I had really lost my patience with the cattle butcher's ex-wife. Just outside the yard of the house, the village chief and everyone picked a relatively quiet open space and chased away those who came over curiously to hear the gossip.
I asked straight to the point, "I heard all the curses you just said when you were crying. Let's talk about the unscrupulous and unscrupulous things that cattle butchers have done, and they deserve such retribution..."
Just when the woman was about to answer, I quickly raised my right hand and said, "To get to the point, I just want to hear...about wintersweet!"
Hearing me say the name of wintersweet, Niu Benwang around him widened his eyes. Grandpa Qi and the village chief of Niujiatun also had weird looks on their faces, but none of them looked weirder than the look on this woman's face.
What kind of expression is that? The feeling of hating someone to the core, and even more fear, the kind of panic deep in the soul!
She was uncharacteristically silent for a long time, and when I was almost losing my patience, she finally spoke.
"The cattle butcher is not a human being at all, and the wintersweet is not a good thing either. It is a despicable thing!"
When Niu Benwang heard what the woman said, his eyes widened and he was so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat her up. He asked me to pull him aside and warn him with my eyes.
The woman was so frightened that she took a few steps closer to me. She seemed to be a bully, so I warned her rationally, "Just talk, don't talk about anything else."
Grandpa Seven also gave the woman a warning look. She shrank her neck and revealed a big secret that no one had thought of.
"Lamei had an affair with the cattle butcher. I guess they had been on good terms for a while when I found out. The cattle butcher always climbed on the wall of Lamei's house at night. He stayed there all night and didn't come back until dawn."
"later……"
Niu Butcher's family was at war every day. No one wanted to talk to each other. The couple had long since slept separately. Niu Butcher slept in one room by herself, while she slept with her son in another room. They often didn't talk to each other for many days.
Because the butcher's wife was angry, she even taught her children to go outside Lamei's house to curse and throw stones inside.
Late at night when it was raining heavily outside, the cattle butcher was soaked to the skin, looked dull, and had blood on his stomach. He opened the door of his wife's house and asked her to quickly find medicine to stop the bleeding and cover his wounds.
The wife of the cattle butcher looked at the cattle butcher like this and did not dare to refuse, because this man, who was her husband, had a murderous look on his face today, which frightened her. She could not even ask him why he was like this. Not even for any reason.
The cattle butcher cleaned up his wounds and slapped his wife fiercely. She was startled, and she covered her face and didn't know why. He warned fiercely, "Remember, you are not allowed to talk about what happened tonight with anyone. I You are always at home, you are not injured and you have not gone out. If you don’t remember, I will kill you!”
A few days later, I heard from the villagers that Wintersweet had died in the reservoir. Her belly was so big that it looked like her hands and feet were broken.
Having said this, the cattle butcher's wife let out a long sigh. It was obvious that she was holding this secret in her heart and it made her feel very uncomfortable. Telling it to us today should be a relief for her.
"Actually, I have long suspected that wintersweet was killed by a cow butcher. Otherwise, why would the child's father be so strange that night? If there was a child in wintersweet's belly, it was also the offspring of a cow butcher!"
"I'll kill him, this beast!" Niu Benwang's honest and honest face was now full of ferocity. Hearing all this, he had completely lost control, his eyes were red, he turned around and roared, and was about to charge into the yard.
The cow butcher was already dead. He looked like this and would be in trouble when the officials came. I raised my hand and pointed at the cow's neck and chopped it off with my bare hands.
He was not very tall, but his body was as strong as an ox, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Faced with this sudden change, both Grandpa Qi and the village chief were frightened. The cattle butcher's ex-wife screamed and ran away.
After running for some distance, I did not forget to turn around and tell the village chief, "Village Chief, I will wait for two days for the matters in this courtyard to be handled by the officials, and then I will come to the village to complete the formalities. You can't fool me, a woman." .”
None of us paid attention to the woman who only had money and a house in her eyes. I raised my head and asked for help, "Grandpa Qi, Niu Benwang would like to trouble you to find two people to carry the family home."
"Little master, don't worry about it. You are busy with your business. This is not a big deal."
For those unknown experiences of wintersweet, all everyone can do is sympathize with them, but I can’t stop here because the people who were killed before have not yet passed by.
If the cattle butcher is the culprit, what are the other people's crimes? What is their connection with the wintersweet incident?
When I was about to find someone to ask, the head of Niujiatun Village, who was accompanying Grandpa Qi, came over and proactively said to me, "Grandpa Qi asked me to come over and help you. Young Master, are you going to die these years?" If anyone at the reservoir asks about the situation, I know it would be easier to talk to me if I go with you."
This is a good time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to ask anything if I found the person.
But the ideal is full, but the reality is indeed backbone. After leaving the four families, apart from listening to a bunch of useless nonsense, I just knew that the people from the four families who died in the reservoir were all men. When Lamei was alive, , they are all young men of seventeen or eighteen years old, and there is nothing else.
"There is another one, so let's not go there. If we go, we probably won't be able to ask any questions. Let me tell you about it."
The village chief was also a little worried. He put a cigarette in his mouth as soon as he walked out the door and puffed on it, with a look of helplessness on his face.
They had been afraid and on guard for so many years, and in the end they were so anxious that they wanted to kill Niu Benwang's cattle. But when they found out, there was such a mess behind it, which made him, the village chief, feel embarrassed.
It turns out that in the village, in addition to the scandals about the feud between the east and the west and the family, there is also such a huge injustice, which really makes people feel chilly.
"There was also a woman who died in the reservoir in recent years. According to her seniority, she should be Lamei's aunt. She lived next door to Lamei's house. More than a year after her death, she married another woman. We would definitely not be welcome to come and ask about the previous woman. It’s a matter of position.”
"Neighbor? Aunt?"
It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, especially Wintersweet, whose parents died and she was all alone.
Why would Lamei have a reason to kill the aunt next door to whom she grew up?
Everything is due to time. The more we know, the more confusing it becomes. Apart from understanding the cause of death of the cattle butcher, we have no clue at all, but there is only so much we can do.
All that's left is to think about whether we can find someone to take Wintersweet, which has been dead for about ten years, out of the reservoir and put such a poor man to rest in peace.
As long as the corpse comes out of the water, is decorated with makeup to transport the soul, and is sent into reincarnation, Niu Benwang will be fine. Niu Benwang should also be able to forget this memory that should be dusty.
Just when I was thinking wildly, the music played on Mr. Niu's mobile phone. The sound startled me. He glanced at me sheepishly and picked up the phone, "Hey, what, everyone is here? Okay, okay, I'm here Just go over and say hello first."
It seemed that he had something to deal with. I nodded with a smile and said, "Uncle Village Chief, if you have something to do, go and do your work."
And this is the most dazzling ethnic style that can rival the village chief’s powerful ringtone ringing in my pocket...