I have long been accustomed to my second uncle's way of speaking over the years.
When he has something serious to do, he is more serious than anyone else. When there are no outsiders, he has the temper of a child.
To put it nicely, it’s called Jianghu Qi, but to put it worse, it’s the second disease of middle-aged hot-blooded people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have adopted a slut like me back then.
Perhaps seeing my hesitation, the second uncle smiled calmly:
"It's okay. You will know it after you learn more, and it can only be regarded as a trivial matter."
"Hurry up and go to bed. At dawn tomorrow, let's go to the grave."
I nodded in agreement.
The next day, my second uncle and I got up early and rushed to Wu Dabao's grave again.
There were already many people waiting in front of the grave, and I also saw Wu Dabao’s father and mother who doted on their son.
I guess it was Wu Laosan who called people overnight to come back. Both of them had tired faces.
Wu Dabao's biological father, Wu Shepi, was arguing with Wu Laosan in a low voice, while Wu Dabao's biological mother stood aside and secretly wept.
I took a special look at the clothes and pants that I had not collected last night, and they had disappeared without a trace.
The second uncle stepped forward. Wu Laosan immediately stopped arguing with his son and stepped forward with a smile on his face:
"Brother Tu is here. When are we going to open the coffin? Do you want to see if it's an auspicious time?"
Before the second uncle spoke, he saw Wu Shepi on the side saying in a strange way:
"That must be calculated, otherwise why would people ask for money?"
"I can coax you to dig a grave and move it, so of course it's a good time."
These words sounded really harsh. Almost instantly, I frowned and wanted to step forward to argue.
My second uncle quickly stopped me and asked me to calm down.
Sure enough, I didn't speak, but Grandpa Wu San took the lead and greeted his own son with his brass pipe:
"You brat, can you still speak?"
"If it hadn't been for Brother Tu last night, your father and I would have died in a mass grave in the wilderness! What nonsense are you talking about others!"
Wu Shepi was hit by the cigarette pole and kept retreating. He was in pain but refused to admit defeat:
"You're talking about this again! I think you just tripped over the mass grave and fell asleep! There's nothing weird going on!"
"That's your grandson, what bad intentions can you have!"
"And what age is this already? You're still talking about gods and ghosts..."
"What's popular now? Science is popular now! If there really is a god, why didn't they bless me with wealth when I was young?"
"I don't have to rely on myself. Of the two houses in the city that I worked hard for, one of them was given to me by Bodhisattva Guanyin!"
Wu Laosan almost fell over because of his son's rogue behavior. He stretched out his cigarette stick and lit Wu Shepi on fire, and shouted to his daughter-in-law who was crying in front of the grave:
"Chunjuan, come and persuade your man! Do you think this is ridiculous?"
"If you still feel sorry for the child, please advise your man to go away. Let's take advantage of the good time to take the child out and cremate it, so that we can find a place for burial as soon as possible..."
Before Mr. Wu finished speaking, he saw Chen Chunjuan leaning on her grave and crying loudly:
"This kid of ours has really brought disaster upon us!"
"First, I met two murderers who were unreasonable and refused to let their children go. They lost their lives..."
"...Now that they have been buried, they still have to be harassed by hanging their underwear on the grave! Isn't this a shameful person!?"
"Don't let me know which little bitch seduced my son, or I'll have to take her skin off!"
Chen Chunjuan sat directly on the ground, beat her hands on the ground, and burst into tears.
I had never seen this scene before, it was really eye-opening.
No wonder Wu Dabao has always looked like a demon king since he was a child. It turned out that he had two real examples in his family and he imitated him.
I turned to look at my second uncle. The second uncle originally had some smile on his face when he came, but now it was gone.
The second uncle didn't even want to take another look at the couple who kept yelling and crying. Instead, he turned directly to Wu Laosan and said:
"Is this what Brother Wu means?"
"Then there's no need to call me, why not ask someone else?"
After saying that, he turned around to leave, but Wu Laosan held him tightly and shouted:
"Don't, don't go, Brother Tu!"
"This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
"Raise the grave! Must raise the grave! I am their ancestor, why can't I suppress them?!"
"Listen to me, ignore them, just go to the grave!"
Wu Laosan shouted until his mouth went dry, and he did not forget to glance at his son and daughter-in-law who kept yelling and crying beside him:
"If they hadn't spoiled their children over the years, this wouldn't have happened!"
Wu Laosan gritted his teeth, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately made up his mind.
The young men who were paid to work around him naturally listened to the customer's words, took the tools, and stepped forward to dig open Wu Dabao's grave.
For them, digging the grave was effortless, but it was quite difficult for the Wu family couple who were crying and making trouble next to them.
Several times, Chen Chunjuan struggled to throw herself into the pit and die together with her precious son.
The young man who was working could only spare two more people, look at the Wu family and his wife, and tell them not to cause trouble.
I watched with my own eyes as the soil on Wu Dabao's grave became less and less, until the coffin body was exposed. Several young people jumped down from the pit, pulled up the ropes, and pulled the coffin up in just a few minutes.
The second uncle took out a claw hammer from his small backpack that he almost never left his body. Amid everyone's exclamations, he knocked the nails on Wu Dabao's coffin a few times, and then stretched out his hand to push the coffin open.
The moment the coffin was pushed away, I felt a silence all around. Almost instantly, everyone was horrified and stepped back far away.
Even the noisy Wu family couple were stunned.
After a long while, I smoothed away the goosebumps on my body and asked my second uncle in a low voice:
"Second uncle, why are there two people in this coffin?"
That's right, in the two-meter-square coffin in front of you, there was a male corpse that had begun to decay, and there was another——
Bones? !
I felt my voice was not loud, but maybe it was because it was too quiet, but I could clearly see Wu Laosan not far away shaking, almost losing his grip on the pipe in his hand.
After a moment of silence, Chen Chunjuan suddenly lay down beside the coffin and cried loudly:
"What the hell? Why are there human bones here?!"
"You must have been careless during the burial and put other people's bones in..."
Wu Laosan simply couldn't bear it anymore. He raised the pipe in his hand and said hello to his son who was still stupid, and said angrily:
"Please stop embarrassing your wife!"
"At the time of the burial, everyone watched people hammering nails into Dabao's coffin. When we opened the coffin today, it was sealed properly...! Don't think of relying on others..."
"This is haunted!"
Wu Laosan's roar was so loud that it made Chen Chunjuan, who was lying on the ground crying, stop crying. Wu Laosan was still dissatisfied and kept saying hello to his son:
"You also said that gods and bodhisattvas don't bless you! Why do you think there are no gods to bless you for the family business you are working so hard for!?"
"I dared you to talk nonsense, and now there is... something in this coffin. Are you satisfied now?!"
Wu Shepi received several blows on his body and his face was livid, but he no longer dared to confront his old man head-on. He just whispered angrily:
"Who knows if he dug a grave while it was dark and secretly stuffed something into it..."
"It's so easy to find an old man like you to pretend to be a ghost..."
He spoke softer and quieter, apparently thinking of the way the nails were intact when the coffin was opened.
Wu Laosan was so angry with his son that he almost died, and his face was even more ugly. It took him a long time to regain his breath, and turned to ask his second uncle:
"Brother Tu, what do you think we should do about this matter now?"
"How can there be bones in this coffin?!"
