As soon as Jiang Zhengmao finished speaking, he realized that he had said something stupid. It was not uncommon to see corpses in a disaster year, but what was strange was that the child was put into a jar.
At this time, someone raised his inner doubts, "Where did all the people in this village go? Even if they fled to other places because there was no water, how could they leave so cleanly?"
"It looks like their house has been ransacked. Could there be bandits around here too?"
"I just saw that this house's door seemed to be locked from the outside. The child was still in the house, so why was the door locked?"
The villagers were talking about it in a flurry. Kang Ping walked up to the dead child, covered his mouth and nose, and squatted down to check.
The villagers were startled, "Doctor Kang, what are you doing?"
Kang Ping said with pity: "This child is too thin. He looks like he starved to death."
Jiang Huaixu stood beside the corpse, lowering his hand from covering his mouth and nose. The body was already rotting, the stench of decay pungent, and it still remained curled up in the pottery jar. It didn't look like it had been put there after death, but rather like the child had curled up in it of its own accord.
She also saw some dirt in the corner of the room just now, which could prove this.
Even if this family left the village to escape famine, it should be easy to notice that a child is missing. After thinking about it, there is only one possibility - the child was deliberately abandoned.
Locking the door is like blocking the child's last chance of survival.
Jiang Huaixu made his judgment in his mind without even having to look at whether the child was a boy or a girl.
She exhaled deeply and looked at Jiang Zhengmao: "Uncle Village Chief, please bury this body."
"Alright, alright." Jiang Zhengmao couldn't bear it either. In troubled times, human life is worthless, and the death of a child is the most heartbreaking. "Come on..."
"No, I'll do it." Jiang Huaixu interrupted Jiang Zhengmao, "Please ask everyone else to leave first."
Boss Jiang hurriedly said, "Xu Jie'er, how could a girl like you do such a thing? I can just find a few people to bury it..."
"Dad, I've examined the dead before, so I'm good at this. You two go out first, and I'll get the person out of the pottery jar, and you bury him."
Kang Ping said, "Xu girl, I'll go with you."
Jiang Huaixu agreed.
Boss Jiang felt relieved to see Kang Ping there, but he was still hesitant.
Jiang Erlang watched silently, and finally said a few words of advice, and the crowd gradually retreated from the house.
The door was closed and was not reopened until about an incense stick of time (half an hour) had passed.
Jiang Huaixu walked out the door with no abnormality on his face. Behind him, a small corpse was wrapped in a tattered mat.
Kang Ping's face turned pale. "I've settled it. I'll trouble you all to take care of the rest."
The stench of corpses almost made people faint, and Boss Jiang led his men in.
After this incident, no one dared to live in this house anymore. The villagers checked their own places of residence and only felt at ease to stay there after confirming that there was nothing unusual.
"...younger sister? Younger sister?"
Jiang Huaixu came back to his senses, "Ah?"
Jiang Wei was puzzled. "You saw that... Were you frightened? Why do you keep getting distracted?"
She had heard from her father that her youngest sister had seen many corpses in Niutou Village and was not afraid, so why was she scared now?
"Nothing." Jiang Huaixu shook his head. "I have something to talk to Yun Qi about. Sister, please talk to me later."
"Hey——" Before Jiang Wei could finish her words, she saw her youngest sister had already run away for a long distance.
"Eldest cousin, I heard that the child who died was a girl about the same age as Tianya." Jiang Fu lowered her eyes sadly. "Second cousin must feel bad for helping to collect the body of that girl."
Jiang Wei was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "It's rare to run into a lone boy on this road."
On the other side, Jiang Huaixu found Yun Qi and handed him a straight wooden stick.
"Let's have a fight."
Yun Qi was slightly startled, "Why?"
Jiang Huaixu looked up at him and said, "No reason."
Yun Qi:? That look doesn't seem to be without reason.
Ever since he met Jiang Huaixu, Yun Qi realized that the ladies from wealthy families he had met before were too superficial in their thinking, and he couldn't see through this nine-year-old girl.
"Do you want to fight or not?" Jiang Huaixu said impatiently.
"Come." Yun Qi took the wooden stick and looked at Jiang Huaixu with eyes gradually filled with fighting spirit.
Jiang Huaixu swung his stick and stabbed Yun Qi in the heart.
Yun Qi did not expect Jiang Huaixu's attack to be so direct. He raised his stick to block it, but saw Jiang Huaixu's movement stopped abruptly, and then he swept his toes and attacked his lower body directly.
After dodging the attack in a panic, Yun Qi couldn't help but feel more serious.
Taking advantage of the moment when Yun Qi dodged, Jiang Huaixu raised his stick and struck it upwards, then turned around and hit Yun Qi's side with the stick.
Yun Qi's hand first shook, and then he felt a pain in his side. The force was so great that he almost couldn't hold the stick in his hand. Then the stick fell like raindrops, hitting him all over his body.
After knocking three times, Jiang Huaixu stopped.
Yun Qi's expressionless face completely collapsed at this moment. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Jiang Huaixu! When did I provoke you?"
He finally understood that Jiang Huaixu was not coming to compete with him, but to vent his anger on him.
"Yun Qi, why can men in this world become officials and rulers, but women cannot?"
Yun Qi was slightly stunned, not understanding what Jiang Huaixu meant.
He thought for a moment and said, "Be a good wife and mother..."
"Supporting the husband and raising children?" Jiang Huaixu sneered. "Men can have three wives and four concubines, but women have to stay with one husband and be trapped in the harem for their entire lives. This is just an ugly rule made by vested interests to maximize their own profits."
She stood with her hands behind her, her voice clear and resonant: "The world is half male and half female. Women have been restricted by rules and regulations from the beginning, and have lost the qualification to participate. The remaining half are fighting for their lives like a group of fish crossing the river. You think this has been the case since ancient times, but everything in the world is changing. Women are no weaker than men. Just like you and me, we are also born human beings. Why are there so many requirements for women?"
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