There was a piece of red stuff stuck to Yang Huasheng's hand, and it still had a fishy smell.

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"This is chicken blood that hasn't dried up yet." Yang Yongqing said loudly again.

"So what? I don't even know where it was stuck." Yang Huasheng said, taking back his hand and rubbing it on his body a few times.

Yang Ruoqing signaled to Yang Yongqing, who leaned over and opened the wardrobe, took out a piece of clothing and shook it out.

"Uncle Huasheng, look what's on these clothes!" Yang Yongqing said loudly.

Everyone's eyes followed Yang Huasheng's gaze, and Yang Yongqing...the clothes he held in his hand suddenly became the focus of attention.

There was a large area of ​​red stained on the clothes, and the faint smell of blood really floated into everyone's nostrils this time.

"Uncle Huasheng, if you hadn't gone through the closet, how could you have gotten chicken blood on it?" Yang Ruoqing took the right to speak back into her hands again and asked Yang Huasheng in a clear voice.

Yang Huasheng stared at his hands and then at the clothes, feeling a little panicked for a moment.

"Even if it's chicken blood, it's nothing unusual. I've touched so many things with my hands..."

"Uncle Huasheng, all the witnesses and material evidence are available, but you still don't admit it. Do you want us to send you to the county government office and let the county magistrate decide the case?"

Yang Ruoqing crossed her arms and her eyes became cold, with a hint of warning.

Luo Fengtang did not intend to abide by Yang Ruoqing's previous arrangement and not act rashly. He pushed aside the crowd and came to Yang Ruoqing's side.

Wherever the tall figure stood, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that a strong backer had arrived.

Yang Huasheng felt very uncomfortable. The light in front of his eyes dimmed, and a strong sense of oppression made him unable to straighten his back.

"Qing'er, don't talk nonsense to this kind of person, tie him up first, and send him to the official tomorrow morning!" Luo Fengtang's words were filled with impatience.

If the people do not fight with the officials, once they enter the official government, they will be as deep as the sea.

Yang Huasheng was immediately frightened and his true colors were revealed, and his position was in chaos.

He subconsciously ran out, and then, Luo Fengtang pinched his arm from behind and pushed him to the ground...

…

Because I had to take care of little old Yangtou's funeral first, I couldn't spare any time to deal with Yang Huasheng.

So this matter was decided by Old Yangtou, the head of the family. He asked Yang Huasheng to be locked up in the woodshed first. No matter how he dealt with it later, he was locked up for a while to make him suffer.

"There is also cousin Yong Bing, who was also detained together." A light word floated over, and the speaker was Yang Ruoqing.

Yong Bing's wife was originally there beating and scolding Yang Huasheng for not living up to expectations and doing some unsavory things that made the two of them look embarrassed.

When she heard that Yang Ruoqing said that Yang Yongbing would be imprisoned as well, the woman became anxious and jumped three feet high.

"What does it have to do with my son? He is not allowed to be arrested. I will worry about whoever arrests him!"

"We need to catch them even if we are in a hurry! They are both accomplices, and my fourth aunt and I have both discovered it."

Yang Ruoqing said it lightly, but her attitude was unquestionable.

Ms. Liu finally waited for her playing time, and immediately recited all the lines she had memorized long ago: "Yes, Qing'er and I came from the backyard. My shoes were loose and asked Qing'er to wait for me. As a result,

The two people who came over were chirping, they were father and son Yang Huasheng and Yang Yongbing."

"They were hiding there and planning how to plot against my uncle's coffin. Qing'er and I heard it really."

"If I didn't listen to the truth, how could such a situation be created at night to trap you?"

"You said you saw it when you saw it? Who believes it? Who in Changping Village doesn't know what kind of person you are? I don't believe what you say!"

Faced with Yong Bingniang's stubborn rebuttal, Mrs. Liu not only did not get angry, but also followed Yang Ruoqing's example and crossed her arms, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, others will wake up if they believe it."

Yong Bingniang's eyes swept over the other people in the house, not to mention other people, even the neighbors standing outside the house watching, their expressions were obviously believing.

Yongbing's mother hugged Yang Yongbing like crazy, howling like ghosts and wolves, and refused to let others take Yang Yongbing away.

As for Yang Yongbing, he obviously inherited the good genes of the old Yang family and grew tall and tall, but now he looks like a mental dwarf.

He was so frightened that he hid behind his mother, trembling all over, and yelling incoherently: "It's none of my business, it was my father's idea. If you want to arrest him, arrest him, don't arrest me..."

This is what I said...

If there were only one or two people inside and outside the house who still had the slightest sympathy for him, that feeling would instantly return to zero.

Seeing that Yong Bing's mother still hugged Yang Yong Bing tightly and refused to let go, Mrs. Liu waved her hand directly: "She is going to accompany her son and the man, and take them away together."

This time, Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing did not quarrel with Yang Huasheng's family, but came directly to take them away together.

Where to take?

Naturally, he was taken to the small courtyard where Lao Yangou lived at the entrance of the village. Since the last time it was flooded, Lao Yangtou has been living in Yang Huazhong's house as a matter of course.

He originally thought that when the water receded and his small yard was repaired, he might propose to move back.

As a result, the old man said nothing.

Since the old man didn't take the initiative to move back, it was certainly impossible for Yang Huazhong and Sun to let the old man go.

In fact, Yang Huazhong was secretly pleased, feeling that the old man didn't do what he did before.

It is a good thing that I am willing to live under the same roof with my sons.

So the small courtyard at the entrance of the village was locked and left there. Unexpectedly, it would come in handy just now.

…

After the people were taken away, the farce temporarily came to an end.

Old Yangtou looked at the body of little Old Yangtou who was lying back in his original position. Every wrinkle on his face was filled with distress.

"Brother, brother, don't take it to heart. My brother has arranged your funeral properly."

"You, just feel free to go over there and reunite with your siblings and children!"

"You've been too tired in your life. As an elder brother, I haven't been able to help you. I'm sorry for you..."

Old Yangtou was sad and lonely, and Old Suntou and Blacksmith Luo were there to comfort him.

After a while, Lao Yang raised his head, looked at the people in front of him, and said: "Fourth, you can take everyone back. I will stay here with my eldest grandson tonight, and you can come back tomorrow morning."

The 'eldest grandson' in Old Yangtou's mouth is Little Old Yangtou's only biological grandson.

Yang Huaming said: "Dad, you are getting old, how can you stay up late? Let me come and watch my uncle's wake!"

Brothers Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi rushed to say, "Let us keep vigil for our little grandpa."

Old Yang waved his hand: "Tonight is the first night. There is no need for so many people. There are still a few busy days ahead. You go back and have a good sleep first. We will take turns when the time comes."

In this case, everyone will not argue.

Lao Yangtou and Yu Xingkui were left there, while the others left one after another.
Chapter completed!