Chapter 1618 The Death of Ding Rou
He had been selling pigs here for several days. There were many people watching, but no one was willing to help. Now that he heard someone helping, he lost control of his emotions and cried, "Thank you, thank you."

"Eat something first, let's talk slowly." Yeqian put a chicken leg into old man Ding's bowl and said, "Don't be shy, these are for you."

Old Man Ding hugged the little yellow dog tightly in his arms. Without using his chopsticks, he gave the chicken legs to the little yellow dog to eat.

Looking fearfully at a man and a woman in front of him, fearing that they would be angry, he whispered: "The little yellow dog was injured in his leg and can't walk. My granddaughter kindly picked it up and brought it up. Now she's gone, the only relative around me. That's it, Ding Rou borrowed a lot of money for her affairs, and she never had enough to eat, so..."

"No problem."

Ye Qian smiled and her eyes naturally fell on the little yellow dog. It could be seen that he had been hungry for a long time and was eating meat with big mouthfuls, looking like he was satisfied and enjoying it.

Old Man Ding felt relieved when he saw that the two of them were not angry.

After the little yellow dog was full, Old Man Ding picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He wolfed down the dishes in front of him as fast as he had been hungry for some time. Seeing this, Ye Qian asked the waiter to add two more dishes. , Old Man Ding was full.

"How is your granddaughter's health? Has she always been weak?" Ye Xie asked abruptly.

Only now did Old Ding really confirm that these two people really wanted to help him.

"Our family is poor, and her body has always been weak, but she is not weak." Old man Ding wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "She has been sewing clothes at home to supplement the family income, and has never been out of Maple Lin Zhen suddenly fell ill with a strange illness, and no matter how many doctors he called, he couldn't cure it. He went to hospital on the third day after he fell ill."

"Three days?" Ye Qian was a little surprised. Such a fatal disease should have caused some discomfort in the early stages, and it was impossible to fall ill suddenly. "Did she feel uncomfortable before?"

Old Man Ding shook his head.

"Is there anything wrong with the way she looked after her death?"

"No." Old Man Ding shook his head, suddenly thought of something, and said softly, "I don't know if it counts, but I thought that she would be buried the next day, so I opened the coffin that night to see her last face. A trace of black blood spilled from the corners of her mouth and ears, and I quickly wiped it clean with a handkerchief."

"One month after Ding Rou entered the coffin, I brought paper money and candles to the grave to pay my respects. Unexpectedly, the grave was thrown away, the coffin lid was thrown aside, and the coffin was just empty." After speaking, Old Man Ding sniffed twice. As he spoke, he became excited and cried, "Our family is not a wealthy family, why did those tomb robbers steal Rourou's body!"

Ye Qian and Ye Xie looked at each other.

Ding Rou was obviously bewitched to death, and the black blood on her ears and mouth was the best proof.

Let Ding Rou get sick and die, and then have her body dug out. The person next to the mother's body is planning a plan, but she just can't figure it out. Why is she targeting Ding Rou?
Logically speaking, it is easier to find maids or beggars from wealthy families. No one will care about the disappearance of these people. If children from poor people's families are touched, there will be a lot of trouble. For example, the old man Ding in front of him alerted the government and even sold If he loses his family's only source of income just to find his granddaughter's body, isn't he causing trouble for himself?

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