"Brother Biao, are you kidding me?"
"Isn't it bad luck to carry that in my nice car?"
Ah Biao looked at him with a half-smile: "Don't you never believe in evil? Well, I'll give you a red envelope for 52 yuan later, that's all right, right?"
Zhang Wei finally smiled: "Brother Biao, you are so kind."
Seeing Su Chen crawling into the tall weeds, A Biao took a last puff of his cigarette, threw it away, went back to the car, picked up a shovel, and chased after him.
"Hey, wait for me."
Lin Jingyu and Zhang Wei also followed.
“Crack, crack~”
Su Chen moved forward swiftly, breaking and pressing down the stems of the weeds one by one to make it easier for Lao Ye to follow. He walked to a dense area and stopped.
"Brother, is Awang buried in this soil?" A Biao said as he walked forward, spat into his palm, rubbed it, picked up the shovel and started digging.
Zhang Wei looked weird upon seeing this and muttered subconsciously.
"There's nothing up here, so how do you know it's underneath? You're kidding, aren't you?"
Lin Jingyu glared at him and said nothing.
A Biao used his brute strength and dug a big hole in a short time, but there was nothing in it except some big rocks.
Seeing that the pit was about to bury his men, Zhang Wei couldn't help but say: "No, there's nothing here. I think you should dig somewhere else."
Unfortunately, not only did Lin Jingyu not hear what he said, but Old Ye beside him also did not move at all.
Su Chen coughed lightly and said, "About one meter down."
A Biao was a little exhausted. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll take a rest."
Old Ye couldn't help but wanted to go down, but was stopped by Su Chen.
joke.
He is covered with long hair. If Zhang Wei sees him, he will be scared to death. Who will take them back then?
"Let me do it."
Lin Jingyu rolled up his sleeves and was about to jump down, but was stopped by Su Chen: "Wait a moment."
He took out some yellow paper with cinnabar, pressed it on his knees, drew a talisman, and stuck it on Lin Jingyu: "It will save you some effort."
A Biao quit.
"No, brother, you're being unkind. Why don't you let me use the energy-saving talisman?"
Su Chen smiled at him: "Brother Biao, you are full of energy and not weak. Do you still need this? If you really need it, I can draw one for you."
Ah Biao straightened up proudly in an instant, without even panting, and waved his hands: "No, no, I'm not as weak as Ah Yu, hehe."
Brother Biao, Brother Biao, you really have a bad brain.
Do you really believe that a talisman can save you effort?
Zhang Wei couldn't bear to look at it.
But with two people digging together, it is much faster than before.
After a while, there was another pile of soil beside the big pit. A Biao and Lin Jingyu dug more and more vigorously. Just as A Biao swung the shovel again, Su Chen shouted: "Stop!"
The two men paused for a moment, then in ecstasy, they threw away their shovels and started digging with their bare hands.
Old Ye also hurried forward and lay down at the edge of the pit.
"Awang, Awang, my Awang!"
Zhang Wei couldn't help but mutter, "You're already crying out loud when you don't even have anything. Are you crazy?"
The next moment, Lin Jingyu brought up a military water bottle.
Old Ye hurriedly scraped the mud off the kettle, and when he saw his own name, he burst into tears: "It's mine, it's mine. When Awang was about to go out, I gave the kettle to Awang. It's really my Awang, Awang~"
Zhang Wei was dumbfounded.
No way?
This time he couldn't help but walk over, and saw a skeleton lying in the mud, with scraps of clothes vaguely visible on the bones.
Su Chen handed the body bag over, and A Biao and Lin Jingyu carefully began to pack the bones.
Then, Old Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, was my Awang murdered?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up.
Zhang Wei was careless and took two steps back before he could steady himself.
I wondered in my heart why the wind at the seaside is stronger than a typhoon?
Su Chen said in a deep voice: "Uncle Ye, Brother Awang was indeed murdered, but...the person who murdered him is already dead."
"What?"
The wind stopped again.
Lin Jingyu and A Biao, who were hiding in the pit and were not affected, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Ye looked at Su Chen in a daze.
Su Chen sighed: "The one who killed Awang was his stepmother."
Old Ye staggered. "Yes, it's her? This vicious woman, my Awang almost fled to Southeast Asia to avoid her, why doesn't she let Awang go? Why?!"
"Because she wanted to sacrifice Awang so that she could give birth to a child."
Lin Jingyu and A Biao were both stunned.
"Look at Awang's skull. Is there a nail?"
The two of them hurriedly checked and found it.
Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "It seems that Uncle Ye's wife died of dystocia before..."
Su Chen nodded: "So the justice of heaven is clear, and retribution will come."
"This method is absolutely impossible to achieve a child. Her pregnancy was destined to happen."
"In the end, she died in childbirth, unable to give birth to children. This was her retribution."
Even so, Old Ye still knelt down slowly, howling: "Awang, it's Dad who has let you down. If Dad hadn't married her, you wouldn't have died, Awang~"
Zhang Wei couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
When the corpse was lifted up, he silently helped to carry it out of the weeds.
Lin Jingyu handed incense, candles and paper money to Lao Ye.
"Uncle Ye, this is where Awang was buried for many years after all. It would be better to burn it."
Old Ye nodded, said thank you, and silently went back into the weeds. He didn't come back until an hour later.
On the way back, everyone was silent.
When they were about to get off the bus at Chunming Street, Old Ye finally spoke: "Ayu, I'll have to trouble you to help me sell the store later. I need to choose a good burial site for Awang and me, and I also need to move his mother here."
Lin Jingyu nodded: "Okay!"
"Funeral..." Old Ye sighed, "Hold mine and Awang's funeral together."
Zhang Wei: “???”
What does it mean?
This old man was so desperate after finding out his son was dead that he wanted to commit suicide?
Don’t.
He kept winking at A Biao, wanting him to persuade Lao Ye.
But A Biao nodded slowly: "Uncle Ye, I will handle the matter with A Yu, don't worry."
Old Ye nodded and got out of the car carrying the body bag.
A Biao wanted to follow but was stopped by Zhang Wei.
"Awei, I'll give you the red seal later."
"Brother Biao, I'm not talking about this. No, didn't you hear that this uncle wanted to commit suicide? Why are you nodding?"
"Suicide?" A Biao was about to explain, but after thinking for a moment, he came up with an excuse. "I was just trying to deal with it. Uncle Ye is really sad right now, so whatever he says is fine. Anyway, A Yu and I will be watching."
Zhang Wei understood: "I said that, why are you all nodding?"
"Okay then. I'll be leaving first."
When A Biao returned to the store, he saw Su Chen and Lin Jingyu had already started cleaning up the messy store. Old Ye was in the inner room, having taken out the bones from the body bag and carefully brushed them clean bit by bit with a toothbrush.
Hearing footsteps, Old Ye spoke up, "Awang used to love cleanliness, but I never thought he'd be buried in the dirty soil for so many years. It's really unfair to this child."
A Biao nodded: "Yes, I will buy an altar later and make sure it is clean and dry."
Old Ye said nothing and continued scrubbing.
A Biao quietly retreated and helped clean up the store.
By the time Old Ye had cleaned the bones, the shop had already been tidied up, and Lin Jingyu had also brought back two large urns.
Ah Biao asked him quietly, "We need a coffin too, right? Even though Brother Awang has turned into bones, Uncle Ye is still here, isn't he?"
Lin Jingyu shook his head and pointed at Su Chen who was sitting next to him drawing talismans: "He said that the zombies cannot be left."
