But later, her mother was beheaded in her room, and blood flowed everywhere.
He still has lingering fears about that scene.
His son doesn't go out, but he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.
Now that Mr. Gu is asking this question, it seems that something is wrong with his son.
The child had never seen his grandmother before she died, but others said that he was so young that he could not understand what it was like to have a severed head.
You shouldn't be afraid.
Even if others don't come to him, he will run to the river, the well, or play by himself in the grass.
Instead of never leaving him and his mother.
Could it be?
"No, no, no, no, it's impossible."
Ren Dahai was startled by his thoughts and broke into a cold sweat: "He is only five years old, how is that possible?"
Li Duanyuan was confused by Ren Dahai's sudden shout: "Ren Dahai, what is impossible? What did you think of?"
"No, no, I didn't think about anything."
Gu Qingjue asked Li Duanyuan to move forward. He and Ren Dahai fell a few steps behind and said softly: "Little Hutou is still young, so of course it's impossible. But it's not necessarily true for the people he knows."
Ren Dahai staggered forward in fright, but luckily Gu Qingjue caught him.
"Master Gu, what do you mean by this? Are you saying that Xiao Hutou knows the murderer of my mother?"
"That's all I said."
Gu Qingjue pointed to the grave not far away and changed the subject: "Is it right there?"
Ren Dahai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves and struggled to swallow the saliva down his throat, looking a little dazed.
"Ren Dahai, is this it?"
Chen Sanping, who was walking in front, came over to confirm the location of Xiaofang's grave with Ren Dahai.
"Huh? Oh, yes, that's it."
Li Duanyuan muttered: "You haven't come here for three years, so you have a good memory."
Ren Dahai said with a slight embarrassment: "After all, she is my daughter. Although I am sad that she passed away due to illness and I don't want to get emotional about it, how can I not remember her in my heart."
Gu Qingjue looked at Ren Dahai's expression, and it didn't look like he was being hypocritical.
Doubts arose in my heart.
Did he think wrong?
Wu Yu and Gu Qingjue were equally confused, but at this point, many things could not be determined without opening the coffin.
He said in a deep voice to Chen Pingsan and others: "Get ready to dig."
There were a total of twelve officials, each with a shovel. They moved very quickly. The little girl's grave was just a shallow grave. In just two quarters of an hour, the coffin was exposed.
"Master Wu, the digging has been completed."
Wu Yu looked up at the sun in the sky. It was almost the hottest time, so he asked Chen Pingsan to prepare to open the coffin.
Xiaofang's coffin looks cheap.
Three years later, there was a lot of decay. The thin coffin board only needed Chen Pingsan and Wang Han to use shovels on the left and right along the cracked cracks to make the coffin lid loose.
Wang Han pushed back harder, and those standing above could clearly see the situation inside the coffin.
As Wu Yu and Gu Qingjue guessed, Xiaofang's coffin was empty.
"How could, how could this happen?"
Ren Dahai was so surprised that he threw away the shovel in his hand, jumped down into the dug hole, lay down on the coffin, and touched the wooden boards inside the coffin with his hands.
But he rummaged through all the clothes placed in the coffin several times, but there was still nothing there.
"Impossible, I put Xiaofang in with my own hands."
Ren Dahai shouted, extremely emotional: "Is my daughter alive? She woke up and crawled out of the coffin."
"Ren Dahai, calm down."
"Sir, that's my daughter. I put her in with my own hands. Now there's not even a body. How can you keep me calm? I'm going to find Xiaofang. Xiaofang must still be alive."
Ren Dahai stumbled, turned around and wanted to run away.
He was knocked unconscious by Wang Han with a knife.
Wang Han's hands were not heavy, and they took Ren Hairen back to his home and put him on the bed, but he woke up within a quarter of an hour.
In this quarter of an hour.
Jin didn't cry or make a fuss, and didn't even ask why Ren Dahai was dizzy. She just sat in front of the bed holding her son, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Ayun!"
Ren Dahai opened his eyes and called for Jin.
Jin then let go of the little tiger's head and helped Ren Dahai sit up.
"Haidai, are you okay?"
Ren Dahai was stunned for several breaths, then suddenly took Jin's hand: "Ayun, do you know, Xiaofang is missing, she is not in the coffin."
Ren Dahai's hands were very strong, and he was a man, so Jin was pulled half of his body around by him.
But Gu Qingjue noticed that A Fang hesitated to speak.
He rubbed the thumb and forefinger of his left hand.
Judging from Jin's reaction, she must know something.
"Jin, if you still haven't summoned Xiaofang from the truth, where is Xiaofang's body?"
Jin's body trembled.
Ren Dahai also reacted and stared at Jin: "Afang, what's going on? Do you know where Xiaofang is? Talk..."
Mrs. Jin pursed her lips, expressing her sorrow.
Tears fell down: "Dahai, please stop asking, okay?"
"Xiaofang is our daughter. How can I not ask if she is alive? You take me to find her."
Ren Dahai pulled Jin and was about to go out.
Jin refused and pulled the little tiger's head back: "Haidai, it was you who carried Xiaofang into the coffin. As a father, don't you know whether she is dead or not? What nonsense are you talking about now! Xiaofang's The body is not in the coffin. Maybe someone stole the body. Isn’t the official just investigating my mother-in-law’s case? Let’s investigate this together.”
Wu Yu, who had been silent until now, was really angry now: "Jin, if you don't tell the truth, then you can come back to Kaifeng Mansion with me and see if you will still say the same thing in court."
"Master Wu..."
Ren Dahai shouted and looked at Jin again: "What do you mean?"
Wu Yu said with a straight face: "Thirteen miles to the west, there is a village in Jiangnan. There is a family in the village. The male owner is Zhang Youxiang. His son Zhang Qingle also died three years ago, three days earlier than your daughter. You Do you have any impression?"
When Wu Yu said that, he kept looking at Jin from the corner of his eye.
Seeing that she was obviously more flustered than before, he knew that his guess was correct.
"The adult said that he had some impressions, but our two families are not familiar with each other. He came to my house once after his son died. I was working in the fields and came home. The couple left in a hurry and just had a brief fight. Hello."
Li Duanyuan put his left hand on the handle of the knife, took a step forward, and said more bluffingly than Wu Yu: "Not familiar? If you two are not familiar with each other, why should I help your family many times in the past three years?"
"Zhou Ji? What do you mean, sir?"
"It's just to give your family money. According to my investigation, the Zhang family has given your family almost ten taels of silver in a row."
"impossible."
Ren Dahai shook his head: "I have never accepted money from others."
