriedly ordered other people to pull them away.

In fact, even if Old Yang didn't order, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Hongtao had already stepped forward.

After the two sides separated, Yong Bingniang still used her body to protect Yang Huasheng, crying and cursing at the people in this room, "...you are bullying, my uncle passed away and our family jumped inside to help, what, you old Yang The momentum of the family is so great that you can't get used to poor families like us? Then don't contact us in the future, why do you want to do such a cruel thing to my Huasheng?"

The woman was crying and cursing so loudly that all the neighbors came here to watch the excitement.

Mrs. Liu was also in the crowd, and was about to come out to complain when she saw this, Yang Ruoqing pulled her with a big belly.

On today's stage, she, Yang Ruoqing, was going to be in the c position, and she was also taking the female pig's foot script.

"Auntie, if you want to cry and scold, I won't stop you. Just take a break to catch your breath and let me say something before you continue."

Yang Ruoqing came to Yong Bingniang with her big belly, her face was calm and her tone was very peaceful, which didn't match the tense atmosphere in the room.

But there was another kind of momentum that made Yong Bingniang shut her mouth subconsciously, stopped crying and scolding, and stared at Yang Ruoqing in a daze.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to Yang Huasheng who was hiding behind the woman, and said word by word: "He, on the other hand, arranged for my little grandpa's funeral. Originally, I was very grateful to him, but he had dirty ideas."

"Just before, he slipped into the house by himself under the pretext of burning incense for me, but he ransacked everything to get my little grandpa's coffin into his arms before everyone packed up the belongings."

Yong Bingniang's eyes widened, and she turned to look at her man.

"Is there such a thing?"

Yang Huasheng waved his hands again and again, "No, no, girl Qing is talking nonsense!"

The woman turned her head and yelled at Yang Ruoqing, "Stop framing people, my Huasheng is not that kind of person!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't argue with the woman, but calmly continued, "He ransacked the box but couldn't find any money, so he targeted my little grandpa's body."

"But he never expected that my little grandpa would suddenly move. He was already guilty, so he was frightened into such a cowardly look!"

"No, I didn't, which eye of yours saw me flipping here and there? You framed me, you slandered people, you're nonsense!" Yang Huasheng hid behind his wife and refuted loudly, but he never dared to lift his head. I dare not look over to the bed.

Yang Ruoqing sneered, "I'm not the only one who saw it, I still have witnesses!"

She clapped her hands and shouted towards the bed: "Okay brother, the curtain call is over."

As she finished speaking, the white cloth on the bed was lifted, and Yang Yongqing jumped down from above. Seeing Yang Huasheng who was huddled behind the woman who was scared out of his wits, Yang Yongqing made a grimace on purpose.

"Uncle Hua Sheng, didn't you pee your pants? Hahaha..."

Yang Huasheng raised his head, looked at Yang Yongqing, then at the empty bed and the white cloth that had been lifted, and was stunned.

It turned out that it was not my uncle's body that was lying on the bed, but Yang Yongqing!
No wonder he thought his uncle had grown a head after his death?
It's also because I was too guilty and flustered at the time, and the light in the room was dim, so I caught their way!
"Go, go, it turns out that you are pretending to be a ghost, so you don't do human affairs!"

Yang Huasheng bit the bullet and responded to Yang Yongqing.

He stood up from the ground, without even bothering to pull the woman who was standing in front of him, he went to Old Yang and anxiously explained: "Uncle, it's not what they said, I'm not that kind of person."

"I came here to burn incense for my uncle..."

Old Yang interrupted Yang Huasheng's words, and fixed his stern eyes on the other party's eyes: "When you burn incense, burn incense, what are you going to do with your uncle? Don't you want to rummage through his pocket?"

Yang Huasheng rolled his eyes and said, "I, I'm afraid..."

"You're afraid that my little grandpa will get cold from kicking off the quilt, aren't you?" Yang Yongqing shrugged his shoulders and smiled narrowly.

Yang Huasheng was about to nod subconsciously, but suddenly realized something, and shook his head like a rattle.

"Why are you rummaging through boxes and cabinets?" Old Yang continued to ask.

Yang Huasheng shook his head again, "I really didn't rummage through everything."

"I've seen it all." Yang Yongqing patted himself on the chest, "I'm the witness that Qing'er said, Uncle Hua Sheng, don't try to argue!"

Yang Huasheng stared and stomped his feet, "It's true when you see it? Who will believe what you say about your character? If you are an upright person, why don't you pay attention to your daughter's mother, Mrs. Mo?"

"You are a witness, no one will believe it!"

"Uncle Hua Sheng, you really don't cry when you see the coffin. Do you really want me to expose your old face?"

Yang Ruoqing sighed, came over and grabbed Yang Huasheng's right hand, turned it over, "What do you see in your hand?"

(End of this chapter)