Chapter 530

For a while, there was no response

Qin Chu didn't give up. As soon as he was going to push the door in, he heard a voice coming from behind.

"Who are you looking for?"

Huo Mian looked back and saw a boy of fifteen or six, who was black and tall.

Basketball in hand, sweating, seems to have just come back from playing.

"Little brother, we want to find the owner of this house. Have you met him?" Asked Hermione politely.

"We are distant relatives of Uncle Yang." Qin Chu added.

"Look for Grandpa Yang..." The little boy's expression is a little strange.

"Is he not at home? I heard that I came back the other day. " Qin Chu said.

"He It's dead. " The little boy hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

"What? Dead? " Huo Mian and Qin Chu exclaimed at the same time.

"The night before yesterday, it was supposed to be buried yesterday, but we have a custom here. It's seven days, seven days, eight days, no burials. So we have to wait until tomorrow. Grandpa Yang has no relatives, just a niece in the south. It's not good. He has no money. The village head said that the corpse should be put in the mortuary of the town first, and it will burn directly tomorrow They are buried. "

"How could a good man die?" For a moment, Huo Mian was extremely disappointed in his heart, and the clues that he had not been able to find were strangely broken.

The little boy scratched his back and said, "I don't know. My mother said that Grandpa Yang killed himself by drinking medicine because he has no children and his niece can't go back home, so I can't think about it. But I don't think so, because grandpa Yang is a very easygoing and optimistic person. He played chess with me the day before he died."

Both Huo Mian and Qin Chu fell into deep silence

"Acheng, what are you waiting for? Have you come back for dinner?" Cried a woman in her thirties, far away.

"I see, Ma." With that, the boy turned his head and said, "I won't talk to you. My mother told me to go home for dinner."

"Thank you, brother." Hermione nodded at him.

"It seems that we are late..." Qin Chu whispered.

"Yes It's weird to die. "

"Now what do you want to do?" Qin Chu asked for Huo Mian's advice.

"I want to visit the village head's house."

"That's what I mean. Let's go."

Qin Chu and Huo Mian did not enter uncle Yang's old house at last, but inquired about the location of the village head's house. They went directly to a big iron tile house at the entrance of the village. This is the head of the village. It is said that the name of the head of the village is Zhu. His popularity is not bad. He has a good reputation in the village.

"Are you two...?"

"Ah You, we are a distant relative of Uncle Yang. I heard that he came back a few days ago, so I want to see him, but I heard that he died. What's the matter? " According to Qin and Chu, Huo Mian pretends to be a relative of Uncle Yang.

As soon as the village head heard about the relatives, he seemed to relax a lot and invited them into the house.

"What kind of relatives are you? I haven't heard him mention that he has only one niece?" The village head looked at Qin Chu and Huo Mian doubtfully.

"Ah, yes, Mr. Yang and some of my family's parents haven't been around for many years. Now my parents are eager to find some of their family members, so they asked me to come and have a look. I asked that Mr. Yang had come back from the south, so I wanted to visit today."

"Oh, yes Then you're late. He's dead. "

"I heard about it, but what happened? It was so sudden. How did it die?" Qin and Chu asked again about the cause of death.