"Sister, don't come up, I'll do it."

Xiao An jumped up and climbed up the tree. He climbed out of sight.

The vague conversation between him and Hong Xiu could be heard on the top of the treetops. The sound of thin ropes could be heard among the leaves on the treetops, and from time to time something would drop from the cracks in the leaves.

"Everyone, step back and don't fight with those people."

Yang Ruoqing quickly shouted.

Those who are smart will quickly retreat, while those who are not smart or move slowly will be hit immediately.

There was a sudden chill in his neck. The man stretched out his hand and smeared it. It was greasy and sticky, the color of pork suet. He put it in front of his nose and smelled the fishy smell.

"What is this?" the man asked subconsciously.

But he saw that the expressions of the people next to him changed, and they all covered their mouths and noses and moved away from him.

He himself understood it instantly, and then he shook his hands and twisted his neck, rubbing and jumping like crazy. He wished he could chop off the head and throw it into the river and rinse it three hundred times before it was clean.

As the treetops swayed, two figures jumped down from the tree one after another.

The one in front is Xiao An. He took off his coat and was wrapped in it...

"Shuanzi, my son!"

As soon as he put the person in his arms on the grass, he walked aside silently. Wang Hongquan howled and ran over to kneel in front of Wang Shuanzi, touching Wang Shuanzi's cold face.

Only half of his face was left. Wang Hongquan's hands were trembling. He opened his coat and saw what was underneath, and instantly collapsed on the ground.

"Brother, brother!"

Wang Cuihua also cried and fell to the ground, twitching all over.

Yang Huazhong bravely stepped forward and carefully uncovered Xiao An's coat that Wang Shuanzi had covered.

He couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air, and with a shake of his hand, the coat fell off. When everyone around them saw the current situation clearly, their faces turned pale.

Hongxiu also came down from the tree, carrying a bundle in her hand.

She glanced at the current situation, then silently placed the bundle next to Wang Shuanzi's body, "Everything you can see is in this bundle."

After putting down her things, she silently returned behind Yang Ruoqing and stood with Luo Baobao.

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

It's true that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

From top to bottom in Lao Wang's family, Uncle Shuanzi has the best temper, the gentlest person, and is also reasonable in his actions.

Over the years, he was like double-sided tape sandwiched between Wang Hongquan and Yang Huamei. Although his health was not good, the old Wang family was tightly united because of his cohesion.

He was only in his thirties, and he had only gone through half of his life, and he was just gone?

I originally thought that a person like him who was born with a good medicine will definitely die of illness in the future, lying on the bed and choking his last breath.

Unexpectedly, he would say goodbye to this world in such a tragic way?

Judging from the tooth marks on the body, they looked like bites from a leopard.

Leopards like to kill their prey and then drag it up a tree to enjoy it slowly.

Oh my god, even someone like Yang Ruoqing, who has been among the dead, saw her relatives lying in pieces like this in front of her, and she felt dizzy for a while.

Aunt Meier, what should I say?

Can she withstand this blow?

…

The news of Wang Shuanzi's return to the village was made quietly without Yang Huamei's knowledge.

This is Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongtao's careful consideration and arrangement.

They also knew that they couldn't hide it from Yang Huamei, so all they had to do was buy a few hours to make other arrangements.

The man was quietly brought back to Lao Wang's house after noon, and the mourning hall was located in the main room of Lao Wang's house.

Any men from the old Yang family who go out to look for them are not allowed to return to the old house of the old Yang family, and Yang Huamei is not allowed to see them and become suspicious.

But all the women in the old Yang family, except Tan, knew about it privately.

At that time, Bao Suyun almost fainted from fright, and Mrs. Sun burst into tears. Even Mrs. Liu, who loved gossip the most, was so frightened that she could not speak for a long time.

But the women still had to stay with Yang Huamei, who was kept in the dark. They suffered until the evening, when Yang Huazhong and the others finally came to the old house to have a showdown with Yang Huamei.

"Third brother, you are back, where is Shuanzi? Has Shuanzi been found?"

At this time, in the old house, Yang Huamei, who had been suffering for a whole day, had red eyes and looked disfigured.

"found it."

"Really? How is the embolus? Is he okay?" Yang Huamei asked excitedly.

"he……"

Although he had rehearsed it in his mind countless times, when facing Yang Huamei, Yang Huazhong still hesitated.

"Why doesn't he come to see me? Is he frozen or sick? Or is his leg sprained or injured?"

Facing Yang Huamei's series of questioning, Yang Huazhong lost the courage to speak.

On the other hand, Sun, Bao Suyun and others beside them were worried and turned their faces away to shed tears.

Even the most "hard-hearted" Yang Ruoqing lowered her head at this moment and her eyes were red.

Auntie, you can no longer wait for that uncle who is tolerant and considerate of you in every aspect.

The moment you saw each other yesterday, it was your farewell forever.

All accidents in this world always come unexpectedly. Maybe the next corner, a certain look back, or a casual "goodbye" will be the last farewell in this life.

"Third brother, why are you hesitating? What's going on with Shuanzi? You're trying to scare me to death!"

Yang Huamei was agitated for a while, and suddenly she saw Mrs. Sun and the others quietly wiping away tears.

Even Mrs. Liu, who did not dare to set foot in the east room without Tan's pardon, stood at the door of the house and looked at her with sympathy, her eyes full of pity...

Yang Huamei's heart sank suddenly. She stood up and walked out. Her eyes were straight, as if something was blocked in her chest and was about to burst through her throat.

Yang Huazhong pulled her and said in a deep voice with red eyes: "Mei'er, third brother, third brother wants to tell you something. You have to promise third brother that no matter what happens, you will hold on, even if it's for Dabai."

And Xiaohei, for the sake of our mother, you must hold on no matter what you hear..."

Yang Huamei looked straight at Yang Huazhong, her pupils shrinking for a while. She gasped and opened her mouth, thinking of a fish stranded on the shore.

Panic spread on her face, tears rolled out violently, her shoulders trembled, and her knees became weak. Before Yang Huazhong announced the news of Wang Shuanzi's death, Yang Huamei cried hoarsely, then pushed Yang Huazhong away and staggered.

He ran out of the house...

"Hurry up and follow Mei'er, don't let her do anything stupid!"

Tan's legs were weak and he couldn't catch up, so he immediately shouted to Sun.

Ms. Liu, who was standing at the door, reacted the fastest and immediately followed her. Mr. Sun, Ms. Bao Suyun and others also chased after her.

Ms. Tan kicked up her little feet and rushed to Yang Huazhong, grabbed his arm and asked sharply: "Lao San, is the bolt really gone?"

Yang Huazhong nodded, with a heavy 'um' in his throat.

"Oh my God, how could that sick man really be so short-lived? Didn't he mean a thousand-year-old medicine jar?"
Chapter completed!