The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Jiang Muxia looked at Zhou Ruyi and asked, "Sister Ruyi, why don't you see Jiang Hexin's family?"

Such a big thing happened. The two brothers lived in the same yard, but only three rooms in the east wing were burned. Could it be that they were not at home?

Zhou Ruyi sighed and said in fear: "The couple took their children to the Yue family in the neighboring county yesterday, and they will not come back until the drought eases."

"Where is Fang Guizhi? Have you seen her after dark?" Jiang Muxia asked after pondering. It was already dark when she left the village. Where would a woman like her go in the dark and windy night? There was no guarantee that she would return to the village to look for Jiang Henan.

Zhou Ruyi was surprised that she would ask Fang Guizhi, and waved her hands quickly, saying, "Impossible. She made a scene at the door of her house until noon, and was thrown to the bridgehead at the entrance of the village by Jiang Henan. I never saw her again. Our two families live next to each other, and I didn't hear any unusual noises until I heard Aunt De's screams."

"By the way, Fang Guizhi's parents distanced themselves from her in front of the whole village this morning. She probably won't go back to her parents' home."

Zhou Ruyi hesitated, avoiding Jiang Muxia's eyes, as if he had something to hide.

"Sister Ruyi, if you have something to say, just say it!"

Zhou Ruyi bit her lip and said with a blushing face: "Well... I have been with Guizhi for several years. She... she is not a bad person..." She raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Muxia. Seeing that she looked calm and did not show any displeasure, she continued.

"She just has a bad mouth and gets angry easily. To put it bluntly, she has no brains. Once someone instigates her, she explodes. I believe she didn't start the fire."

Aunt Chun obviously disagreed with her statement, "You can't judge a person's heart by his appearance. You are too kind, Zhu Xiu's wife, and you think everyone is a good person... In my opinion, she was the one who did it. The man brought a woman from outside, gave birth to a son, and divorced her without blinking an eye. She was kicked out of the house at her age, and her parents didn't want her. She was desperate and she was so evil. Didn't she just set the fire and burned everyone to death?"

Jiang Muxia blinked her eyes. Zhou Ruyi would not lie, but she was just like what Aunt Chun said, soft-hearted and easy to trust. Now the matter has not been concluded. Both of them have their reasons, but neither can be used as evidence to identify the real murderer.

The real murderer might not be Fang Guizhi, but apart from her, who else did Jiang Henan have a murderous feud with?

Tang Zhongbai glanced over and nodded at her. He, Tang San and Tang Si asked the villagers who were watching, and they all said that they had not seen anyone coming in or out.

Yes, nowadays almost every family has run out of food, and everyone goes to bed early. Only when they fall asleep can they forget about hunger for a short while.

With the help of the villagers, the fire was completely put out. But no one dared to go inside to check. Tang San and Tang Si entered the fire scene with a long sword in one hand and a wooden stick in the other. They dug around in the room where the bed was placed and found a small, burnt black little person, who was Jiang Henan's child.

A long black body was found by the door and under the window. They failed to escape and were burned to death in the house.

The villagers were horrified when they saw this, with fear on their faces. Some of the timid ones fled away the moment the charred corpse was moved out.

Jiang Muxia paid attention to the reactions of the villagers. Everyone was afraid from the bottom of their hearts, which was a normal reaction. She also didn't believe that the villagers who had lived in the same village for so many years would have the idea of ​​killing someone. These people might have the intention to kill but not the courage to do so.

Tang San and Tang Si moved the charred corpse to the center of the yard. When Lan saw it, she rushed over and cried, first crying that her son and grandson died unjustly, then crying that Fang Guizhi had a heart of a snake and was so cruel, and she wanted to cut him into pieces.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Leave it here first. Let the coroner from the yamen come and examine the body tomorrow morning."

Tang Zhongbai came to Jiang Muxia and said in a gentle voice, "Let's go back first. Only when we find Fang Guizhi can we make a conclusion."

When Lan saw that they were about to leave, she tried to step forward to stop them, but Zhou Ruyi grabbed her and tried to persuade her earnestly.

"Auntie, they can't stay here forever. They have to go find the murderer. The murderer won't come to them if they stay here."

The words touched her heart, and she stopped walking, saying: "Mu Xia, please help me say a word, and ask your husband to be more careful and catch that bitch as soon as possible..."

Jiang Muxia just nodded coldly, said hello to Aunt Chun and Zhou Ruyi, and got on the carriage to go back to the city. The carriage turned around and passed by Jiang Lingye's house, passing by the south end of the village. There was a big pit on the east side of this path.

The pit is surrounded by poplar trees that are half an arm thick. It seems that the pit was there when the village was built. After so many years, no one has filled it up. In the rainy season, the water in the pit is half an adult's depth. It is the favorite gathering place for poultry in the village. When the water dries up, every night, the children in the village will use this place as a place to play.

Jiang Muxia lifted the car curtain and stuck her head out to look. The light from the lanterns hanging on the car was dim and could only illuminate the road ahead.

She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the big pit. With the help of the faint starlight, she suddenly saw a person sitting under the poplar tree in the pit. She had a slender body, head lowered, and a bun on each side of her head. She was a young girl.

Hearing a car passing by, the figure moved quickly and hid behind a tree.

Jiang Muxia felt that the figure was very familiar and was sure that it was someone from the village. She was curious why a girl would hide here in the middle of the night?

Her mind raced, wondering who this figure belonged to and whether it had anything to do with the fire.

Tang Zhongbai noticed her expression kept changing, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Muxia rubbed his brows and said uncertainly: "I saw a figure flash by over the big pit. I wonder who it is?"

After hearing this, Tang Zhongbai reacted immediately, hurriedly lifted the curtain, stopped the carriage, and rushed to the big pit with the two of them.

Jiang Muxia let out a long sigh. He must have noticed something strange! The moment Tang Zhongbai got off the car, she finally remembered that the figure was clearly Jiang Hexin's eldest daughter, Jiang Lai Di.

This child was similar to her previous self. She was not valued at home, was timid and cowardly, and the villagers seldom paid attention to her.

But didn't she go to her grandmother's house? Why was she in the village?

Could it be that she was the one who set the fire that killed Jiang Henan's family?

Jiang Muxia quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea. How could it be her? As far as she knew, Fang Guizhi was not very good to her niece. How could she help Fang Guizhi? Jiang Henan was her uncle!

Jiang Muxia prayed in her heart that Jiang Lai Di would not be caught by Tang Zhongbai. At her age, even if it wasn't her, she might admit it after being scared by a few words.

What if? She opened her eyes wide, but she didn't dare to think about it.