"Hey, quack, the person in the photo looks familiar. Doesn't she look like the auntie from the kidnapping village who chased us away?"
In the black and white family photo hanging in the main room, the girl is smiling broadly; she is a sunny girl.
Guagua brought up the video, paused the screen, and zoomed in on the aunt's face.
The bone structure fits perfectly, and the location of the mole on the chin is also the same.
Could it be a coincidence?
If I'm not mistaken, that auntie said she was abducted when she was seventeen and left more than twenty years ago. She didn't have the courage to go home and embarrass her family.
Rather than seeking sympathy and criticism, it's better to preserve the image of her before she was abducted.
Her family remembers her as a clean and tidy woman, not as someone who became a baby-making machine.
The village doctor arrived quickly, took Yao Chunhua's pulse, and was surprised to find that apart from being a little weak, she was fine.
"Congratulations, Auntie! The young lady is in good health. With some rest, she'll be fine and will live to be a hundred."
"I removed the splinters from her hand, applied medicine, and bandaged it. She shouldn't get it wet for the next few days. The damaged nail will grow back in time."
The ten fingers are connected to the heart; how painful it must be to have your fingernails torn off! It's a terrible thing.
Grandma Yao was overjoyed and wept, repeatedly expressing her gratitude.
Since the person is unharmed, the trial should begin.
The courtyard was packed with people, the most conspicuous being a group sitting on the threshold of the main room, each holding a bowl and eating the egg and brown sugar water that Grandma Yao had made for them, as if they were eating dragon liver and phoenix gall, their eyes shining with an alarming gleam.
Yang Guozhi was forced to kneel on the ground by Miao Yi and Miao Er, a couple, one on each side. He was very obedient, and in other people's eyes, it looked like he was kneeling to atone for his sins.
But his expression was strange; he showed neither the joy of his wife's resurrection nor the sincerity of repentance, only endless fear.
What did he see?
tiger.
Two tigers sandwiched him like a sandwich filling.
The reason his back was so straight was because another tiger was sitting behind him, its back pressed against his back. If he moved even slightly, the tiger behind him would poke his spine.
Even through his clothes, he could clearly feel the sharpness of the claws, as if reminding him that if he moved again, they would tear him apart.
He didn't even dare to tremble.
He was terrified and wanted to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a huge snake head would hang down from above, its tongue hissing as if it wanted to stick into his mouth, which scared him so much that he quickly shut his mouth.
He shut up, but there was still a black and white bear in front of him that would occasionally use its paws to poke his nose and mouth, pinch his ears, and roll his eyelids.
He finally understood why he felt something hairy poking his tongue when the child pushed him down.
The sensation of the hair made him want to sneeze, but the cool feeling on his back and the death stare from those big, bulbous eyes forced him to suppress it.
Need to pee?
The bear seemed to have anticipated this, pressing down with one paw, its threat obvious, as if saying: Go ahead and pee, pee! If you dare spill a drop, you'll be squatting from now on.
And so he desperately held it in.
But why, why was he the only one who saw it?
No one in the courtyard showed any sign of fear.
Are they really ghosts?
He wanted to ask someone for help, and his first look was at Yao Chunhua, but she didn't even glance at him.
He then looked at Yao Qiuping.
But the other person wasn't having an easy time either. She stood straight, with a large snake high above her head, its body coiled around her like a dumpling, even gagging her mouth.
She was so frightened that her eyes rolled back and she almost fainted, when a big tail lashed her temple, waking her up completely. All that was left was Zhou Er and the chattering caterer to her.
In short, the two were treated very equally.
Shishi was incredibly envious; she really wanted to pick her nose too.
Hey, I got tricked by the boss and his gang today.
The village chief came over and, upon learning that Yao Chunhua was indeed alive, was happy for Old Lady Yao.
"Auntie, Guozhi, what's this... Hey, why are you staring at me with such big eyes and baring your teeth? I just got here, what's wrong with you?"
The village chief was startled by the fierce look on his face.
Yang Guozhi's eyes were stretched wide, and his mouth was pried open, making him look extremely angry, as if he wanted to devour the village chief.
He had unspeakable suffering.
Village chief, it wasn't my choice, really not. I was controlled by ghosts. They're so scary. Please understand me.
Grandma Yao wasn't brainless; she figured it out when she made brown sugar eggs for her benefactor.
Given her personality, even if she knew Yang Guozhi was unfaithful to her, she would still choose to break up peacefully for the sake of the child in her womb.
But the other party was determined to kill her, burying her alive after she survived being pushed down a slope, clearly indicating they had a bigger scheme.
Their family has nothing; all they can hope for is a house and a pension.
“Village chief, Chunhua said that Yang Guozhi pushed her down the hillside because he saw him having an affair with Yao Qiuping. They were afraid that the matter would be exposed, so they killed him to cover it up.”
"What's most hateful is that my Chunhua's body was still warm, which means she was still alive, yet he rushed to hold a funeral and bury her. What kind of wolfish ambition is he harboring?"
He buried my Chunhua alive.
The old lady wiped away her tears.
“Village chief, my husband passed away early, and I raised my two children with great difficulty, hoping that we could live a good life.”
"But fate is cruel. My second son went missing when he was a teenager, and my eldest son and his wife passed away a few years ago. I thought I had suffered enough, but now I have to bury my children again."
"What is Yang Guozhi thinking? He probably planned this all along. It would be best if I went with my granddaughter so that he could rightfully seize my house and the pension of my eldest son and his wife."
The old lady started crying again as she spoke, lamenting her own fate and that of her granddaughter.
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