C22 (2/2)

I don't feel any sort of closeness to the Aunt Zhang either.

But I don't know why, but in my dreams, when I saw the Aunt Zhang, I suddenly felt a sense of closeness to him, especially the instant two streams of blood flowed out …

Why is that?

Looking at the time, it was actually already 9 o'clock. My illness was also much better, so I now felt like I had just recovered from a serious illness.

His face still hurt a little. He was beaten up by Da Xiong's mother yesterday.

Lingling had already cooked a meal. Although it was just a little porridge in the morning, it gave me an indescribable feeling of warmth.

Who knew that just as the rice was served, a shout suddenly came from outside:

”Damn girl, get out here!”

It was as if Lingling had also felt the aggressive approach of the people outside, and her hands trembled intensely, almost knocking the bowl on the table over.

”Lingling, it's alright. Don't be afraid, big sister will go out and see. You stay in the house.”

What was about to happen couldn't be avoided after all. My heart started to beat intensely.

Originally, the fear in my heart had lessened slightly after enduring so much pain. In any case, I was alone. After enduring so much pain, what was there to be afraid of?

But now that he had Lingling, that fear had risen to a whole new level …

I stood up and went outside to open the door. I had to face what I had to face after all. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for me to stay outside.

The moment I opened the door, I saw a group of people standing at the entrance with a menacing look on their faces.

”It's been three days, what happened to our tomb? Are you still planning on going through quietly like this? ”

Counting today, it had indeed been three days since the incident of digging up the grave.

”My apologies, but I've been busy these past two days with my father's funeral, and have been …”

”You didn't take us seriously at all, right? Stop pretending. I know, you must have colluded with some wild man to dig up our family's tomb.

I say, are you all so poor that you can dig someone's grave and do such a wicked thing? ” A villager said coldly.

At this moment, a villager walked into my house without giving me any explanation. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't.

Lingling, on the other hand, saw someone enter and ran out fearfully to stand beside me and grab my arm.

The man who entered the house wandered around for a long time before coming out, shaking his head at the other villagers.

It looks like they're looking for something...

I frowned slightly but didn't say anything. What are they looking for? Are you looking for something you lost in the graveyard?

But as far as I know, although a lot of the villagers' graves were dug up, other than the corpses of Aunt Zhang and the Aunt Zhang, nothing else was missing.

Besides, in a small place like ours, there won't be anything valuable to be buried with.

But since they weren't looking for anything in the graveyard, what were they looking for?

”Little girl, it's true that those tombs were abandoned, but nothing was lost.

Besides, your father has just died, so we don't want to investigate any further.

How about this, if someone's grave is excavated, you can take out a few thousand yuan to compensate for the losses.

Listening to what the villagers said, I nodded my head.

”Sure, but right now …” Not much money... When I have the money, I'll definitely give it to you. ”

Speaking of which, I don't even have any confidence anymore.

After my adoptive father died, all he had left was some free money, which he had already used up during the funeral, and he didn't even have the money left over from the time when I accompanied him to the funeral.

Right now, all I have is some change at home. I don't even know where the money that my foster father and I earned all these years has gone to.

Logically speaking, since we've been living in poverty all these years, our adoptive father should have saved up quite a bit of money, but … Where's the money?

Sure enough, after hearing my words, the person in front of me became enraged. He grabbed my collar, pointed at my nose and said,

”Little girl, what are you pretending for? Your father is dead, so all the money he made from crying all these years is yours, right?

You're crying your head off to me right now? ”

However, these people treated me much better than they did two days ago. If it was two days ago, I'm afraid they would have already started beating me up.

This also means that these villagers have already started to feel fear towards me … They're afraid of me...