If Ye Beiping had iodine or something similar, he wouldn't have asked them to find alcohol. After all, alcohol is incredibly irritating to wounds, much more so than iodine.
He hurriedly applied alcohol to Ye Beiping's wound.
He was in so much pain that he grimaced.
Add to that the fact that it's winter, and it's truly an unbearable, pungent ache.
Ye Beiping took two deep breaths before remembering to ask, "Did you see who that person was just now?"
"Beiping, you were so close, didn't you see it?"
Jiang Hai was the one who answered. He wasn't from Pingba Village, and even if he saw the person, he wouldn't recognize him.
Ye Beiping sighed, thought for a moment, and then shook his head, saying, "When I walked over, I only saw a back view, and I was hit without warning."
hiss!
Speaking of being hit, he gasped again.
It's probably because the alcohol took effect and seeped into the wound.
Looking at Ye Beiping's somewhat distorted face, Wu Di said, "Those clothes seem somewhat familiar."
“Now that you mention it, it feels familiar too,” Hou Baolin echoed.
Judging from what the two men were saying, Ye Beiping knew that they probably hadn't seen their faces either.
He also saw the man's clothes.
It was very large, and didn't seem like it was my own clothes.
How can you tell whose back it is from that?
well!
Helpless, Ye Beiping sighed again, feeling utterly unlucky today.
He didn't understand what was going on and ended up getting hurt himself.
Instead, Jiang Hai suddenly said weakly, "I...I think I saw that person's face."
What?
Ye Beiping and the other two looked up at Jiang Hai, their expressions slightly surprised.
However, this surprise quickly disappeared from Ye Beiping's face.
Because he knew that Jiang Hai was not from Pingba Village, even if he had stayed in the village for the past few days, it would be impossible for him to recognize all the hundreds of people there.
Most importantly, even if you try to identify them later, there's nothing you can do if they're hiding at home and won't come out.
This gave Ye Beiping a headache, not just because of the thoughts, but more so because of the pain in his wound.
Who exactly harbors such hatred towards him?
Ye Sheng?
Ye Beiping had suspected him at first, but his actions today made him feel that he was not Ye Sheng.
Jiang Enhua?
That's even more impossible. She's not even in Pingba Village. Even if she came, she wouldn't be able to pay respects to Ye Jianguo. She's so mean and sarcastic; she wouldn't even feed him while he was alive, how could she possibly offer him respects after he's dead?
After thinking for a while, Ye Beiping still couldn't figure out who it was, so he decided to take a break.
"Jiang Hai, did you see that person's face?" Hou Baolin asked fiercely, his fists clenched tightly. "Tell me who it is, and I will definitely not kill him. He even broke Beiping's head."
Forehead......
Just as Ye Beiping was about to close his eyes to rest, he suddenly heard these words and frowned slightly. Something about these words seemed off.
What do you mean his head was broken?
Is this something you can just say carelessly? Doesn't he have any self-respect?
Opening his eyes and seeing the three people in front of him, Ye Beiping was speechless for a moment, then closed his eyes again to rest.
Well, there's really no face to speak of. There are only four people in the house now, and it's a fact that I got my head broken, not to mention that the other three saw it.
Jiang Hai frowned and thought hard.
“I…I’ve never seen this person before. I haven’t seen him in your village these past few days.”
"Not from our village?" Wu Di frowned as he asked.
Hou Baolin weakly threw a punch in the air.
You should know that these three are notorious scoundrels in Pingba Village, and everyone is afraid of them.
Now, not only was Ye Beiping's head broken, but more importantly, they actually thought the other party wasn't human and were scared half to death. Hou Baolin couldn't swallow this insult.
But now that he's heard that the person isn't from Pingba Village, Hou Baolin feels powerless, like he's punching cotton.
With so many villages in the surrounding area, finding someone is no easy task.
Ye Beiping listened to the three arguing and said without even opening his eyes, "Brother Jiang Hai has only been here for a few days. There are more than a hundred households in our village. Even if we don't go out during the Spring Festival, he can't see everyone."
"Besides, it was just one glance, who knows if I was seeing things?"
The three people who heard this felt that Ye Beiping's words made sense.
But this matter can't just be left unresolved, can it?
Ye Beiping suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a fierce look: "However, this person is definitely related to Ye Jianguo."
Um?
The three looked at Ye Beiping in confusion. Why were they so sure?
Without even seeing who the other person was, how could Ye Beiping be so certain that the other person was inextricably linked to Ye Jianguo?
Just because someone appears near Ye Jianguo's grave doesn't mean they have a relationship with him, right?
Why are there so many graves around, yet none of them seem to concern anyone else?
The three of them exchanged glances, seemingly sensing each other's suspicions.
In the end, it was Hou Baolin, the most guileless of them all, who asked, "Beiping, are you sure? Why?"
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