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Chapter 3690 Yang Ruohe Returns

"Isn't it just Wangfu who is in jail in Changping Village? There were four butchers, Chen and his son. When the crime happened, butcher Chen and Chen Hu and his son were beheaded on the spot at Washikou."

"Chen Xiong and Chen Goudan were sent to the north as serious criminals. I heard that Chen Xiong died of illness on the way,"

"After Chen Goudan arrived at the place of distribution, there was no further story. Even if Chen Goudan was released under the amnesty, the Chen family and his son would have been removed from our village long ago."

"The Chen family's house and land have all been confiscated by the Yamen, and their release has nothing to do with our village. So who is the second person to claim it?"

"I asked the security director if he had made a mistake. The security director said that the person who came to deliver the announcement specifically said that the family members should be contacted to claim it as soon as possible."

"This is a female prisoner, and she has a dog with her..."

"When I heard this, I was confused. She is a woman with a dog. Our He'er has been away from home for more than a year and there is no news at all. Is it possible?"

When Yang Huazhong said this, he couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe the corners of his eyes.

"So, Dad, you went to the restaurant to call your fourth uncle, told him about this, and then went to the county town together?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Yes!"

"Why did He'er become like this? How did he end up in jail?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "I don't know. We wanted to ask County Magistrate Zou, but Magistrate Zou happened to be not at home today."

"You can still ask He'er!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the carriage and shook his head, with a sad look on his face: "I asked, but she couldn't tell. Her tongue was cut..."

Because of Yang Ruohe's return, someone is in urgent need of personal care.

This kind of thing is definitely inconvenient for Yang Huaming, a father, and he doesn't have the time to do it.

Xiaojuan has to take care of Goudan, as well as Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi, because they are always living with the fourth house this month.

Even if she didn't need to do this, it was impossible for Xiaojuan to serve Yang Ruohe.

Ju'er was about to give birth to a child, and she was still at Lao Chen's house, so it was impossible to take care of Yang Ruohe.

The third girl is only ten years old, and she has just learned to take care of herself.

After all these exclusions, Mrs. Liu was lifted from the ban.

"My dear, my dear daughter, my heart, my flesh, what damn wild dog chewed it and tortured you like this? Oh my God, there is no way I can do it..."

In the fourth room, Mrs. Liu threw herself beside the bed, clutching Yang Ruohe's hand tightly and crying until her heart broke.

Tan, Bao Suyun, Yang Huamei, Zhao Liuer, Yang Ruoqing, Da Sun and other female relatives were also in the house.

The women all stood by the bed and wiped away their tears, and some comforted Ms. Liu.

Yang Ruohe had a fever, lying on the bed and fell asleep in a daze, with her eyebrows closed and confused.

Feifei was lying on the bed, looking at the people warily. He didn't dare to scream now, and curled up with his tail between his legs.

To be honest, although I used to hate Yang Ruohe very much, I even thought that this cousin was an idiot who didn't understand the world and the truth. He even abandoned his parents and daughter for a dog and ran away from home.

No matter what,

But when he saw Yang Ruohe lying on the bed, his face had been scratched with a knife, leaving scars, his tongue had been cut out, and he had become a fishbone, Yang Ruoqing, who was his cousin, felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

.

No matter how much you dislike your cousin, you can beat and scold her.

But if you are slaughtered and tortured like a piece of fish by others, this will not work!

So, Yang Ruoqing came outside the house and went straight into the east room with the open door opposite.

In the east room, not only the men of the old Yang family were there, but also relatives and friends like Changgen Da Niu Wang Hongquan and others were here, and everyone was talking about this matter.

Everyone's expressions were solemn and solemn, especially Yang Huaming, who was slumped on his chair, his eyes red and swollen like peach from crying.

Old Yangtou also sighed one after another, "Everyone in our Old Yang family is a upright man, and we have never done anything bad, so why did we get involved in such an unexplained injustice?

Why!"

Yang Huaming even said in a hoarse voice: "My poor daughter is my first child. Although this daughter is a bit silly, she usually doesn't know how to behave."

"But after all, she is my daughter, the son of my Yang Huaming, and she was ruined like this. Her appearance was disfigured. I just raised my old daughter, but her tongue was cut off..."

"Damn it, who is this guy who was stabbed a thousand times and ruined my daughter like this? She is a human being, not an animal, wuwuwu..."

The more Yang Huaming thought about it, the more sad and angry he became, and the more he spoke, the more distressed he became. He did not dare to imagine the fear and torture his daughter went through when she suffered tongue cutting.

Whenever he thought about it, his head hurt and was about to explode, so he held his head with both hands and banged it against the wall beside him.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi rushed over to hold Yang Huaming, and Yang Yongzhi also cried so much that his nose ran out.

"Fourth uncle, don't be like this. We will definitely find out the murderer and help sister He'er get revenge!" Yang Yongzhi said through gritted teeth.

Yang Huaming cried so hard that his whole body twitched, and said: "Even if I cut that bastard into pieces, I can't replace my daughter's tongue. Without a tongue, she will be mute her whole life. Poor daughter..."

"The matter has come to an end. Fourth uncle, please don't be too sad. Right now, we have two things to do, and neither of them is like crying and hitting the wall."

A voice broke in, and accompanying it was Yang Ruoqing, who had a gloomy face.

Seeing her arrival, Yang Huaming was still choked with sobs, and there was a glimmer of light in Old Yangtou's eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ruoqing with excitement, and asked: "Qing'er, you mean, you want to help your sister He'er vent her anger, right?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Old Yangtou and said, "Yes, no matter how different He'er is, she is still my cousin, who came from our old Yang family."

"The evil people abused her like this and cut out her tongue like an animal. This is an insult to our entire old Yang family and an insult to me!"

"Master, fourth uncle, please cheer up first. Crying won't solve the problem. Now, the evil people are still enjoying themselves!" she said again.

Everyone nodded secretly, feeling that Yang Ruoqing was right.

Crying, indeed, cannot solve the problem. The only important thing is to think of ways to solve the problem.

"Qing'er is right, Old Fourth, don't cry. You have been crying from the moment you walked in the door to now, endlessly," Old Yangtou said impatiently,

"Hurry up and take a rest, let's listen to what Qing'er has to say!"
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