Farming in troubled times: Anyone who stops me from getting rich will die!

Mi died and was hanged under the big tree outside Li Laosi's cave in the middle of the night.

Sanmao's eyes were devastated and full of tears.

Da Mao grabbed Mi's feet stupidly and said, "Mom, come down."

Erya cried in a low voice, "Mom, why can't you think about it so hard? What should I do if you leave us?"

"Put the person down first!" Village Chief Zhu Sheng frowned.

Several people worked together to lay the completely dead Mi flat on the ground.

"Mom!" Sanmao shook Mi's head and put her head in his arms, big tears rolling out of his eyes.

"What a pity for these children!"

"Da Mao is stupid and San Mao is small. It seems that we have to go back to their old Li's house."

"Why is Mi so hard to think about it?"

Sanmao howled angrily at everyone, "My mother can't help but think about it. Yesterday we dug wild sweet potatoes and we were full. She even said she would continue digging today. How could she commit suicide!"

He glanced around angrily, "You must be the one who killed my mother!" His eyes were fixed on Su and Li Laosi.

Su Shi opened her mouth. She wanted to refute, but she was afraid of hurting Sanmao.

A child without a mother is already very pitiful!

"Sanmao, how could we kill your mother? You are overthinking!" Li Laosi limped towards him.

"Don't come here!" Sanmao roared, "I hate you, it was you who killed my mother!"

The village chief shook his head helplessly, "Sanmao, your mother has passed away and must be laid to rest. I know you are sad, but everyone saw that your mother hanged herself. You can't just accuse people unjustly!"

"I know that you ate meat at their house yesterday, so you must be on their side! You protected them!"

Sanmao flattened Mi and hit the village chief with his head, "You are all in the same group, I don't want you to worry about it!"

The village chief did not expect that Sanmao would suddenly rush towards him. He staggered a few steps, but the people around him held him up and kept him from falling.

"You kid, why are you so stupid!" Zhu Wu's wife suddenly became very angry.

"I'm all thinking about you, why are you so ungrateful!"

Sanmao glared at her, "That's because your mother is not dead!"

"You!" Zhu Wu's wife was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

Li Yao took advantage of the chaos and opened Mi's collar to take a look, and she discovered the problem.

There are two red marks, one deep and one shallow.

Sanmao didn't believe that Mi would commit suicide, and she didn't believe it either. Mi is definitely bad, but she loves her children unreservedly.

I would never leave a few children to die!

"What are you doing?" Erya is eight years older than Li Yao. As Mi said, she is gentle and obedient, and her words now have no courage.

This was the first time that Li Yao took a serious look at her. Her appearance and facial features were very similar to Mi's, but her personality was completely opposite to Mi's.

"Of course we are looking for the murderer!" Li Yao whispered.

Erya immediately forgot to shed tears.

"My mother was really killed by someone?"

"That's right, you can see that the color of this mark is very dark and this one is light. It's obvious that someone strangled your mother to death first and then hung her on the tree here."

Li Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, "That man not only killed your mother, but also wanted to frame the blame on us."

Who is it?

A face flashed in her mind, could it be him?

"Stinky girl, don't touch my mother!"

Sanmao rushed over and pushed Li Yao to the ground.

"What do you want to do? Murderer!"

Li Jize helped his sister up on the ground, "Ignore this lunatic!"

"Who are you calling a madman?" Sanmao was furious.

"Talk about you!" Li Jize said coldly, "What evidence do you have that we killed your mother?"

"Would a person with brains kill someone and leave the body for everyone to speculate on?" He patted the dirt on Li Yao's body. He also heard what his sister just said.

"If I were you, I would bury the person first and then find the murderer, instead of just blaming him here and making the real murderer laugh."

Li Yao refused to give up and moved closer to Erya, "Did your mother do anything unusual last night?"

Erya raised her moist eyes, "No, my mother was very happy tonight and said she wouldn't be hungry anymore."

"When we were about to go to bed, my mother said to get the quilt we left at my father's place, because she was afraid that we would be cold while sleeping.

Then we fell asleep! "

She seemed to recall, "My eldest brother snores very loudly on weekdays, but I didn't hear any sound last night."

Li Yao was now sure who killed Mi, and she quietly hid in the crowd.

"Okay! Sanmao, bury your mother first!" the village chief persuaded her.

"The weather is abnormal, and you don't want your mother to stink!"

Sanmao glared at him, "Don't worry about it!"

He ran to hug Mi's upper body, and asked Da Mao Erya to hug one of Mi's legs, "I'll bury it myself!"

Some people couldn't stand it and wanted to help, but he scolded them and ran away, "You don't have to be so kind!"

The weather was gloomy, and a storm seemed to be coming.

San Mao dug a mud pit with a wooden stick, and Da Mao followed his example, "Brother, why are we digging this?"

"Let mother sleep!" Sanmao threw away the stick and started digging a hole with his bare hands.

"Will Mom sleep underground? Will it be cold?"

"No, we'll cover her with a thick layer of soil after she goes to sleep, so she won't be cold anymore!"

"Then let's dig quickly!" Da Mao grinned.

"Yeah!" Sanmao had tears on his face and didn't dare to look up or stop.

His finger was scratched by a stone and was bloody, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Who killed my mother?

He must take revenge!

Not far away, Li Laosi walked slowly over with a shovel.

Sanmao looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued digging with his bloody hands.

"You don't need to pity me!"

"I'm not pitying you," Li Laosi said softly, "You are someone who refuses to admit defeat. You will definitely be able to support yourself in the future. I am pitying him!"

Da Mao raised his face and rubbed the mud on his hands, "Fourth uncle, you are so kind! You are the only one who can help us build a house for my mother."

Li Laosi touched Da Mao's head and said, "Da Mao, be good!"

Sanmao stopped saying anything and stopped resisting Li Laosi's help.

After calming down, he felt that Li Jize's words made sense.

Mi's grave was built. There were no incense, candles, money or papers. Only Sanmao and his brother and sister knelt on the grave and cried softly.

"Brother, I'm hungry!" Da Mao tugged on San Mao's clothes, "I still want to eat yesterday's sweet potatoes."

Sanmao wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, "I'll dig it for you!"

Mom, I will take good care of your eldest brother and second sister from now on.

do not worry!

The little man on the hillside looked back at his mother's grave, where the love of his life was buried.

The wind blew, and the little body was swallowed by the darkness. He walked tenaciously and stubbornly every step of the way.

One day, I will sacrifice the murderer’s head to you!

"Ze'er, are you saying that Mi didn't commit suicide?"

Su Shi looked at the big tree where Mi Shi was hanging in fear.

"Well, what I said at the beginning was not just to Sanmao, but also to the murderer in the dark."

Li Laosi lowered his head and sighed, "Then who do you think it will be?"

"Dad, it depends on who we offended at the same time as our eldest aunt?"

Li Laosi raised his head suddenly, as if he had been guessed.

The family stopped talking, and silence swallowed up the night and the hearts of many.