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    Just at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

    I woke up instantly.

    Carefully reached out and touched the phone, the fool of the Wang family didn't notice me.

    After all, with such a long distance, it is impossible for him to hear the vibration of the flesh.

    I took a deep look at the posthumous photo of the coffin, the words on the coffin were not clear, the photo in the posthumous photo was indeed my mother's.

    Cautiously getting off the wall, I tiptoed onto the village road and ran towards the village.

    After running into the right path, I took out my phone out of breath.

    I took it out and saw that it was grandma who called me back.

    I called back, but she didn't pick up again.

    At this moment, before I knew it, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

    When the sun is at dusk, red fire clouds hang in the sky.

    After hesitating for a while, I didn't go home, but went around the other side of the village road, heading for the old widower's house.

    I was very angry that the fool of the Wang family dug my mother, but the matter of my father and Zhang Shuiling had to be resolved, and blind Chen could not go back.

    I have to stay sane, and if I get carried away with anger, something will happen.

    This time I was a lot more careful, even when I was walking, I would pay attention to whether there was anyone following me.

    There are many willow trees along the river, but there is only one path, and the sight is always disturbed.

    On one side is the Xiaoliu River, and on the other side is the fruit forest that has been abandoned for a long time.

    I followed the road carefully as my grandma said.

    The old widower's house is on the right side of the village entrance. On the other side of the river three miles down the Xiaoliu River, a small yard has been built with a bamboo forest beside it.

    Strictly speaking, after crossing the Xiaoliu River, it is almost considered to be out of Xiaoliu Village, and it can even be said to live outside the village.

    It is also conceivable that the pig butcher's family didn't like the old widower and drove him out of the village.

    Calculating the distance, a bamboo forest appeared in his sight.

    In the nearby bushes, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed my wrist fiercely, and dragged me inside!

    My complexion changed drastically, and I reacted instantly to resist the move.

    "Sixteen."

    A deep voice hit my ears, my heart beat wildly, and I restrained myself from wanting to do it.

    In the dimly lit fruit forest, Blind Chen stared at me with his back bent.

    Beside him, the wolf mastiff wagged its tail at me.

    "Uncle Chen I found you"

    Blind Chen made a booing gesture.

    I originally wanted to ask him why he didn't go back, he was out for so long, it would take a day and a night.  Then he dismissed it. Blind Chen must have some reason for coming out.

    It seems that he also discovered something!

    Thoughts were just a flash, Blind Chen beckoned me to go forward, I followed him and got closer, this piece of fruit forest was completely connected with the bamboo forest ahead.

    From where we stand, outsiders walk by, as long as they don't look carefully, they won't see us here at all.

    Standing at the intersection with the bamboo forest, through the gap in the bamboo forest, you can see a small yard, and the bamboo fence simply surrounds a brick house.

    A bamboo chair was placed in the yard, and an old man in his seventies was lying on it.

    "Uncle Chen, how did you follow the old widower?" I still couldn't hold back, and asked cautiously.

    Blind Chen lowered his head and glanced at the wolf mastiff.

    My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly realized that I misunderstood that the wolf mastiff followed the coffin delivery man.

    Now it doesn't look like that at all.

    Perhaps it was the coffin delivered by the fool of the Wang family after the wolf mastiff left first.

    "Something happened in the yardUncle Chen, you go back with me first." I continued in a low voice.

    By eavesdropping on what the fool of the Wang family said, I already knew that my father's death had nothing to do with the old widower, so there was no need to provoke the old widower, especially since he had a grudge against our family.

    I always feel that this old widower cannot be a simple person.

    Blind Chen didn't move, and only said one word: "Wait."

    I lost my voice, so I could only wait as he said.

    Time went by very slowly, the fire clouds in the sky gradually receded, the sun also completely fell behind the clouds, and night fell.

    The old widower unsteadily got up and went in.?? house.

    "He's digging."

    At this time, Blind Chen's voice became much more normal, and it seemed that he was not so depressed.

    "Dig the ground?" I frowned.

    "Well. From dark to dawn, I will sleep outside during the day, eat, and continue digging at night."

    After Blind Chen said this, he stopped talking and motioned me to continue reading.

    After waiting for about an hour, the old widower came out of the house again, but with a slack on his shoulder, and two buckets!

    Arriving at the Xiaoliu River, the old widower poured out the contents of the bucket.

    From such a long distance, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could see clearly that what he poured out was dirt!

    A few minutes later the old widower returned to the house.

    I saw sweat on my forehead.

    Blind Chen said again: "He wanted to steal the corpse. It must have been going on for many years."

    "Sixteen, avoid long nights and dreams, let go of everything now, and dig out your grandpa!"

    Suddenly, Chen Xiazi's words made my heart beat even more.

    In fact, I was just guessing just now, but Chen Xiazi made it clear to me in one sentence, and it made me feel chills in my heart!

    It is true that the old widower has nothing to do with everything, but where can he dig in the middle of the night?

    It was only then that I realized that the place where he lived was just a parallel line from the place where my grandfather filled the foundation!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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