"It's almost winter, and we still haven't managed to get any thick quilts or clothes. Now we have to delay things another day. This is so damn frustrating."
Because they couldn't go out to look for food or clothing, the men cursed and grumbled.
"How could it be a pair of pants? I clearly saw with my own eyes that what was buried was a corpse. How could there only be a pair of pants?"
Su Weixue was utterly dumbfounded.
If she had somehow mistaken what she saw last night, then she was one hundred percent certain about the pit from the night before last. Chu San's corpse had definitely been buried inside.
At the time Ding Qiulan had hacked Chu San to death, she had been hiding nearby. She had personally witnessed Chu San's murder.
Later, during the day, she had even sneaked over to inspect the place.
After all that wasted effort, they had only dug up a dirty pair of women's pants. The men had begun to resent Su Weixue for providing the information, thinking she had caused trouble for no reason.
Su Qiao sighed and stepped closer. "Sigh, actually, you can't blame her entirely. Digging a pit in the middle of the night..."
She turned to glance at her own icy husband. "It's all because my husband loves playing around too much."
"You all know what he's like. He gets an idea and immediately acts on it. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he kept making a fuss about going out to play."
"I was afraid he'd run into wolves or wild boars if he went deep into the forest, so I had no choice but to let him dig pits for fun. Once he got tired of digging, he'd naturally want