A few days ago, when Wang Dajiao was dividing the pork, she looked energetic and healthy.

How could he suddenly die?

Even Wan Shu was startled when she suddenly heard the news.

Not to mention the five little ones.

"What?! Wang Dajiao is dead?!"

"How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly die?!"

Now that all the villagers have flocked to Wang Dajiao's house, naturally no one is there to answer their question.

Wan Shu put down the garlic extract she had just made: "Let's go take a look together."

Wan Shu had barely reached the vicinity of Wang Dajiao's house when he heard Zhao Da Niang's heart-wrenching wailing.

"Oh dear, my big foot! It's the only heir in our Wang family!"

"I'm still waiting for you to continue the Wang family line. If you leave like this, how will I face my parents after I die!"

"Ouch!! My big foot! It's the lifeblood of the Wang family!"

Aunt Zhao cried very sadly, but she and Wang Dajiao were not well-liked in the village. The villagers just shook their heads and sighed, and no one went up to comfort her.

Her crying and fussing seemed like a one-woman show, somewhat desolate.

In the end, it was Aunt He, Wang Dajiao's neighbor, who couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to comfort her.

"Ergou's mother, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Besides, don't you still have Ergou and his two brothers? Isn't the Wang family's lineage still in your hands?"

There was no sarcasm in Aunt He's words; she simply wanted to comfort her.

But Aunt Zhao didn't buy it at all and glared at Aunt He fiercely.

She cursed, "Big Foot is a boy, I'm a girl. How can a girl's child continue the Wang family line? I think you're just deliberately mocking me! You shameless old hag!"

Aunt He was furious at her ungrateful attitude and her subsequent accusations.

Seeing that Aunt He seemed about to get angry, Uncle He quickly came out to persuade her: "Let it go, let it go. Her brother just died. We should respect the dead. Let's not argue with her today."

The Great Sheng Dynasty placed great emphasis on the custom of honoring the deceased.

After hearing this, Aunt He's kindness prevailed, and she originally didn't intend to argue with Aunt Zhao anymore.

To everyone's surprise, Aunt Zhao glared at her and went even further, shouting with her eyes reddening.

"My brother was perfectly healthy, there's no reason for him to die so mysteriously. And your family was the closest to his neighbors, you must be the ones who killed my brother!"

"You, you not only turn the tables on us, but you also try to frame us! You're utterly shameless!"

Aunt He was so angry with her that she almost fainted.

Even Grandpa He couldn't maintain his good temper.

"What makes you say we killed Wang Dajiao?! Where's the evidence? If you can't produce any evidence, don't make baseless accusations!"

"Ha, evidence!"

Aunt Zhao sneered and pointed to another of Wang Dajiao's neighbors: "The evidence is him. He said it himself. The last people Dajiao saw before she went into the house a couple of days ago were you!"

"After seeing you, Big Feet never left the house again. If you weren't the ones who killed him, who else could it be?!"

The neighbor who was accused looked embarrassed: "Well... I did see Big Foot meet with Grandpa He and the others before she entered the house, but I never said that Grandpa He's family killed Big Foot."

After saying that, he quickly stepped aside, and I clearly didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Aunt Zhao kept repeating, "Did you hear that? He said it all, so it must have been you who killed Big Foot! Otherwise, besides you, tell me, who else did Big Foot meet?"

"He even met your son, Zhao Ergou!" Aunt He suddenly said, surprising everyone.

Grandpa He also said, "That's right, don't think that just because Zhao Ergou came in the middle of the night, we didn't see him."

The two of them began to recount their story, one after the other.

“The day before yesterday, we got up before dawn because we had to walk to the county town to buy things.”

"After we got up, we went to the yard to feed the chickens and happened to see Zhao Ergou carrying a large basket of things to find Wang Dajiao."

"Ever since she met Zhao Ergou, Wang Dajiao has never come out of the house again. If we're talking about the last person to see Wang Dajiao, it has to be Zhao Ergou!"

"When Zhao Ergou came, he looked suspicious and deliberately chose a time when no one would know. It was obvious that he wanted to do something bad."

"In my opinion, Wang Dajiao was clearly killed by Zhao Ergou!"

Another villager suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh, I remember now. When I got up to use the toilet the night before last, I saw a shadowy figure walking towards Wang Dajiao's house."

"Because I was still half asleep and it wasn't very bright, I didn't recognize who it was at the time, but judging from the figure now..."

He looked Zhao Ergou up and down, his tone very certain.

"That furtive figure must be Zhao Ergou!"

The testimonies of Aunt He and Uncle He alone cannot prove anything, but the testimonies of other villagers are a different story.

Wang Lizheng narrowed his eyes: "Zhao Ergou, what are you doing sneaking around to find Wang Dajiao in the middle of the night?! Could it be that you really killed Wang Dajiao and then sent your mother to frame her?!"

Although Zhao Ergou was usually shameless, he had never done anything illegal, let alone committed a serious crime like murder.

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