She no longer had to worry about those people. Mu Ruanruan only wanted to finish her grandmother's business as soon as possible so that she could go home early.
She took the photo and asked around in the village, only to find out that Uncle Peng had been a soldier in the past, but later he was discharged from the army due to a leg injury and stayed at home.
The years he served in the army are close to the dates recorded in the photo, so he should know something.
"However, Uncle Peng is not an easy person to get along with," said Uncle Li.
"What's the matter?"
"Ever since his son passed away, he has stopped interacting with anyone in the village. He has difficulty walking and cannot go out to the fields, so the old couple relies on fishing and catching shrimp for a living.
Although he was injured on the battlefield, I heard that he did not receive any subsidy.
In the past, the village chief would go to the old couple on behalf of the village to bring some food, but he was always turned away. In recent years, the village chief has stopped going and he doesn't interact with the crowd. The villagers just ignore them.
Mu Ruanruan was surprised: "Why is this?"
"Well, it's a long story. That year, the brick kiln was hiring, offering double work points, and everyone rushed to sign up. The Peng kid wasn't selected, and he even went to the village head's house to make a scene several times.
Later, for some unknown reason, someone suddenly withdrew, and the village chief gave the spot to Peng Jiawa.
Later, as you probably heard, the brick kiln collapsed and the Peng family children never made it out."
Mu Ruanruan: "Uncle Peng put the blame on everyone for this?"
"At first, he didn't do that. I remember that during the funeral, many people from the village went to help. On the seventh night, Old Lady Peng said she had a dream in which the child was covered in blood and begging for help.
The old woman woke up the next day and felt that her son was not doing well in the afterlife. She cried bitterly. When the coffin was closed, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so she did not show it to her.
Because of this dream, the old lady insisted on taking a look at her baby.
Everyone advised her to bury the baby, but she refused to listen and insisted on opening the coffin, saying that the baby was feeling uncomfortable down there.
The body had just been buried, but the village chief couldn't persuade Old Lady Peng. On the second day after the seventh day, he brought people to help open the coffin. She said that the Yang energy was too strong during the day, which was not good for the Yin, so she set the opening time for 6 pm.
Originally, they wanted to do it at midnight, but everyone refused to work. After a long argument, they finally moved the time to 6 pm. At that time, just after finishing work, everyone took the iron hoe and dug out the coffin.
It was June, and the temperature was high, so the body was extremely easy to rot. In addition, he was crushed to death by bricks, so you can imagine the scene.
Speaking of that child, it was pitiful. When the brick kiln collapsed, the fire hadn't been completely extinguished. Fortunately, the Peng family child was far away and was hit by the bricks from above. If he had been closer to the inside, there would be no body left.
The fire is not completely out yet!
No wonder everyone avoided Old Lady Peng when they were closing the coffin.
Uncle Li continued, "When Mrs. Peng saw what was happening, she fainted on the spot. After waking up, she lay in bed for three more days before becoming more aware. The first thing she said was to ask about the specific circumstances of the brick kiln collapse."
Mu Ruanruan: "Does she suspect there is another reason?"
Uncle Li nodded. "That's right. She wondered if there was no foul play, why was it that everyone else was fine, but her child was the only one who died."
Mu Ruanruan: "She can't get over this. Is there something fishy going on?"
Uncle Li sighed, took out a rolled cigarette, put it to his lips and held it in his mouth, then took out a match, slid one on, put his hands around the flame, lit the cigarette, and took several puffs.
I choked when I exhaled the smoke and coughed for a long time before I recovered.
He looked at the vast rice fields and his voice seemed to come from far away: "Peng's kid, you have indeed offended someone."
"Ah, then this matter..."
"This incident was truly an accident," said Uncle Li. "No one knew the kiln would collapse. Even though he was assigned to the shift that night, no one else was willing to take his place. The shifts had been arranged a month in advance."
Old Mrs. Peng refused to believe it and insisted that there must be a reason. She said that the child's appearance in the dream was very similar to that in the coffin, and she had never seen the child die before, which meant that the dream was given to him by the child.
She firmly believed that someone must have framed the child. She said that the child kept crying for help in his dreams, but no one saved him. She wanted to save him, but she couldn't. She watched her child die in the fire.
Old Mrs. Peng’s dream was very bizarre, and we cannot jump to any conclusions, but the death of the Peng family’s child was indeed a heartbreaking thing.
"Who did he offend?"
Uncle Li didn't hesitate at this time and directly said the name: "Dai Xiaohu."
Dai Xiaohu?
How could Mrs. Peng’s son offend Dai Xiaohu?
"They said they went hunting in the mountains and had a dispute over prey. The two of them got into a fight. Peng's kid was older, and he beat Dai Xiaohu so hard that he lost several teeth. Later, the Dai family hired someone to beat Peng's kid up."
"Who is he looking for?"
"Li Sanqiang."
!!! Li Sanqiang!
No wonder Old Lady Peng felt that there was something fishy about this matter. Among the people who went to the brick kiln at that time was Li Sanqiang.
Moreover, Li Sanqiang looked sinister at first glance, like someone who would trip others up or kill them.
"Mrs. Peng always felt that Li Sanqiang was involved in this matter, but she couldn't find any evidence or accuse him, so the matter was eventually dropped."
"She suspected that the village was protecting Li Sanqiang?"
Uncle Li nodded.
No wonder he said he would go find Old Mrs. Peng, but she wouldn't see him.
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