MTL - My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old-Chapter 89 People are dead in the village

Chapter 89 Someone died in the village

Everyone in Wangjia Village is excited today.

Three years later, the village finally has rice noodles, the kind of flowing water rice noodles!

More than thirty tables were placed directly on the largest threshing floor in the village.

The little village chief walked furtively around the big pot of pork.

Several strips of pork were placed in each of several large pots, and fifty kilograms of flour were stuffed.

The pigs sent by the county government were extremely fat, weighing more than two hundred kilograms in total, and the pigs added to the pig ears totaled more than three hundred kilograms.

"Wow, cold pork head meat, braised pork belly, stewed white radish with big bones, rotten meat vermicelli, steamed egg custard, thick big steamed buns, and all-you-can-eat dry rice! I haven't had such a good meal during the Chinese New Year in three years!" The woman cried while holding the bowl. On this day, she only dared to think about it in her dreams.

 “It all depends on our village chief!”

“What’s the difference between us and Lijiatun and Juren Village? It’s that we can have enough food if we change the village chief!”

 “Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat early and have another round at night.”

Everyone grabbed the steamed buns and drank the sweet bone radish soup with great joy.

One round after another, the villagers were served to the table, and the chefs’ wrists were shaking in their busy work.

 The whole village is filled with the aroma of food.

 The crowd also invited representatives from Juren Village and Lijiatun, with Suisui taking the lead and accompanying everyone to eat and drink.

 Everyone drank a toast, which was filled with goat's milk.

Everyone eats sitting down, but Suisui eats standing up, which is not as high as others sitting down.

 “When you’re done, make me a high chair!” Suisui felt that she was losing face as the village chief.

 Xu Ziyi responded hurriedly.

This lively celebration feast lasted until the moon was over the willow branches.

　　Probably because I had been depressed for too long, I later took another two hundred catties of grain.

 But the refugees outside the city were looking at the pots of white rice, the big steamed buns in their hands, and the steaming hot meat soup.

　　Silently put down the bowl and kowtowed three times in the direction of Wangjia Village.

“My benefactor’s name is Suisui, Miss Suisui. We are willing to set up a longevity tablet for you. I wish you a happy and worry-free life, and a peaceful and joyful life.”

"Miss Suisui, you are a good person. If it weren't for you, I would have led my family to a dead end." The unshaven man whispered, with his thin wife and two children kneeling behind him.

At this moment he secretly threw away the rat poison in his hand.

"If I have the chance, I will repay your kindness. You are so kind and kind that I will never forget it."

There is also an old man who teaches his children: "Our benefactor is called Yan Suisui, Suisui of Rice Sui. But don't admit the wrong person and let those bad things borrow the light of our benefactor!" The children nodded heavily.

Yan Suisui, remember this name deeply!

Everyone cried while eating. This meal not only warmed their stomachs, but also warmed their hearts.

They have no objection to their benefactor asking them to learn boxing and skiing!

Wangjiacun is bustling all night long.

 It's just that this time it was the Yan family who was busy.

Many villagers ate so much that they had stomachaches. They knocked on the door in the middle of the night and asked Qing Geer for some digestive medicine.

　　I kept tossing around until dawn before settling down.

 Early on the second day.

 Everyone was awakened by a scream.

"ah!!"

"It's dead! It's dead! Someone is coming soon!" A sharp and harsh voice shocked everyone.

Although there are constant minor conflicts in Wangjia Village, they are all caused by the family's petty conflicts and no one has ever lost their life!

 Oh, there was Wang Lezi last time. Suisui was sleeping in a daze when Yanchuan took her out of bed.

 He washed her face and dressed her without even opening her eyes. When she went out, she was hit by the cold wind, and she shivered and opened her eyes.

 “It’s the old house!” Suisui said suddenly.

Yan Hansheng suddenly remembered that last month Suisui said that the old house had a sense of death, and his heart immediately tightened.

As the Yan family strode out, Xiuxiu took off her apron and put down her work and said hurriedly: "Grandma, look at An An, I'll follow and take a look." She pulled Lin Qing and chased her out.

Everyone saw Suisui and greeted her one after another.

“Village chief, it sounds like the voice is coming from the Yan family’s old house! It sounds like Yan Zhuzhu’s voice…”

　　"Is it because Old Chen is dying? That's just to get rid of harm to the village." Some people secretly rejoiced, but Old Chen's mouth was not pleasant at all.

The aunt pulled the man's arm, and the man paused, then secretly looked at Yan Hansheng.

 Seeing that Han Sheng looked anxious, he stopped talking.

After all, he is his biological son, and it is not easy for outsiders to speak sarcastically about him when life and death are involved.

Everyone ran to the outside of the old house in silence. The door of the old house was already crowded with people on three floors inside and three outside.

"Mother, mother...wuwuwu, mother, wake up." Yan Niuniu cried miserably. When everyone heard this, they were stunned?

Is it the Zhou family?

“Quickly make way, the village chief is here, the village chief is here.” Everyone left a path for Suisui, allowing Yanchuan to carry Suisui through the door.

After entering the door, I found a person lying upright in the middle of the hall.

 It was Zhou who was already turning blue.

 His body and head have been frozen into ice.

Like falling into water.

 There is still water now, only in the small river to the north of the village. Everywhere else was covered with ice, but everyone broke open that area to use it to fetch water for washing.

Usually Zhou goes there to do laundry.

Mrs. Chen's eyes were red and she slapped her thighs and cried: "Why is my third child's life so miserable? He married someone who can't carry things on his shoulders and lift things in his hands, and his life is short! Even if he washes his clothes, he will fall into the river..."

Everyone feels uncomfortable hearing this. Their lives have been lost, but why do they still pity you, the third child?

Yan Xiucai knelt in front of the hall and looked at Mr. Zhou blankly.

That lost look is quite sympathetic.

"Why is she doing laundry so late at night?" Suisui looked at Zhou's body, and Yanchuan hurriedly covered her eyes.

Old Chen paused, and then said viciously: "She pretended to have a backache during the day, so why not go there at night? Who knew she was so stupid that she actually fell into the river."

 Lao Chen didn’t recognize her at first, but at night she scolded Mr. Zhou for being an old hen that didn’t lay eggs and asked her to go out to do laundry. The neighbor heard her.

 This cannot be lied either.

Sure enough, the woman next door sneered and said, "Why does she have to go there at night? It was obviously you who scolded her for doing laundry and refused to let her light the lamp, so she slipped into the water."

“Your Yan Zhuzhu was also seen there, Yan Zhuzhu, don’t you think so?” The woman next door suddenly pointed at Yan Zhuzhu and asked.

Yan Zhuzhu's eyes widened in horror, as if she was frightened in some way.

"Ah, ah ah..." Yan Zhuzhu covered her mouth with fear in her eyes and backed away as if she had seen a ghost.

 Keeping retreating, as if something is wrong.

Little Chen was startled: "Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu, are you scared? Mrs. Zhou, the murderer of a thousand swords, will still harm me Zhuzhu even if she dies! I don't want to die, just stay away, you scared me like this Zhuzhu Looks like this..." Xiao Chen cursed loudly.

"Grandma's granddaughter, don't be afraid..." Mrs. Chen wanted to reach out and pull her.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhuzhu avoided it in fear, her head shaking, and a squeaking sound came from her throat.

His face was red from holding back, but he couldn't make any sound!

At this moment, Yan Ming suddenly remembered what Sui Sui once said.

Since your mouth can’t speak, then don’t speak anymore!

 (End of this chapter)