blogombal Chapter 116 Big Chess
Chapter 116 Big Chess
Ye Zhiyu: “?”
Young man, you are very brave to speak like that?
"He even held a wedding for you, but let you suffer so much. He is not a good man. As the oldest brother-in-law in the family, I...I will write you a letter of divorce and give you freedom!"
Qin Ruosheng's words made Ye Zhiyu silent for a moment.
"Shengsheng, have you been watching any feudal TV dramas recently?" Where did you learn all this from?
Qin Ruosheng's cheeks flushed for a moment, "How did sister-in-law know?"
In TV dramas, child brides also have to write a letter of divorce, otherwise they can’t get married.
He also asked several classmates, and they all thought that he should write a letter of divorce.
That's why he said that.
Of course, he wanted more to cheer up his injured sister-in-law, otherwise, he wouldn't be so stupid.
"Shengsheng, your brother and I are not married, so there is no need to write a divorce letter." Ye Zhiyu rubbed Qin Ruosheng's head with amusement, "No need to deliberately make sister-in-law happy, sister-in-law is not unhappy."
Qin Ruosheng lowered his eyes and nodded.
Children without parents feel insecure.
Even though Ye Zhiyu was supporting them, Qin Ruosheng felt like a helpless duckweed in his heart. Especially after he came to Hong Kong and realized what it meant to spend money on everything he did, the pressure in his heart doubled day by day.
Qin Ruosheng thought a lot, and Ye Zhiyu was aware of it.
But there are some things that she needs Qin Ruosheng to remember, remember how good the original owner was to the Qin brothers and sisters.
She had no qualifications or position to represent the original owner and make the Qin family's little rascals ungrateful.
"You just need to remember that your sister-in-law was really good to you in the past." Ye Zhiyu said.
Her words made Qin Ruosheng's eyes flash with confusion, and he didn't quite understand what she meant.
Are the sisters-in-law in the past different from those in the present?
"Go and play." Ye Zhiyu patted his head and asked Qin Ruosheng to leave her room.
When Qin Ruosheng left, he turned back to look at Ye Zhiyu, and received a soothing look from Ye Zhiyu.
After Qin Ruosheng left, Ye Zhiyu wiped the remaining blood on his face and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing.
Two hours later, Tsim Sha Tsui Bridge
He Shang sat in the driver's seat, constantly looking at his watch to check the time.
Just as he was hesitating whether to go to Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station to find Ye Zhiyu's address, Ye Zhiyu's figure squeezed out of the crowd, and then, with a pale face like a ghost, floated into He Shang's car.
Looking at Ye Zhiyu's pale face, He Shang's brows suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong with you?" Was it revenge by that group of people?
The injury looks serious.
Ye Zhiyu raised his hand weakly and said with a faint voice: "Let's go."
She is very tired now.
Hearing this, He Shang looked up at the rearview mirror and was about to speak, but he saw Ye Zhiyu who had fallen asleep.
He Shang tactfully did not say anything else.
The car started slowly, and Ye Zhiyu slept very soundly in the back seat.
It was unknown how much time had passed before Ye Zhiyu slowly woke up. The sun was already high in the sky.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around.
The simple bungalow was surrounded by messy garbage. Not far from the garbage dump, there were a few elderly people picking up garbage.
There are not many bungalows, only a few, which reveals that the village is sparsely populated and dilapidated.
The woman who counted the corpses with Ye Zhiyu was not among them.
"Awake?" Seeing Ye Zhiyu wake up, He Shang rubbed his tired brows and spoke to Ye Zhiyu.
"Have you been waiting for me?" Ye Zhiyu rubbed his face.
He Shang turned around and looked at Ye Zhiyu with an unclear expression.
Does she really not know how scary her face looked when she got on the bus?
I feel like it’s time to go!
Meeting He Shang's eyes, Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but touch her cheek and asked him, "Is there something on my face?"
"I'm checking to see if you look better."
"Very serious?"
"Looks like he's dying."
"…You really can't talk."
While the two were bickering, Ye Zhiyu pushed the door and got out of the car. He adjusted himself to the sunlight before walking up to a few elderly people who were picking up trash, ready to ask about the location of the cemetery at the back of the village.
"Let me take you there." He Shang got out of the car.
As soon as he got off the car, the elderly people who were picking up garbage immediately stopped what they were doing.
They recognized He Shang; he had come to the village to investigate some time ago.
But the old people know Ye Zhiyu better.
They knew that Ye Zhiyu was a very talented master in "Lucky and Smart Star" and had advanced to the next round.
They rubbed their hands excitedly, wanting to talk to Ye Zhiyu but not knowing how to start.
"Old man, I want to ask, are there any ownerless graves or graves without tombstones in the area behind your mountain?" Ye Zhiyu ignored He Shang's words, walked up to the old people and started talking to them.
The top priority now is to count how many human remains are missing from Baiyu Village.
When asked this by Ye Zhiyu, the old people looked at each other hesitantly and then shook their heads.
Ye Zhiyu frowned, "Really? Do you want to think about it again?"
Something is wrong, very wrong.
Her sixth sense told her that there should not be 18 bodies, but 19.
Every family had their bones stolen. The old people were already in a bad mood, and now that Ye Zhiyu was pestering them with questions, they were naturally in an even worse mood.
The Heavenly Master's filter disappears at this moment.
"I already said there is none! Why are you asking?" The old man in the lead glared at Ye Zhiyu and told her to leave quickly. "If you are here to help us find the body, we thank you! If you are here to gossip, please leave now!"
While the old man was speaking, he waved to Ye Zhiyu.
Trying to chase her away.
The others also agreed, thinking that Ye Zhiyu's question was unnecessary.
Don’t they know who is buried in the cemetery in their village?
They were united in their hatred of the enemy and wanted to drive them away. Ye Zhiyu had no choice but to change his strategy and prepare to go to the cemetery to take a look.
As a result, as soon as she turned her head, she heard someone speaking.
"I remember that Mr. Bai's youngest son died at the age of three, right?"
The person who spoke was the mother-in-law who was standing behind the old man who chased Ye Zhiyu away.
Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, Ye Zhiyu quickly looked at the mother-in-law, "Are you sure?"
My mother-in-law looked around hesitantly.
She seemed to be looking for someone who agreed with her.
My mother-in-law looked very old, and the others were not as old as her. They all shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know about this.
Finally, the mother-in-law's eyes fell on the old man in the lead.
The old man pondered for a while before turning to look at the grandmother who was speaking, "Are you talking about... the child from forty years ago?"
It was such a long time ago, no wonder he didn't remember it.
The mother-in-law nodded, "Yes."
Apart from this grave without a tombstone, she didn't know any other ones.
Earlier, she hadn't married yet.
The old man sighed deeply and apologized to Ye Zhiyu: "I'm sorry, I didn't think of it just now. There is indeed one, but... the child died too long ago, and I don't know where he is buried, but..."
"Will they steal the bones of a person who has been dead forty years?"