"Hao Ren, Hao Huai."
Hao Ren had just finished calling 120 when a burst of noise came from the corner of the path outside the ancestral hall.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people came over with flashlights, led by Hao Ren's father, Hao Guofeng.
"Hao Ren, are you okay?"
When Hao Guofeng saw the two people at the door of the ancestral hall, he quickly walked up and asked with concern on his face.
"Dad, I'm fine." Hao Ren shook his head and asked, "Dad, what happened in the village?"
"That's right, Uncle Hao, it's an ambulance and a police car in the middle of the night. Is there a robber?"
Hao Huai handed a cigarette to a group of village elders behind Hao Guofeng.
An old man took the Huazi handed over from Hao Huai, ordered it, took a nice sip, and said with a curl of his lips: "It's not a thief, it's a murder!"
"Everyone has died. Guofeng can't worry about you guys." Another middle-aged man shook his head and explained after also nodding at Hua Zi.
The middle-aged man looked into the ancestral hall and asked, "Where is that boy of mine?"
It's just that there are only two ever-burning lamps in the ancestral hall emitting weak candlelight, so they can't see clearly. They can only see two figures lying in the corner next to the altar.
Hao Huai looked back at the two people who were knocked unconscious by him in the ancestral hall, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Well, Uncle Ping, Hao Shuai just... uh, you have to listen to my explanation."
"I told you to let the adults come to watch the funeral, but you two have to stay. The brazier is almost out and you don't know how to burn the paper."
Suddenly, Hao Guofeng's somewhat stern voice sounded, startling the two of them.
After saying that, Hao Guofeng directly separated the two people, rushed into the ancestral hall, scattered a handful of paper and threw it into the brazier.
Suddenly, a tongue of fire burst out, illuminating the entire ancestral hall.
"What's going on with these two boys?"
After adding the paper, Hao Guofeng immediately saw the two young men lying in the corner.
"Lele..." Uncle Ping exclaimed, thinking that his precious son had also been killed, so he rushed into the ancestral hall.
Hao Huai quickly followed and kept explaining: "Well, Uncle Ping, you have to listen to my explanation! It's really not what you think. You really can't blame me for this. They insisted on opening the coffin..."
Hao Ren turned around and looked at the commotion in the ancestral hall, feeling speechless.
Then he looked at his father who was hunched over and still adding paper to the brazier, feeling a little sad in his heart.
He has been studying all the way and is still studying now, while Hao Huai, who is the same age, has already established himself as a person, built a villa, and bought a car...
Sometimes, he even doubts whether the path he has chosen is really the wrong one!
"dad……"
Hao Ren shouted silently in his heart, and Hao Guofeng seemed to sense something and turned around to look at Hao Ren with loving eyes.
"how so!"
Seeing his father's eyes full of love and his body that was already a little rickety, Hao Ren felt a turmoil in his heart.
Under the illumination of the flames in the brazier, there was no shadow of his father, Hao Guofeng!
"Why is this happening?"
Hao Ren, who grew up in the countryside, naturally had to be influenced by ghost stories. There is a law in every ghost story:
Ghosts have no shadows!
"I must have seen it wrong."
Hao Ren comforted himself in his heart.
His father is a ghost, who can accept this?
Outside the ancestral hall, a middle-aged man with a flashlight looked at Hao Ren thoughtfully, and then started talking and laughing with his companions.
"Hao Ren, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Hao Guofeng added some paper to the brazier, glanced at the two unconscious young men in the corner, stood up and walked out.
"Dad, it's okay."
Hao Ren tried hard to control the expression on his face, but he couldn't hide the shock and fear.
"If you're tired, go back and rest."
However, Hao Guofeng seemed not to notice the look on Hao Ren's face, which was still full of love and care.
"Um."
Hao Ren nodded and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a somewhat angry voice.
"You're too ruthless, kid. If there's anything wrong with Lele, I won't be done with you."
It was Uncle Ping who came out holding Hao Huai's ear.
Fortunately, the two of them were just a little scared to see the blood on their faces, and their injuries were not serious.
"Hao Ren, tell me quickly, are they suddenly crazy and trying to open the second uncle's coffin?"
Hao Huai looked at Hao Ren at the door for help, not daring to move at all.
Hao Ren opened his mouth to explain for Hao Huai: "Uncle Ping, what Hao Huai said is true. There was nothing we could do at the time. The most important thing was to send Lele and the others to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Hmph, if Hao Ren didn't know how to lie, I wouldn't be able to spare you."
Uncle Ping let go of Hao Huai's ears, looked at Hao Ren and asked, "Lele wants to open the second uncle's coffin?"
Hao Ren nodded and said, "Well, I don't know why?"
"Uncle Ping, you don't know, it was really a critical moment at that time, if not..."
After being released, Hao Huai began to repeat the situation at that time in an exaggerated manner, describing his size 44 feet as the light of justice.
"Okay, okay, Guofeng and I are here to watch and wait for the ambulance to come."
Uncle Ping took the Hua Zi handed over by Hao Huai and waved the two of them back.
"A life has been lost in the village. The police came and said it was murder. Please pay attention to your safety."
Uncle Ping explained again before turning back to the ancestral hall.
"Go back first, don't run around tonight, the murderer hasn't been found yet."
Hao Guofeng also confessed, turned around and walked into the ancestral hall.
"Let's go, we'll take you back."
Several villagers with flashlights outside the ancestral hall spoke up and motioned for Hao Ren to go back together.
Haojiawu.
The ancestral hall at the end of the village leads to the cement road at the head of the village. A group of people walked slowly with flashlights on.
"Zhuzi, is there really a murder in the village?"
Hao Huai took out Huazi, gave one to several people traveling with him, and asked casually.
A strong young man nodded at Hua Zi and shook his head and said, "No way. The police came and put up a cordon but there was no movement. They said the murder was caused by Uncle Ping's guess."
"Then why did Uncle Ping say it was murder?" Hao Ren asked with some confusion, "Who was in trouble?"
Zhuzi took a puff of Huazi, blew out a smoke ring and said, "It seems something happened to Mrs. Wang, and it was his son-in-law who called the police."
"Sister-in-law Wang?"
Hao Ren was a little confused, what is Mrs. Wang?
"Is it the Wang Cuicui who remarried and her husband died the year before last?" Hao Huai asked in a timely manner.
"Who else but him?"
Zhuzi curled his lips and said in a low voice: "I heard that Mrs. Wang had an improper relationship with his son-in-law. Some people in the village said that her son-in-law killed Mrs. Wang."
"Is there still such a thing?"
Hao Huai's desire for gossip was ignited. He had been working hard outside in the past few years and knew no more about the village than Hao Ren.
"You haven't heard of this."
Zhuzi deliberately slowed down, and the three of them sat at the back and whispered.
"I heard that Mrs. Wang was so powerful that her son-in-law couldn't bear it, and even became a little nervous. He said he wanted to leave every day, but Mrs. Wang wouldn't let him leave the village."
call……
As the cigarette passed through his lungs, Zhu Zhu exhaled a large puff of smoke and continued: "Some people say that this time it was Mrs. Wang and her son-in-law who couldn't bear it anymore, so they just kept doing it and beat Mrs. Wang."
"No way!"
Hao Huai's eyes widened, this script was a bit shocking!
"Who knows! That's what everyone in the village says anyway."
Zhuzhu shook his head indifferently and quickened his pace to follow.
"Let's go, we're almost home."
Hao Ren also smiled, thinking that country people just like to catch wind and shadow.
"You don't believe it!"
Hao Huai suddenly stopped and looked at Hao Ren seriously.
Hao Ren looked at Hao Huai strangely and said, "What's wrong with you? You were shocked."
"Forget it, be careful yourself, I always feel that the village is a little uneasy."
After saying that, Hao Huai suddenly laughed, patted Hao Ren on the shoulder and said, "I'm home, please be careful."
"Um……"
Hao Ren nodded, watched Hao Huai walk into the self-built villa on the cement road, shook his head and continued walking towards the village.
In the distance, you can still see several police cars parked in the open space at the entrance of the village with their sirens flashing. A young man in ragged clothes squatted beside the police car with disheveled hair and shivered...
