Suddenly receiving the support of so many people, Yang Huaming's enthusiasm that had been extinguished by Old Yangtou was revived again.

He stopped standing and dragged a stool to the middle of the room. He sat down calmly, cleared his throat, and adjusted himself to the best condition like a corner actor about to take the stage. Then, he followed

Everyone then talked about the news they had learned from the Liu family.

"My family member said that there was a woman buried in that grave. That woman was a miserable person. She was not married when she died. She was an innocent girl."

"Because I didn't get married, I naturally had no descendants. There was only one younger brother in the family, and the younger brother later went to make a living elsewhere."

"In the early years, my younger brother came to burn incense and offer sacrifices to her. Later, he hasn't been here for more than ten years. I don't know if he is too old to walk or if he is no longer alive. Anyway, the tomb gradually became deserted.

grave."

"There has been no maintenance for more than ten years. The roof of the tomb, which was exposed to the sun and rain, was also washed away by the rain. It was gradually smoothed away and it was difficult to tell that it was a tomb from the outside. This is also an important reason why we have not paid much attention to it in these years."

When Yang Huaming said this, he paused temporarily because he wanted to give everyone time to digest.

Sure enough, the people in the room had different expressions, some were surprised, some were confused, some were recalling, or some were thinking...

The year of this incident was a long time ago for brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming. Maybe they were not born at that time, so the two brothers could only leave the task of recalling and investigating to the five village elders and Old Yangtou.

The five village elders thought about it for a long time, whispering to each other, and named several suspects. Finally, they all rejected and eliminated them one by one. After a round of discussion, they returned to the starting point.

"We really can't figure out whose family it belongs to," the village elder said.

"It is said that the earliest ancestors of our village were two brothers who fled from Fujian. After they settled here, they married local girls and spread their business. It took many generations to spread to nearly 200 households today.

Big village.”

"In such a big village, after so many generations, there are many young girls and young wives buried in the mountains. Trying to investigate just this one is like looking for a needle in a haystack!"

Old Yang took over the village elder's words and said, "Fourth brother, are there any other clues? For example, about the siblings? Are there any descendants' names in the family? Think about it again."

Yang Huaming has been waiting here for a long time, which is another meaning of his deliberate pause.

Shake off the baggage, one after another. Only in this way can these old men go through emotional twists and turns when considering this matter. The twists and turns are interesting, and straight to the point loses a bit of flavor.

So Yang Huaming smacked his mouth a few times, then frowned and said: "There should be some, everyone, please be quiet and let me think about it first!"

Thinking uses the brain.

However, he leaned back comfortably and crossed his legs.

Seeing the way he was taking advantage of Joe, Old Yangtou's eyes narrowed.

As an old man, he knows better than anyone what kind of moral character his son has. If he catches something as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, he will yell at him.

However, due to the presence of these five village elders, Old Yangtou held back his attack for the time being, and instead waited patiently.

Fortunately, Yang Huaming had a sense of proportion in his heart and did not think about it for too long, so he continued: "Although I haven't found out the names of the siblings and the descendants of the younger brother's family, it is said that the siblings are hard-working people.

Without their father, it was the widowed mother who helped them grow up."

"My sister seemed to have died when she was fifteen or sixteen years old. She went digging in the mountains and dug a rake into her feet, and she died of pain..."

"Oops, maybe I don't know!" Lao Yangtou suddenly slapped his thigh, interrupting Yang Huaming's words.

"Dad, what do you know?" Yang Huazhong asked quickly.

The five village elders all turned their attention to Old Yangtou, and Yang Huaming's focus was instantly transferred.

Old Yangtou didn't have as many "showy" ideas as Yang Huaming. He sat up straight and poured out the bamboo tube he knew he knew as beans with a serious look on his face.

"I recognize those siblings, but you don't recognize them. Let me put it this way. If that sister had not died, she would be five or six years older than me by now."

The five village elders present looked at each other in confusion. Based on this calculation, the grave owner was fifteen or sixteen years older than them. So when she died, they were not even born yet. No wonder they couldn't remember it even after racking their brains.

There is such a famous person.

"I was just in my teens when this happened, so I have an impression." Old Yangtou continued.

"It happened in the summer of that year. It was extremely hot that summer. There wasn't a drop of rain in our area for two months, and the crops in the fields all withered..."

"The bark of the trees on the mountain has not been gnawed clean. I don't know who came back and said that there is a kind of Guanyin soil on the shady side of the hillside that can fill your stomach. People from eight villages ten miles away swarmed into the mountain, digging day and night.

That Guanyin soil."

"That sister was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time. In the eyes of us children, she was probably the most beautiful girl in the village at that time. She wore two braids and went to the pond to fetch water like a man. She was like a willow.

The waist has to carry so much water, and many people feel distressed when they see it."

"When she went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash herself, she tied her two- or three-year-old brother to her back."

"That year there was drought and famine, and many people died of hunger. She also went to the mountains to dig Guanyin soil."

"Actually, she didn't dig up her feet with the hoe herself. She is an expert in crop fields. How could she have dug up her feet? It was because of her brother."

"Dad, what's wrong with her brother? It's impossible for a two- or three-year-old kid to dig up his sister with a hoe, right?"

Yang Huaming, who had been robbed of the spotlight, asked with the corner of his mouth raised.

Lao Yangtou shook his head, "Of course not. It was during the intermission. The hoe was put aside. Her brother was running around naughtily and almost fell on his face on the hoe. The sister used her own body to make a meat mat for him.

, as a result, the ankle was pressed against the hoe, causing such a long gash."

Lao Yang raised his hand and gestured.

Everyone took a breath when they saw this.

Old Yangtou let out a long sigh and continued: "There is only one widow in their family. She is the most aggressive one in the ten miles and eight villages. She is the most patriarchal. She thinks about keeping it for her son at every straw. She thinks that the son is the queen and daughter.

As an outsider, every extra penny spent on my daughter is in vain. Everyone tried to persuade her to send her to the town hospital, but not only did she not appreciate it, she even scolded those who said nice things to her out of the house."
Chapter completed!