There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

Brother Duan repeatedly insisted on handing thirty coins to Mrs. Ji, but Mrs. Ji refused no matter how hard she tried. She was helpless and moved at the same time.

With a gentle attitude, he left Brother Duan to drink water. Brother Duan originally said he didn't want to drink, but he was anxious to go back and give the money to his wife, but Mrs. Ji forcefully demanded it.

"Niujiao Village is still a long way from here! It's so hot today, how can we survive without drinking water!"

Mrs. Ji winked at Ye Qiuyun as she spoke. Ye Qiuyun was also smart and quickly prepared to go in and get some water.

Ji Liangqing and the others came back at this time.

"Hey, you three brothers are back?" Mrs. Ji saw her three sons entering the yard from a distance and quickly stood up and said.

Ji Liangqing originally wanted to tell his mother about his discovery immediately, but he restrained himself when he saw Brother Duan here.

Although Brother Duan has a good relationship with them, he is an outsider after all, and it is not good to say these things in front of outsiders.

So he responded with a smile, and the brothers smiled and greeted Brother Duan in turn.

Just at this time, Ye Qiuyun came out with water. Mrs. Ji took the water and handed it to Brother Duan, then smiled and said to Ji Liangqing:

"Today Duan Fang and her elder brother brought another hundred small jars. I was just saying that there were not enough jars at home. What a coincidence."

Ji Liangqing's expression softened further: "Brother Duan, this is really hard on you!"

Brother Duan refused with a smile. After several conversations, Brother Duan accidentally saw the small hoe Ji Liangqing was holding.

"Do you also use this kind of small hoe here?" Brother Duan smiled and pointed: "I thought we were the only ones using it."

The smiles on the lips of the three brothers stopped.

Mrs. Ji still didn't know why, so she looked in the direction Brother Duan pointed, and she was also very confused:

"We didn't use any small hoe. Where did this small hoe come from? You three brothers picked it up on the road?"

Ji Liangqing paused, watched Brother Duan hesitate for a moment, and then pulled him into the main room.

Mrs. Ji also followed in. Seeing that there were no family members outside, Ji Liangqing closed the door.

Mrs. Ji didn't know the reason at first, but when she saw this, she immediately wanted to understand: "Is it left by a suspicious person?"

Ji Liangqing nodded and asked the confused Brother Duan:

"Brother Duan, you must have heard about what happened yesterday, but we suspect that it was not because he was careless, but because someone deliberately murdered him!"

Ji Liangqing’s explanation of 1510:

"This little hoe was what we found at the scene. Someone used this little hoe to move a big rock, pushed it down and hit Wu Er on him. No one in our village uses these, so I heard you say that

Question, it seems like this kind of small hoe is basically used in your village?"

Brother Duan nodded after hearing this:

"Well, the land in Niujiao Village is not as spacious as the land here. Most of them are relatively small. If you want to plant on the eaves, you need to use a small hoe. Basically every household has one."

Hearing this, Ji Liangqing knew something in his heart.

It seemed that the murderer was not from their village at all, but from Niujiao Village.

Ji Miaomiao next to her was stunned.

She naively thought that Wu Er accidentally fell down and wanted someone else to take the blame for helping with the medical treatment. She never thought that someone else might have framed him.

It seems that this simple-minded person also has harmful intentions.

She buried her head on Ye Qiuyun's shoulder. Ye Qiuyun carefully hugged his daughter and asked Brother Duan,

"If every household in Niujiao Village has a small hoe, how can we tell who owns the hoe?"

This brings me to the key point.

For a moment, everyone in the Ji family looked at Brother Duan.

"This is simple." Brother Duan immediately laughed: "It is precisely because every household has this thing, and asking a blacksmith to make a small hoe also costs money, so everyone specially made some symbols to distinguish their own family from other families."

With that said, Brother Duan took the little hoe, looked up casually, and said:

"Usually it's here on the handle..."

At this point, he seemed to have seen something particularly horrifying. His eyes widened and he looked straight at the little hoe in his hand without saying anything.

"Brother Duan, what's wrong?" Ji Liangqing keenly sensed something was wrong and immediately asked: "Is there something wrong with this hoe?"

Mrs. Ji also looked at Brother Duan closely.

The group of people looked at Brother Duan's face, ranging from disbelief to doubt to disappointment, and then said decadently:

"The mark on this little hoe is the mark of my family."

These words were like a thunderbolt that shocked everyone around him.

What does this mean?

The hoe was a suspicious thing found at the crime scene, but Brother Duan said it belonged to their family. Does this mean that the murderer was Brother Duan?

But Brother Duan is a simple and honest person, and he has no deep hatred against Wu Er. He has a bright future now, so why would he frame others?

The Ji family members were puzzled, and the expressions on their faces changed very vividly.

Brother Duan smiled bitterly at this time and said:

"If this hoe is really the murderer, then it is very likely that he is a member of our family, for example...my brother."

Having said this, Brother Duan's face was very calm and he was no longer as excited as before.

Only then did the Ji family realize that it was not the mark of his little family, but might be the mark of Granny Duan's family.

Ji Liangqing's face turned livid, and he took out a piece of cloth that was obviously scratched and torn from his sleeve:

"I saw this on the branch next to the stone pit. It should be that the murderer's clothes were scratched."

Nowadays, the conditions of every household are not good, and clothes are very tight.

If an ordinary person's clothes were scratched, he would immediately take back the cut cloth and let his wife reattach it.

But the murderer might have been so busy escaping that he didn't even care about the torn clothes.

This piece of fabric made the bitter smile on Brother Duan's lips even thicker: "This is the clothes my mother pulled for my second brother during the Chinese New Year!"

At that time, he remembered very clearly that his second brother specially wore the new clothes and walked around the house.

My family's financial situation is pretty good, and the fabric is quite good, with some colors on it.

He had been accustomed to not being favored by his parents since he was a child, but the three boys from his second brother's family were still mocking his two daughters for wearing ragged clothes.

He said that his father had new clothes to wear, but he did not.

His two daughters looked at his tattered clothes and burst into tears. He felt particularly uncomfortable when he looked at them, so he remembered them very clearly.

But I didn't expect to see this fabric here.

"Then it seems that the person who pushed the stone and hit Wu Er was probably your second brother." Su Xiu'er said quietly from the side.

Of course the others thought so in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud and remained silent.