This kind of remote mountain village is quite quiet at night. There is no hustle and bustle of the city. At most, the whistling wind has penetrated into people's ears. Now someone suddenly makes such a sharp scream. In this
The night became exceptionally clear, and the silence of the village was instantly broken. The dozen or so families living nearby began to make a commotion. Within a minute, people began to walk out of the door and head in the direction of the sound.
Run away.
Qingfeng Village can actually be said to be the village with the smallest population in Muyang County, with less than a hundred households in total. In addition, many people have moved out over the years, so in fact, the total number of people who have remained in the village over the years
, there are only about a hundred people, and among these hundreds of people, the majority are old people, followed by women and children. Most of the adult men under the age of forty have gone outside.
Although there are many elderly people in this village, no one has died for some years. The elderly in this village are all relatively long-lived. Some of them are in their seventies or eighties. They seem to be in pretty good health. They can eat, sleep and even survive.
Being able to go up the mountain to cut firewood, for a village like this, the death of someone is definitely a big deal.
At first, some people thought it was just normal birth, old age, illness and death, that someone was sick or something like that. But when they arrived at the place where the incident occurred, they discovered that things were not what they thought. The matter was really serious, not just ordinary.
Because the person who died did not die of illness or old age, but was killed by someone. To put it simply, it was a murder case.
Ten minutes later, dozens of people gathered around the door of a row of relatively new red brick houses at the east end of the village. This row of red brick houses has seven main rooms, which looks more conspicuous, and the people in Qingfeng Village
In fact, everyone knows that this house is the best in Qingfeng Village.
Transportation in places like Qingfeng Village is inconvenient. Not to mention that most of the villagers are originally relatively poor. Even if they are rich, it is difficult to get reinforced concrete from the city. Therefore, the houses here are basically old-fashioned tile-roofed houses with bricks and tiles.
When I was building a house, I baked them in the brick kiln in the village. Most of the houses were basically made of cooked bricks and some unburned adobe bricks. As for this house, they were all made of small bricks.
The one with red bricks is unique.
Living in this house are Yang Xiaojin, his wife Luo Min, and their three daughters and one son. However, Yang Xiaojin rarely lives at home because he works outside most of the time.
Mainly Luo Min and her four children. Among these children, the oldest daughter is twelve years old, the other two daughters are eleven and ten years old respectively, and the youngest is a son, who is only eight years old.
Yang Xiaojin and Luo Min are actually not very old. Yang Xiaojin is thirty-two years old this year and Luo Min is only thirty. She gave birth to a daughter when she was eighteen. In this mountain village, this is actually not very rare. Luo Min
He also grew up in Qingfeng Village. He and Yang Xiaojin are childhood sweethearts and are quite beautiful. Luo Min, who is now thirty years old, looks even more mature and attractive.
But at this moment, Luo Min's face turned pale, and she sat on the ground with a look of horror. Less than one meter away from her, a man fell in a pool of blood. There seemed to be a big hole in his head, and he looked like he had died.
Totally dead.
The crowd of onlookers did not speak at this moment, and some timid people did not dare to get too close. Most of the onlookers were people from the village, and some were tourists here. At this moment, even Zhao Yuji and Su Su came
It’s fun to watch here.
"The village chief is here!"
"Uncle Bing!"
Suddenly there was some commotion in the crowd, and an old man with a hunched back and white hair came over. He was the current village chief of Qingfeng Village, Yang Bingguo.
"What happened?" Yang Bingguo glanced at the man in the pool of blood and frowned slightly, "Who hit this?"
No one answered. In fact, they felt that they didn't need to answer, because in fact, in addition to a man lying in a pool of blood, there was also a bloody man standing next to him. This man was a little dark, a little thin, not tall, and had blood on his hands.
He was holding a hammer, and if nothing unexpected happened, the hammer in his hand had just come into close contact with the head of the man on the ground.
Everyone in the village also knew the man with the hammer, because he was Yang Xiaojin, Luo Min's husband, and the owner of this row of red brick houses. As for the dead man, most of them didn't know him, except for a few of them.
I have seen it before, and it seems that they are also tourists from the city.
"Uncle Bing, I did it." Yang Xiaojin spoke at this time. Although he beat someone to death, he seemed very calm at the moment, "I worked hard outside, and this woman stole people at home. If the child hadn't been young,
If someone takes her, I will let this woman die with her adulterer."
"Xiao Jin, you, how can you be so impulsive?" Yang Bingguo sighed, "If you kill someone now, you will go to jail."
"Uncle Bing, I know, you will call the county public security bureau later, and I will wait for them to come and arrest me. I have known for a long time that they are getting together, but for the sake of the children, I just asked them to sever ties and stop contacting each other.
, But, this guy from the city, this bastard named Li Yang, actually wanted to elope with my wife, and said that Luo Min and I didn’t even get a marriage certificate, and we couldn’t even be considered husband and wife. I really couldn’t bear it anymore.
Even if he gave me a hat, he actually wanted my son to have no mother, so I gave him a hammer. I want this bastard to know that don't think that he is from the city, and don't think that he is smarter than me.
Do whatever you want, I will break his brain and see what else he can do!" Yang Xiaojin was very calm when he said these words. He turned to look at Luo Min, who was still sitting on the ground and was very frightened, "Xiao Min, I have already
I don’t blame you anymore. You have no knowledge. Once you are fooled by the city people, you will listen to everything. I just hope that you will continue to take care of your son and take good care of your daughter. In the future, there will be more and more people in the city in our village. Don’t let them
I was deceived by those dirty-minded city dwellers!"
"If you don't have the skills, don't blame us city people." But at this moment, a guy interjected without thinking.
"What did you say?" Yang Xiaojin glared at the man who interrupted.
"This idiot!" Su Su couldn't help but curse. The guy who interrupted was actually the photographer named Han Xing.
"Did I say something wrong? If you can't look down on your own woman, it just means you have no ability. Killing someone now is not actually a heroic act, but a barbaric cowardly act!" Han Xing snorted coldly, and finally added angrily.
He said, "I hate the use of violence!"
"Ah!" As soon as Han Xing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then his whole body flew up.