Seeing that Uncle Feng was about to be hit by his second aunt again, Chen Yuan quickly stopped him, "Second Aunt, Uncle Second, stop arguing."

Second aunt pushed Chen Yuan away, "Miss, this is our family matter. Don't worry, this old man is so annoying. He doesn't see who Feng Fu is. Even if there is no one before, he is a bad guy who can't help him. If you hand over Qing'er to him, wouldn't this ruin Qing'er's future?"

"My eldest nephew promised to make money well and stop spending money indiscriminately. He also asked me to help save money in addition to his own expenses. I believe he really wanted to live a good life..." After drinking, his second uncle was much more courageous than usual, and his nephew died, otherwise he would not dare to say that Feng Fu had left the money to him for custody.

Upon hearing this, even the second aunt was shocked, "Have he really taught you all the money?"

The second uncle looked a little proud and looked at the second aunt with vigilance, "Don't think about making money from him. He dares to come back when the truth is revealed. I still have to return the money to him."

"Am I such an unreasonable person? If he didn't kill someone, you can give him the money. But Qing'er, I will never agree to adopt it to him!" My baby grandson and second aunt loved her tightly, so she would not be willing to adopt it to a bastard.

Chen Yuan was uncomfortable listening, thinking that he would eventually send someone to inform them to go to the county government to identify the body, so why waste time? "Second uncle and second aunt, I...I hope you can accompany me back to the county government."

"We have cooperated with your question, why do you have to go to the county government? You don't want to arrest us and threaten Feng Fu, who is willing to do it, are you?" Second aunt was too alert.

Even the drunk Uncle Feng Er realized the problem, "Girl, you just asked about my unsatisfactory nephew's physical characteristics, and now you are asking us to go to the county government. Is it not... Is it not..."

The second aunt looked at the old man in confusion and then at Chen Yuan. She also guessed a possibility from Chen Yuan's unspeakable appearance.

She gasped, "You, you guys, can't you find that there is a body that matches Feng Fu's characteristics? Did that boy commit suicide fearlessly?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Uncle Er reached out and wanted to cover his second aunt's mouth. "It's bad, good, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously by the stinky woman."

At the same time, the second uncle was looking at Chen Yuan anxiously, and his eyes were praying for a negative answer.

To find out the truth, the identity of the corpse must be clarified. Although it is cruel, it is necessary to let the family members of the deceased recognize the corpse.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, "There is a corpse, which is similar to Feng Fu. I hope you can identify it."

Uncle Er was struck by lightning. He woke up from the drunkenness for a moment and lost all his strength. If the second aunt hadn't hugged him with her backhand, he would have collapsed on the ground.

The second aunt felt sorry for the old man and was angry with the unscrupulous thing, "If you don't go, that bastard must have committed suicide because of his crime, so he will be a lonely ghost and atone for the Dong family's six!"

"No, my eldest nephew will not kill anyone, he will not commit suicide fearing crime..." Uncle Er moistened his eyes and looked at the sky without any hesitation.

In fact, Chen Yuan has confirmed the identity of a middle-aged man, not only the purple birthmark on his legs and height, but also because the middle-aged man has alcohol, liver and stomach ulcers. This is also in line with what my second aunt said that Feng Fu has stomach pain.

Feng Fu is very good at drinking, and alcohol corrodes the gastrointestinal mucosa and increases the burden on the liver.

"This corpse was not a suicide. I hope you can identify the corpse." As a coroner, too much information cannot be revealed to the public before solving the case.

"It's not suicide, it's just him killing?" Uncle Er widened his eyes, and his strength came back. He grabbed Chen Yuan's hand and asked, "Who killed him, why did he kill him?"

Chen Yuan was caught in pain in her wrist, but she couldn't break free.

Liu Yanchun reached out and placed his hand on Uncle Feng Er's wrist, and Uncle Er felt that his wrist was instantly exhausted.

The young man with a white face in front of him looked pleasing to the eye and harmless, but it made the second uncle feel cold.

He just heard him say, "As long as we confirm the identity of the corpse, we can know why the murderer killed him, so we hope that the two of you will go back with us to confirm the identity of the corpse."

"Okay, let's go." Uncle Er didn't even dare to ask questions any more.

When the second aunt saw that the old man had responded, she didn't mess around anymore. For her, Feng Fu died. No matter how he died, it would be a good ending. For the Feng family, it was a happy event worth celebrating.

The old couple had nothing to clean up, so they took their own donkey out. The second aunt flipped over the donkey's back, and Liu Yanchun took his second uncle and the four of them rushed to the county government.

On the way, I listened to my second aunt nagging about the ridiculous things Feng Fu did before, so I returned to the Yizhuang Village.

The yamen runners at Shouyi Village saw the two of them coming back and let them go directly.

From the previous life, Chen Yuan learned about the strangeness of claiming corpses.

Relatives, people who are so familiar with each other that they cannot be more familiar with each other, when they came to recognize the body, the white cloth had not been lifted up, and they did not look at the pronoun face, but only looked at the figure and part of the hand to know who it was.

And today, Chen Yuan saw this situation again.

The male corpse's face was smashed. She did not dare to lift the white cloth on her face. She only saw her body shape. Uncle Feng Er had already confirmed that this was Feng Fu.

But he didn't want to accept the fact that Feng Fu was dead. He wanted to find something that was different, but found that the birthmark was exactly the same as the shape he remembered.

He fell in the arms of the second aunt in grief, clenched his fists, otherwise he would be unable to control his anger, "Who is it, who is so cruel to kill him!"

"I think it's the people of Dong from Xiyuan Village who were surnamed Dong who bought Feng Fu's life! If this is the case, Feng Fu deserves it. Why do you hurt him? One life will be worth it. He will make a profit. Do you want us relatives to pay for his life?" After a disaster, the second aunt felt relieved.

"If he doesn't die, the villagers in the ten villages and eight villages are almost poking your backbone! Fortunately, I asked my son to take his grandchildren to his daughter-in-law's house to avoid it early in the morning. It would be fine if we were thrown away the leaves of rotten vegetables. You will have the heart to bear it because of the unscrupulous uncle? You only have the eldest nephew in your heart, but not your son and grandson?"

The second uncle was snatched away by the second aunt, and he felt very frustrated, "Feng Fu, why are you so unsatisfied~!"

At this time, Liang Zhuo and Luo Zhao, the yamen runners of the Yizhuang Village, surrounded him when they heard the movement.

Luo Zhao asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why are Feng Fu's second uncle and second aunt crying here? Isn't Dong Sanbao contained in this coffin?"

The second uncle's cry came to an abrupt end.

Second aunt was also scared, and she leaned her head into the coffin.

The body was really terrifying, and she quickly shivered and turned her head, "This body shape and birthmark are Feng Fu's slut! How could it be Dong Sanbao? Can I admit my nephew wrong?"
Chapter completed!