The evil sister-in-law dressed as a yandere boss

Chapter 475 This is not Jiang Chunsheng’s body

Yan Dongyuan was indeed able to speak, and soon Jiang Chunsheng's body was brought back.

Jiang Er found Tao Zhen again. He hesitated to speak and seemed to have something to say.

Tao Zhen: "What does Second Brother Jiang want to say?"

Jiang Er looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, then lowered his voice and said: "We have obtained Chunsheng's body, but there is a problem."

Tao Zhen was stunned: "What's the problem?"

Jiang Chunsheng's body had an ugly color because it had been left there for too long, and it had no head. Tao Zhen was timid and did not dare to look at it more.

Su Xun also came. He was dressed in white, and he still looked like the aloof noble man, but Tao Zhen always felt that something was different about him.

"Look here!"

Jiang Er took out Jiang Chunsheng's arm and said: "He used to have a scar here. When he was a child, he fell from a tree and hit a stone. It made a deep scratch that has not gone away. And here..."

Jiang Er mentioned several places that were inconsistent with Jiang Chunsheng's.

"This is not Chunsheng's body!" Jiang Er was a little excited: "Chunsheng is still alive."

Tao Zhen was stunned. According to Jiang Er, this was indeed the case.

"You didn't tell the Yamen?" Tao Zhen asked.

Jiang Er shook his head.

Tao Zhen said: "This matter must not be leaked."

Su Xun looked up at him, seemingly confused.

Tao Zhen explained: "If Chunsheng is still alive, there are two possibilities. First, he ran away on his own. In order not to be discovered, those people found a fake body and got away with it. This is the best result. Second, he was taken away by those people.”

"If we tell it now, those people are likely to kill people and silence them. This is one, and two..."

Tao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "The Fucheng Yamen may use Chun Sheng as a scapegoat."

Due to the urinary nature of the Fucheng Yamen, they might say that Jiang Chunsheng absconded in fear of crime, or that he colluded with the murderer, both internally and externally.

Of course, this is the worst outcome, and it was speculated by Tao Zhen with the greatest malice. However, the small people of the Jiang family have a very important stake at this time, and must consider it in the long term, so it is best not to make any announcement for the time being.

Jiang Er nodded to express his understanding. He looked listless before, but now his eyes were bright.

Jiang Chunsheng is not dead. As long as he is not dead, there is hope to meet him in the future.

After Jiang Er left, Su Xun glanced at Tao Zhen and said, "Do you really think Jiang Chun is alive or dead?"

Tao Zhen said: "If the body is not found, it means he is not dead. Second brother Jiang needs a hope to live, and Jiang Chunsheng is it."

Su Xun seemed to understand.

...

Shilipo Quarry.

Because of the previous fugitives, there were a lot fewer people here, more people came from the Inspection Department, and the entire village was tightly sealed off.

That night, the mountains were covered with heavy snow and everything was quiet.

Chen Wumao's child had been suffering from a fever all night. During the day, he said he would take the child to see a doctor, but the people from the Inspection Department did not allow them to go out.

Chen Wumao cried bitterly and begged the adults to be merciful, but the adults in the Audit Department were unselfish and refused.

At night, the child was in a coma. Chen Wumao's wife was mute. Watching the child gesticulating, tears fell down like beads on a broken thread.

"What can I do in the middle of the night?"

Chen Wumao said helplessly: "It's useless even during the day!"

His wife was still gesticulating, and Chen Wumao was inevitably agitated: "I told you there was nothing we could do."

The wife is still crying, the child is still burning, and his face is as red as a boiled shrimp.

Chen Wumao got up and went out, planning to go to the village chief to ask who in the village still had medicine and if they could use it to save lives.

The village chief had already fallen asleep. He knocked on the door for a long time before opening the door. When he saw it was Chen Wumao, the village chief's face was full of displeasure: "What's the matter?"

Chen Wumao told the story.

The village chief waved his hand: "No, where can I get medicine for you? There are only a few children in our village."

"Then when can I go out?" Chen Wumao said: "Village Chief, please, the child is really not alive." The village chief said: "When I can go out, the adults in the Inspection Department will naturally notify me."

The village chief dismissed Chen Wumao with a few words.

Chen Wumao walked back through the snow. When he got home, he found that his wife and children were missing. Chen Wumao felt bad and hurriedly ran out. When he chased him to the entrance of the village, he saw several people from the Inspection Department gathered around him. He saw his wife lying on the ground. There was a large amount of blood under her body, and her hands were still holding the child tightly.

The people from the Inspection Department also discovered Chen Wumao and said, "She forced herself to break in, and it's none of our business?"

Chen Wumao lowered his head and hugged his wife, but his wife's body was still warm, but she had long since lost her breath.

Chen Wumao felt that his head was blank and he went to hug the child again, but the child was not angry anymore.

Chen Wumao felt weak all over and couldn't listen to a word said by the people around him.

He cried silently, with an inhuman whimpering sound coming from his throat.

Why…

what is this!
As early as he could remember, he lived in a small house in the backyard of an official's family. His father was a servant of the official. He was trusted by the official and had some respect in the government.

His mother works beside his wife, and he sometimes plays with the young master of that family.

The young master is chubby and white, like a snowman in the snow in winter. He is not very beautiful, but he has a nice smile. He always likes to hide some snacks and eat them secretly with Chen Wumao.

Chen Wumao thinks that the young master is the best person, and he will also give him new things from outside.

Until one day, the official's house was ransacked. Chen Wumao didn't know what happened, and neither did the young master. There was chaos in the house, and officers and soldiers surrounded the house.

People in the house were in panic, and even the lady, who had always been dignified and gentle, became haggard.

The young master was so frightened that he cried. He gave all the snacks he had hidden to Chen Wumao and asked Chen Wumao to save them for him.

Half a month later, the official was beheaded and his family was exiled to Yanbei.

Chen Wumao's family followed him to Yanbei in confusion.

Where is Yanbei?

Chen Wumao didn't know.

He only knew that he had walked a long way, and people kept dying on the road. The officers and soldiers were very cruel, and the names of the dead people would be crossed out directly.

The lady died on the road, and the young master finally died on the road.

He changed from a white snowman to a dirty clay figure and was thrown on the roadside, like an abandoned tattered clothes, no different from the big trees and stones on the roadside.

Chen Wumao took one more look through the gap and was slapped by the officers and soldiers. Stars appeared in his eyes. When the stars stopped in his eyes, he could no longer see the young master.

Chen Wumao's family was one of the few people who successfully arrived in Yanbei. They thought they were lucky, but later they thought they might as well have died on the road, having suffered so much for nothing.

His father was stoned to death, and his mother died of illness. Chen Wumao married a mute wife who was also exiled. It is said that she used to be a young lady. What kind of young lady is not a young lady? How can there be a young lady here.

The mute gave birth to a son who was lively, cute, and chubby, resembling the young master in his childhood.

Chen Wumao felt that life was finally not so difficult and he had hope.

But why did it become like this again?
He sat in a snowdrift holding the bodies of his wife and children.

The adults in the Audit Department wanted to pull him away and get rid of the body.

How to deal with it?

Of course they were thrown directly into the mass graves in the back hill. Chen Wumao had really dealt with too many corpses over the years.

He watched his wife and children being dragged back up the mountain like dead dogs. His wife's blood mixed with the dirty mud and snow at his feet, which looked horrible and disgusting.

He thought that he couldn't just tell them to leave, otherwise he would never see them again.

"what are you doing?"

"Chen Wumao, put the knife down quickly!"

"what…"

confusion!

The north wind is blowing loudly, and the surroundings are finally quiet!It seems like it's not quiet anymore.

(End of this chapter)