Dumb farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 746 The relationship between drama and people
A blood-stained sachet dangled in Peng Yu's hand.

Although the colors were a little different, Ye Qingqing could tell at a glance that it was embroidered by her.

The reason why she can recognize it so quickly is because this sachet was hung on Ye Wanwan's body by herself on the day Ye Wanwan got married.

Looking at the sachet that was beyond recognition, Ye Qingqing was speechless.

No wonder Peng Yu had someone call him here early in the morning. It turned out that it was because of this sachet!
When Ye Wanwan got married, many people in the village were present, and naturally they all knew that the sachet was theirs, so it was not surprising to identify it.

only--

"This sachet is indeed mine, but I have given it away a long time ago. Doesn't Peng Butou know this?"

Ye Qingqing asked in her mouth, but she was sure in her heart that Butou Peng must know that the sachet was sent by herself.

After all, if he asks someone, that person will definitely tell the story.

Peng Yu raised his brows slightly when he heard the words, he never expected that Ye Qingqing didn't look panicked at all, but was able to ask herself quickly instead.

Knowing that the person in front of him is very intelligent, Peng Yu stopped circling around and said straight to the point, "You are right. I have already asked about this sachet. You gave Ye Wanwan this sachet. But Ye Wanwan said that she also I don't know when this sachet was lost. Anyway, after getting married, I never saw it again. She never wore it once. This is something that everyone in the village knows, so she doesn't know. Why is the sac here?"

Ye Qingqing laughed and said, "The owner of the things I sent out didn't even know why they were here, so how would I know? Peng Butou called me here with a sachet, what did he want to do?"

"You're very sharp-tongued." Peng Yu said with a smile.

Hearing the words, Jin Jiu blocked Ye Qingqing behind her, looked at Peng Yu coldly, and said, "Have you finished asking Butou Peng? If you have finished asking, then we will leave."

Peng Yu looked at Jin Jiu, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Maybe he didn't expect that there would be someone like Jin Jiu in such a small mountain village.

"I heard that you guys also came to watch the show the day before yesterday afternoon." Peng Yu didn't care what Jin Jiu said, and changed the subject on his own.

The topic changed so quickly that Jin Jiu couldn't help but frown, completely confused about the meaning of the head-hunting in front of him.

"Everyone in the village has come to see it." Ye Pingan suddenly interjected, "Are we wrong?"

You can't just watch a play and say that we are murderers!

Ye Pingan didn't say the latter sentence, but both Ye Qingqing and Jin Jiu understood it.

Obviously, Peng Yu also understood, because his smile became brighter.

"Of course I'm not saying that you are at fault, but I just want to ask you if you think that play has anything to do with Qi Yang's death."

Although he was talking to Ye Qingqing and the others, his eyes fell on the dead cat at the door.

Ye Qingqing and the others followed his gaze, and the scene of the play appeared in their minds.

When I was singing, it seemed that I was really whipping a cat tied up.

The little boy's scolding, the little girl's crying, and the old cat's screaming.

At that time, I only felt that I was singing an opera, and everything was fake.

But looking at this dead cat now, I feel creepy.

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