Yang Ruoqing secretly glanced at Tan's pretending to be calm face, and secretly prayed in her heart that the third girl she would see later had better be intact, otherwise, she was really afraid that the old lady wouldn't be able to bear it!
The two mothers and grandsons had just stepped out of the courtyard when they heard Mrs. Liu ask Luo Fengtang in surprise: "Tangyaozi, didn't you say you found it? Where is the third girl?"
Luo Fengtang said in a deep voice: "I have some clues, but I didn't bring them back..."
Mrs. Liu became even more anxious. She grabbed Luo Fengtang's sleeve and stamped her foot: "What do you call this? If you have a clue, doesn't it mean you have found it? If you find it, you should bring it back!"
Luo Fengtang lowered his head and glanced at the sleeve that was caught. Except for his wife and daughter, he rarely had such physical contact with his mother, Tuoba Xian.
As for touching other women outside, that's even more impossible.
But at this moment, Luo Fengtang held it back, "This matter is difficult to explain in words, I'd better tell my fourth uncle and my father-in-law!"
Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were waiting nearby, with the anxiety and doubts on their faces no less than those of Liu.
"Tang Yazi, what's going on?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Luo Fengtang glanced at the two of them: "Father-in-law, fourth uncle, let me take a step to talk."
The three of them went outside the courtyard, and Ms. Liu wanted to follow, but was stopped by Ju'er and Yu Bamei.
"Why can't you let me listen? What's wrong with my third daughter? What's wrong with my daughter? Is my daughter in trouble? Oh my god..."
Mrs. Liu's body suddenly stiffened, she raised her neck and cried at the top of her voice to the darkening sky.
The expressions of others also became heavy again.
Someone grabbed the few people who came back with Luo Fengtang to inquire about the situation. They were told that they met Luo Fengtang at the foot of the mountain. Luo Fengtang did not say anything specific, so they were kept in the dark.
At this point, everyone's guesses have become firmer.
If a living person is found, even if he is injured, he will definitely be brought back to report the good news.
Not only was the person invisible, but the words were also cryptic. It was probably bad news. Hey, what a sensible and hard-working third girl. She was already sixteen or seventeen years old. Such a good age was lost like this. She really learned from her father. A piece of meat was taken out of Mom!
In the corner outside the yard, Luo Fengtang said solemnly to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming: "Father-in-law, fourth uncle, Narisong and I found a girl near the wild boar forest. Judging from the clothes she was wearing, she was very young. She is about the same height as the third girl, but because her face was covered by the beast, we can't tell whether she is the third sister..."
Yang Huazhong almost didn't mention it in one breath.
Yang Huaming's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
How can a person still be alive when his face is completely gone?
My daughter, my third daughter...are gone!
This middle-aged man who has been ridiculous for half his life, for the first time truly understands what it means to be heartbroken and what life is worse than death.
She has always talked about favoring boys over girls, even if she didn't have enough food and clothing, she would risk her life to have a son.
The daughter is an outsider. After the daughter gets married, she is used to help and support her younger brother. When she is in her natal family, it is enough to give her a bite to eat and drink...
Now that his daughter was gone, Yang Huaming raised his hand and slapped himself.
He was not a good father. The child was reincarnated as his daughter and never enjoyed a single day of happiness or being held in the palm of his hand.
He is not a human being, he is an animal, worse than a pig or a dog!
Yang Huaming wanted to hit himself again, but Yang Huazhong caught his wrist.
"Fourth, don't be like this. You have to cheer up. The third girl is still waiting for us to pick her up!" Yang Huazhong's eyes were also red. He had been running around in the mountains all day and night, and his voice had already become hoarse after shouting all day and night. .
When Yang Huaming collapsed, 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 Narisong, leaving Narisong to guard there. Luo Fengtang returned to the village to report to everyone.
That day, Risong meant to take Murase directly back, but Luo Fengtang always felt that the corpse's face was bruised, 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 for confirmation. He didn't dare to say anything in the yard just now because he was frightened by Mrs. Liu's appearance, fearing that she wouldn't be able to hold on before she heard everything. I just told Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming in private.
"Third brother, my daughter...my daughter is gone..." Yang Huaming raised his head and looked at Yang Huazhong, his eyes dull, and he could only murmur this sentence.
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Beside the tea ditch at the foot of the mountain, the female corpse was lying quietly on the grass, covered with a man's coat.
At the intersection a few steps away, Risong was squatting on the side of the road, wearing a sleeping garment on his upper body.
The torch came out of the village, crossed the river, and went straight to the tea garden.
That day Risong stood up and looked at the group of people coming over. The leader was Luo Fengtang, followed by Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong. Sun and Bao Suyun were supporting Liu, and Yang Ruoqing and Yang Yongzhi were carrying a stretcher in their hands.
Risong didn't say anything that day and stepped aside. Even the rough guy from the north couldn't stand this scene.
Yang Huaming stepped forward and lifted the clothes covering the female body with trembling hands. On the face that was bloody and bloody, one eyeball hung out, and the other eye socket was empty and dark.
The skin on the face is gone, the beautiful little nose is gone, leaving two holes, the peach-like lips are gone, and the white teeth are covered with solidified blood...
Yang Huaming's hands were shaking as if something was wrong, his lips were trembling and he couldn't cry out.
Yang Huazhong also turned away and choked.
Mrs. Liu rushed towards her like crazy and hugged the female body in her arms, "My poor girl..."
The cries scared away the birds that were perched nearby, and the onlookers all sobbed softly.
It was so miserable, even more miserable than the roasted son of Zhao Dagou's family last time.
As the third uncle of the third girl, Li Zheng of Changping Village, Yang Huazhong felt guilty, self-blame, and even had deep doubts about himself when such things happened repeatedly on his own territory.
In the tea garden, people burst into tears, heartbroken.
Luo Fengtang and Narisong walked aside and stood silently.
The corners of Yang Ruoqing's eyes were also wet. She never dreamed that the few conversations she had with the third girl by the pond yesterday morning would become quatrains.
Such a quiet, well-behaved, hard-working and intelligent cousin, her cousin also promised to sponsor half of the dowry when she got married, and it was just gone?
etc,
Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something.
Yes, yesterday she deliberately mentioned the wild mushrooms she sent to the third girl, implying that Liu Xueyun liked to eat them.
Could it be that this stubborn girl went into the mountains alone to pick mushrooms?
With her head buzzing, Yang Ruoqing couldn't believe her guess.
If that were the case, then her cousin would be... an accomplice in the death of the third sister!
