C8 (2/2)

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Slaughterer Wang's eyes quickly turned as he tried to write something. It was unknown what he was thinking.

As for Grandma, she kept winking at the butcher, but it was unknown what she wanted to say.

Soon.

”Big sister, there's no other way. It's daytime right now, so she might not see it. Now, we can only take things one step at a time, don't you think?”

”But if that's the case, wouldn't what we did before have ended up in failure?” Grandma said reluctantly.

butcher Wang sighed, ”you are still thinking about this. That thing failed long ago. Otherwise, how could her second uncle die?”

Grandmother thought that it seemed to be the case as well.

Following which, I saw her wave her hand and say, ”Forget it, let's do as you say. However, I still need you to think of a way to deal with the little guy's matters in the future.”

The butcher nodded. ”Of course.”

After the two of them finished their discussion.

Only then did butcher Wang look at me. ”Your …” Did you bring your aunt's scarf? ”

Although it was embarrassing for me to talk about it in public, it was fortunate that he didn't say it too loudly, so only Gran and I could hear him.

I nodded.

”Alright, that's great. Quickly take off your aunt's napkin and give it to me.” Slaughterer Wang said while rubbing his hands in excitement.

I was stunned.

What kind of taste is this, to ask me for this?

I was about to question it.

”Why, you don't believe me?”

I hastily shook my head and said, ”How could I not believe it? It's just that …”

”It's just something? Hurry up, it's more important to save him, don't waste your time. Hurry up.” butcher Wang was in a hurry, and when he saw me here he couldn't help but stare at me anxiously.

I don't see how this can be avoided, so I can only reluctantly look around me before finding a small forest.

After quickly entering the small forest and confirming that there was no one around, I quickly took off my pants and took out my aunt's towel.

Without looking, I pulled up my pants and ran out, clutching something in my hand.

When we reached the front, I was really ashamed. Before I could even reach the butcher, I threw my things on the ground and ran away without looking back.

With regards to this, butcher Wang didn't say much. He grabbed the coffin and walked over to it excitedly.

At this moment, he opened his mouth slightly, and his other empty finger was moving randomly. It was unknown what he was muttering about, but he grabbed the blood-stained aunt towel and smacked it.

There was a light slap.

After her aunt had pasted the towel on it, a damned scene happened. The coffin actually fell down …

I would never have dared to imagine such a scene before.

How was this possible!

I could hardly believe my eyes.

It's just that this unbelievable thing has happened in front of my eyes consecutively. What else can I say?

As the coffin fell into the tomb, people quickly surrounded it to fill it up. Not long after, a small mound rose up from the ground.

Because of this, all memories about Second Uncle had now come to an end, ending in a small mound.

After the round grave, butcher Wang didn't let us stay here for long, he hurried back with his men.

This time he didn't come home with us.

When the villagers reached home, they comforted my grandmother a few times and then went home without stopping.

Soon, only Grandma and I were left in the house.

So many things had happened in succession.

Gran and I were both struck, sitting in the yard, not saying a word.

At that moment, the courtyard door that I had locked from the inside rang.

With a series of creaking sounds, the door was actually opened by someone from outside.

Immediately, I was shocked.

The door was locked from the inside. Without the key, it was impossible to open it.

But what was going on now? The door had been opened.

You have to know, besides me, the other key is in second uncle's hands.

Could he be saying … Second Uncle's corpse had been extorted and returned?

The moment this thought appeared in my mind, I immediately stood up.

At the same time, just as I was about to rush over, I found that in the corridor, there was a man who appeared to be worn out from his journey.

It's actually my father …

How is this possible? Father has always been working outside. After so many years, only a few days during the Spring Festival will pass. Besides that, Father has always been working outside.

As for the matter of Second Uncle's death, we didn't inform Father at all, so why did he come back?

Is this a coincidence? Or is this father in front of me not my father, but …

It wasn't that I was nervous and complicated the problem, but because so much had happened in the past few days that I had to be careful, so when I saw my father, I started and didn't say anything for a long time until he waved a white stick at my head.