Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

"It's been a busy day, and I haven't eaten yet."

When Yang Xiaobao said this, he suddenly felt his stomach growling.

Liu Mei chuckled: "That's no problem. When you come back, we'll meet you in Stone Town. I'll treat you to dinner at Fortune Restaurant."

"Good."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao continued to drive.

When he arrived at the entrance of Wujia Village in the neighboring town, he stopped the car and asked a villager for directions.

"Excuse me, where is Wu Zhiguo?"

"Why are you looking for Wu Zhiguo? Who are you?"

"I'm his former buddy, I'm not here to discuss something with him." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Although the villager was a little suspicious, he still showed Yang Xiaobao the way.

Yang Xiaobao drove the car straight to Wu Zhiguo's house.

Then he jumped out of the car and tapped on the door.

"Who is it?" A simple and honest voice came from inside.

"Wu Zhiguo, it's me." Yang Xiaobao said.

Not long after, Yang Xiaobao heard footsteps, and then the door opened with a creak.

A man with an unshaven beard and about 30 years old stood in front of Yang Xiaobao.

He looked Yang Xiaobao up and down, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want me?"

Yang Xiaobao said coldly: "My name is Yang Xiaobao, can I talk to you?"

The guy asked with some vigilance: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"It's about your dead wife."

Wu Zhiguo's expression changed, and he looked Yang Xiaobao up and down again.

"You, what's your relationship with her?"

Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "How about we go in and talk?"

Wu Zhiguo probably also knew that this kind of thing should not be said on the street, so he could only dodge and let Yang Xiaobao walk into the yard.

"Let's talk in the yard. My mother is not in good health. Don't disturb her."

Wu Zhiguo moved Yang Xiaobao a stool, and he sat down himself.

"I came here just to ask, where is your dead son buried?"

"How do you know that I have a dead son?" Wu Zhiguo asked with an extremely ugly face.

Yang Xiaobao said lightly: "It was your wife who told me."

"Impossible!" Wu Zhiguo exclaimed, "My wife is already dead, how could she tell you!"

"Don't ask so many questions about this." Yang Xiaobao said, "When your wife gave birth, it was late at night, and you were the only one guarding outside the delivery room, right?"

Wu Zhiguo turned pale and nodded.

"At that time, your wife had a difficult labor, and the doctor asked you whether to protect the adults or the children. You said you should protect the children, right?"

"No, it's not like that at all." Wu Zhiguo's voice changed.

Yang Xiaobao sighed, and said: "It is you who chose to protect the child and let your wife die."

"No! Who are you?" Wu Zhiguo stood up and shouted at Yang Xiaobao, "If you don't explain clearly what you are doing, get out now!"

Yang Xiaobao knew that his words offended Wu Zhiguo.

It was this guy's selfishness that caused his wife to die and failed to keep his son in the end.

It is precisely because of his cruelty to his wife in order to carry on the family that he almost killed two children from other families.

Looking at Wu Zhiguo, Yang Xiaobao really wanted to punch him.

At last he held back.

"Wu Zhiguo, your wife asked me to tell you to bury the child with her."

"If you keep talking nonsense, then I will let you crawl away!" Wu Zhiguo was annoyed by Yang Xiaobao.

"Wu Zhiguo, I advise you to listen to me obediently and bury the child with your wife's body, so that you won't hear the child crying every night."

These words hit Wu Zhiguo, and he sat down.

"You, how do you know that I hear children crying every day."

Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Wu Zhiguo, I think you should obey me obediently and bury the child with your wife's body."

Wu Zhiguo looked at Yang Xiaobao and said, "Then, if I do this, I won't hear the child's cry in the future?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, that's right."

"You, how can you guarantee this? What the hell do you do?"

"I've seen your wife's ghost, what do you think I do?"

Wu Zhiguo stared blankly at Yang Xiaobao for a while, and finally nodded: "I see."

Then he said: "I listen to you, do it now."

Yang Xiaobao stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

He drove the car and brought Wu Zhiguo to a wasteland by the river.

"You left your son here?" Yang Xiaobao asked coldly.

Wu Zhiguo smiled wryly, and said, "You know, our rule here is that lost babies cannot be buried in ancestral graves."

Yang Xiaobao nodded, how could he not know this.

Wu Zhiguo searched for a long time, and finally found the place where he buried the baby.

He took the shovel and started digging.

After digging for a while, the body of a decomposed baby was finally unearthed.

Yang Xiaobao looked at Wu Zhiguo and put the baby's body in a very small coffin.

Then the two drove the car again and arrived at a grave.

It was dusk now.

Yang Xiaobao couldn't help sighing when he saw this lonely grave in the wilderness slowly being shrouded in night.

This woman, why is she so resentful?

No wonder they would steal other people's children.

"Your wife didn't enter your ancestral grave either?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

Wu Zhiguo shook his head with a wry smile and said, "This, this is also our rule here."

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and said: "I said something that shouldn't be said, you just treat your wife as a reproductive machine."

Wu Zhiguo wanted to refute a few words, but he opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

When Wu Zhiguo was digging the grave with a shovel, Yang Xiaobao suddenly saw a white bird lying on a lonely tree.

Seeing this bird, Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, then nodded towards it.

The bird also seemed to be nodding towards Yang Xiaobao.

"is this OK?"

At this moment, Wu Zhiguo said suddenly.

Yang Xiaobao turned around and looked at the tomb, his wife's coffin was exposed.

It was a very thin coffin, which was already somewhat rotten.

"Yes, no problem, put your son's coffin next to your wife's coffin." Yang Xiaobao said.

Wu Zhiguo didn't dare to disobey Yang Xiaobao's order, so he obediently did as he said.

After burying the coffin, Wu Zhiguo lay down on the ground again and kowtowed a few times.

Yang Xiaobao turned around, wanting to see the young bird on the tree.

Unexpectedly, the bird was lying on the branch, its body was like a ball of light, slowly fading, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Yang Xiaobao sighed, and murmured: "Go all the way, I hope you will meet a good person in the next life."

"What? What did you say?"