Changping Village. When I slept until midnight, Bingbing came over to take pictures of the gate of Luo Family Courtyard.

The Luo family has a large yard. Yang Ruoqing and the others live in the backyard, and Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian live in the front yard. In the words of the old couple, when someone comes knocking on the door at night with something urgent, it is easier to respond.

No, as soon as Bingbing knocked on the door, Blacksmith Luo came over to ask.

When the door opened, I found that Bingbing was wearing one shoe, "Son, do you still have another shoe?"

"Grandpa Luo, I ran too fast and got lost." Bingbing ran out of breath.

"What happened?"

"My sister, my sister hung her neck, Aunt Ping'er asked me to call Aunt Qing'er over..."

When Blacksmith Luo heard this, his face turned pale, and he asked Bingbing to stay here to catch his breath, while he ran towards the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing was also shocked when she heard the news.

"Hang your neck? Are you dead?" she asked Blacksmith Luo who was standing outside the window while putting on her shoes.

Blacksmith Luo: "I didn't even ask carefully, but I heard Bingbing say that Huahua hung on her neck and the house was in chaos. My scalp went numb at that time and I quickly came over to call you..."

According to what farmers always say, if you hang your neck, you are probably dead.

"Our village has just completed the consecration ceremony for the Guanyin Temple. Logically speaking, those evil things should not happen again..."

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang opened the door and came out, they happened to hear Blacksmith Luo muttering there.

Even though Yang Ruoqing hurried to Ping'er's house, she still stopped and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, Huahua's matter has nothing to do with the Guanyin Temple. If she dies, she will commit suicide on her own."

The tone in this tone is full of hatred that iron cannot become steel.

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo opened his mouth wide, his face full of astonishment.

Huahua, that kid, is he very cool?

Listening to Wang Cuilian and other women chatting privately, when they talked about the child, everyone shook their heads and said that Ping'er had raised a white-eyed wolf.

But you can’t really die!

"I just hung my neck, maybe to scare Ping'er. She has played a lot of tricks like this before. Let me take a look." Yang Ruoqing said again, turned around and walked out quickly.

…

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rushed to Zhou Sheng's house, the lights were on in several rooms of Zhou Sheng's house, and Ping'er's cries could be heard inside. The cries were mixed with curses, which made people feel heartbroken.

At the door of the hall, Yang Ruoqing met Zhou Sheng's sister-in-law face to face.

The sister-in-law held the little daughter of Zhou Sheng's family in her arms.

"Qing'er, Tangyazi, you are here."

Sister-in-law Zhou Sheng's eyes were bright red. When she greeted the two of them, she glanced at the little girl in her arms who looked like a frightened little rabbit.

"Sister-in-law, what are you..."

"Huahua was disobedient and did something like that. I was afraid of scaring the little girl in the middle of the night, so I took her to my house to sleep."

"So, Huahua is really..."

Sister-in-law Zhou Sheng nodded with tears in her eyes, "...gone."

Yang Ruoqing's feet suddenly shook.

Although she said Huahua was seeking death, Yang Ruoqing was still a little shocked when she actually heard that she was dead.

She hurriedly ran into the house. In the hall, Zhou Sheng, his elder brother Zhou Sheng, and his two nephews were sitting there dullly, sighing.

In the west room, Huahua lay straight on the bed, Ping'er lay beside the bed, crying and cursing, and Bingbing stood aside with his head hanging down, his hands clenched into fists.

On the beam in front of the bed, a length of rope was still hanging there, with a noose dangling at the end, as if waiting for someone to stick their neck in again.

"Flower!"
Chapter completed!