Reborn Empress Loves Farming

Gu Qianqian was just about to lean her head in a little, when the door suddenly opened with a bang.

Wearing a loose overcoat, Zhang stared at Gu Qianqian: "what do you mean by that? Are you cursing my son to die?"

Gu Qianqian glances at Zhang. Why is this man so unreasonable? I ask you about Jiang Hanming. How can you suddenly say these things.

"Niang, how can I have such an idea? It's not that Jiang Hanming hasn't come back for such a long time. I'm worried." Gu Qianqian said.

"He's not a child, and it's not the first time that he's been hunting in the mountains. What's the worry? You can take care of yourself. You can go back to sleep and keep shouting in the middle of the night." With that, Zhang turned and shut the door with a bang.

Gu Qianqian has some helplessness in her heart. How can this man be like this? She doesn't worry that her son hasn't come back. Instead, she blames others. Now she can only pray that Jiang Hanming is OK. If she doesn't come back tomorrow morning, Gu Qianqian will decide to go up the mountain to find someone.

The next day, just after dawn, Gu Qianqian got up and just finished cleaning in the room. It seemed that a lot of people came outside, and the sound was still very noisy.

At this moment, there are many villagers of Jiangjia village standing outside the gate of Jiangjia village. One by one, they surround the gate of Jiangjia village. It's like something happened. Everyone points out to the people in the yard.

Jiang Hua, the village head, is in his fifties. He is dressed in a white cloth, with a few wisps of silver at his temples and more obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He frowned and stood at the door. Behind him, there were four people carrying one thing, which was covered with a layer of white cloth, but a charred finger could be seen from the white cloth.

"Zhang Chaorong, come out." Jiang Hua, the head of the village, called it Zhang's real name.

Zhang is resting in the yard. After hearing Jiang Hua's voice, he goes to the door and sees that the village head and Chen Maoping, the landlord of Chen, are coming.

"Village head, what can I do for you?" Usually, Jiang Hua doesn't come here when he has nothing to do. Zhang also wonders what he did when he came here early in the morning.

Jiang Hua sighed: "go in and say."

Then he crossed Zhang's family and went into the yard. Chen Maoping and the four men came in with a stretcher.

Came to the yard, Zhang's face at a loss: "village head, in the end what is going on, you say ah."

Jiang Hua sighed again. He wanted to tell her directly. In the end, he failed to open the mouth. He waved his hand and pointed to the man on the stretcher: "look for yourself."

Zhang's heart has a kind of bad premonition, surging from the heart, step by step toward the stretcher, and then stretched out his hand to slowly uncover the white cloth.

On the stretcher, there was a charred corpse, whose clothes had not been burned, and the whole person had been burned beyond recognition.

"This is what Maoping and I saw when we went up the mountain this morning." Jiang Hua sighed, "these days I heard that your second son has been hunting in the mountains for two days, but he hasn't come back yet. There is no shortage of anyone in the village, but your second son is not here..."

Zhang felt a pain in his heart. His brain was spinning. As soon as he was soft, he sat down on the ground. Then he threw himself on the charred corpse and cried.

"My son, you are still so young. Why did you leave like this My son... "

Zhang cried heartbroken, the tears could not stop flowing out of his eyes, lying on the charred body would not come down, holding the body dead.