Last time Jiang Er was lying on the door panel, Qing'er touched Jiang Er's neck and discovered that the cause of death was strange.

I didn't see anything wrong with Qing'er afterwards. My brother-in-law was a member of my family and an old man in his sixties. If he left, it would be considered the end of his life, so it should be fine.

After sending away the Sun family, Yang Ruoqing returned to the Liu family's good old Yangtou, but found that Liu family could not be persuaded to go in.

"Old man, old man, are you going on a hunger strike? My uncle has just left, do you want to follow him again? We are too busy!" Ms. Liu finally said in frustration.

Lao Yangtou didn't want to pay attention to Mrs. Liu at all. Even if he was trying to persuade others, it would be completely different if he said it from the mouth of the third daughter-in-law and from the mouth of the fourth daughter-in-law.

Yang Ruoqing came over, she also took the bowl from Mrs. Liu's hand, and said to Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, go to the door of the house and help me look out."

Mrs. Liu knew that Yang Ruoqing was going to implement her plan, and she was a little excited. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of little old Yang's head on the bed, and Mrs. Liu couldn't get excited anymore.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing and Lao Yangtou stared at each other.

Old Yangtou looked at the bowl held in Yang Ruoqing's hand and said, "Please stop trying to persuade me. It's useless for anyone to persuade me now."

Yang Ruoqing chuckled and put the bowl in her hand on the table.

"Sir, don't worry. I won't advise you. An old man of your age will not die from hunger."

Old Yang raised his head in shock and stared angrily at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was not afraid at all, and even smiled lightly at Old Yang Touyun.

"I came here to tell you that before my grandfather's body was cold, someone in this family was eyeing his coffin..."

After a while, Yang Ruoqing pushed Old Yangtou out of the wing, still holding the bowl of rice in his hand.

Ms. Liu was very surprised. At this time, Old Yang opened his mouth and said: "What are you still doing? Go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of hot tea."

Madam Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing again, Yang Ruoqing nodded to her, and Madam Liu hurried away.

Yang Ruoqing pushed Lao Yangtou to the main room. There was no one else in the main room at this time, because everyone had gone to Yang Huazhong's house for dinner.

Sun and the others cooked lunch here, but they found that the stove in the kitchen could not bear the food and drink of so many people, especially in the afternoon when Yang Yongjin and the others came back, there were more people, so Sun and the others

After discussing it, we planned to go to Yang Huazhong’s house to cook.

The small kitchen here just boils some hot water and so on, so that's why Old Yangtou said this.

Mrs. Liu went to the kitchen, and Yang Ruoqing accompanied Lao Yangtou to sit down and eat in the main room.

The rice was delivered by Mrs. Sun in an insulated food box. The temperature was just right, but the old man really had no appetite and it tasted boring.

But when the old man thought of what Yang Ruoqing had said before, he gritted his teeth and pinched his neck to swallow the food.

"Do you think that beast will come?" Old Yang took a few mouthfuls of food and raised his head to look outside the house. At this time, the night outside had fallen, and white lanterns were hanging in the yard, swaying in the wind.

Yang Ruoqing said: "People who have evil thoughts will probably come."

Old Yangtou sighed, hoping that Yang Hua would win so that he could be caught and give him a good lesson.

But at the same time, Old Yangtou also hoped that Yang Huasheng would not come over, that he would not do such immoral things, and that he would not refresh his understanding of human nature again.

But what Lao Yangtou doesn't understand is that he is afraid of refreshing his understanding of human nature, but the stupid things he did in the past have already refreshed the children's understanding of him at home...

"Uncle, where are you eating?"

"Yeah, Qing'er is here too?"

A familiar voice sounded, and someone dressed in night clothes entered the main room.

Yang Ruoqing saw the person coming clearly, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and there was a flash of sarcasm in her eyes, as well as compassion for the stupid.

But these emotions all passed by in a flash, leaving no trace at all on the other party.

When Old Yangtou saw the person clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

His eyes also completely dimmed.

"Aren't you all supposed to go back and rest tonight? Hua Sheng, why are you here again? Aren't you tired?"

After all, the old man was also a man who had experienced great things. His face was not good-looking, but his tone sounded the same as before. Even to Yang Huasheng's ears, the old man seemed to feel a little sorry for his nephew.

But this will not shake Yang Huasheng's determination at all.

He came to Old Yangtou with a solemn expression and said, "My uncle is gone. As my nephew, I deserve to suffer a little."

"Uncle, you are getting old. You really shouldn't waste your time here and let these young people come to watch the funeral!"

Old Yang waved his hand: "They are coming over after dinner, and I just want to sit with my brother for a while."

Yang Huasheng nodded.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing suddenly stood up and said, "Master, Uncle Hua Sheng, you guys chat first while I go in and add more incense sticks to my little grandpa."

Yang Huasheng stood up immediately: "Qing'er, you have a big belly, so you better not go. I will go for you."

"Uncle Huasheng, why are you so embarrassed?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Old Yangtou said: "Qing'er, just let him go. They are all members of the family. Your fourth aunt went to pour hot water for me earlier, but she hasn't come now. You go and take a look."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and awkwardly walked out of the house holding her big belly.

Lao Yang also raised his chopsticks and continued eating.

Yang Huasheng glanced left and right, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He suppressed his nervousness and excitement and said to Old Yangtou: "Uncle, I will go in first."

Lao Yangtou didn't even raise his eyebrows: "Well, let's go."

Yang Huasheng entered the wing and went straight to the closet in the corner...

There was nothing in the wardrobe, except for a few old clothes belonging to little old Yangtou and a few clothes belonging to the old lady.

Yang Huasheng guessed that these should have belonged to his aunt. After his aunt passed away, his uncle secretly kept a few pieces as a memorial.

What a bad luck, they are all the clothes of the dead.

Yang Huasheng cursed a few times in his mind, then knelt down and rummaged through the clothes at the bottom of the wardrobe.

Most of these clothes belonged to children, some were a few months old, some were several years old, and some were teenagers. Finally, a few adult clothes for men and women were also found.

Yang Huasheng rubbed the wrinkled materials. The clothes were sticky because he hadn't taken them out to see the sun for a long time. Suddenly, the figures of his cousins ​​popped up in his mind.

Aren’t they just a pair of sons and daughters from my uncle’s family?

The ball is over, and there are two dead people's clothes again. Did I touch feces with my hands? Why are you so unlucky?

Finally, Yang Huasheng closed the closet door in frustration, turned around and stared at the little old Yang head lying upright on the bed.

He was covered with a white cloth, his face was covered with incense paper, and his hands were clasped in front of his chest.

I don't know if it's because of the dim light in the room or the white cloth. Looking at it this way, my uncle stretched his legs without hunching over, and his whole body looked much longer.

Yang Huasheng's triangular eyes slowly narrowed, he gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his face tensed.
Chapter completed!