Eros, take you through sex

After experiencing these things, Ye Chunhao roughly understood Feng Han’s inner thoughts.

He thought about how to help Feng Han, but he didn't know how to help. After returning, she quietly entered the pen, while Ye Chunhao lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking about her worries. Yes. If you have worries in your heart, you can't solve them without solving them.

The stars are outside, the moonlight is outside, it seems everything is outside.

At this time, Ye Chunhao was also very upset. Yes, how could he help her? How could he find her? Could he really use his own eyes? That person must be threatening me. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Grandpa had gone to bed a long time ago. After he fell ill, he seemed to go to bed very early and get up very late.

In the small villages around the town, it seemed that many things were performing different things. He seemed to be unable to sleep, so he stood up, walked to the window, opened it, looked at the bamboo forest and the moon outside the window, yes, missing, missing parents, seemed to be everyone's heart knot.

Feng Han was naturally no exception.

The question is who should we ask about these things?

Ask grandpa? He should know something about what happened before.

Yes, just ask your grandfather, and if that doesn’t work, ask a fortune teller.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunhao seemed to have an idea. Yes, ask grandpa. He is old and should know something about the Gao family manor. Then he can take the opportunity to ask about the grave. Wouldn’t that solve the problem?

Thinking of this solution, Ye Chunhao could finally fall asleep peacefully.

After daybreak, Grandpa seemed to have gotten up very late, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to do his own things. But after breakfast, he went out slowly. Ye Chunhao wanted to go together and take the opportunity to ask. So he got up very early, cooked breakfast for Grandpa, and told Grandpa that he wanted to go together. Grandpa naturally agreed, and they walked together on the bamboo forest path, crossed the small bridge, and continued to climb the slope to the place where they worked.

Ye Chunhao lay on the grass, looking at the sky, and then he stood up.

Facing grandpa, I said, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Grandpa answered Ye Chunhao while weeding. "Is it about Gao's manor?"

"Why do you suddenly want to know about the Gao Family Manor?"

"I just want to ask, I just want to know, I'm curious."

"What's there to be curious about? It's all in the past. I don't know a lot of things. Your ancestors knew about it and told me some of it. I don't know a lot of details. It's just that the place is deserted. It's better not to go there. It's very dangerous."

"I know, I didn't go."

"It is said that someone drowned in that pond. He sneaked in to fish and accidentally fell in and drowned. So you can't go in there anymore. Do you understand?"

"No, who drowned? How come I don't know?"

"Of course you don't know. He was my childhood friend. He died too early. What a pity. Otherwise..." Grandpa recalled the past, feeling unhappy. He stood for a while, then continued to hoe the land. Ye Chunhao thought, this is not what he wants to know. What he wants to know is the Gao Family Manor. How to ask who drowned? You have to slowly ask about the grave.

"Grandpa, I want to ask about the past events of Gao's Manor!"

"It happened in the past. It was a long time ago. I don't know much about it."

"Grandpa, tell me what you know."

"It seems that the Feng family was retaliated by the Gao family. I heard that many people died. Few were able to escape. Anyway, that place is gloomy. I don't know what you were doing in there. I was very angry when you went in there to play before."

"Hey, Grandpa, can you please be serious?"

"I'm serious. I'm telling you, don't go to that place. It's very dangerous."

"Okay, I get it." Ye Chunhao pretended to be angry with his grandfather. Seeing that he was eager to listen, his grandfather told him casually.

"I don't know what happened afterwards, but it was haunted frequently and no one dared to live there, so it became abandoned. No one was looking after it until a man named Zhao Jun came. He's your Uncle Zhao and he's been managing this shabby manor ever since. He's like a gatekeeper."

"Don't those dead have graves? Where are they buried?"

"I'm not sure about that. I heard from them that the butler didn't die. He escaped because he was out buying something. So after the people left, he took the bodies away and buried them quietly. I heard that the specific location is near Maoergou."

"Are you sure it's near Maoergou?"

"It should be. I heard there is a tombstone there. Their names are written on it. It should be there."

"Okay, thank you Grandpa." Ye Chunhao jumped up with joy, then ran away like the wind. He wanted to go back and tell Feng Han the news!

After returning, he immediately asked Feng Han to come out.

"Come out quickly, I found it, I found it!"

Feng Han came out, absentmindedly, "What did you find?"

"I found the cemetery of General Feng's family, that's your father and mother's." Feng Han couldn't believe his ears.

"Are you serious? Who told you that?"

"Grandpa told me. It's absolutely true. We can go look for it together."

"Thank you, Chunhao."

"You're welcome. We have to look for it quickly, or we won't be able to find it soon."

"Ok."

After a simple packing, Ye Chunhao took Feng Han to look for Maoergou. Maoergou is a place name. Ye Chunhao had passed by it before and knew roughly where it was. They were very happy along the way, and Feng Han was also very happy. Yes, he could see the graves and see his family.

After more than an hour, they arrived at Maoergou. They asked the old people on the roadside, and they seemed to know which dilapidated grave they were looking for, so they pointed out the direction. Ye Chunhao followed the direction she told him to look for it. It was a little difficult to find the dilapidated grave in the overgrown weeds, but he found it soon.

When Feng Han saw the names on the tombstone, tears suddenly came to his eyes.

Ye Chunhao watched silently from the side. She knelt down, crying, full of sorrow. Ye Chunhao was deeply moved. Yes, he was also a sentimental person. Although he was very young, he also knew the pain of a family not being together.

Only now he seemed unable to shed tears.

Afterwards, they cleared the weeds around them. Feng Han only thought of his mother's appearance and what she said about reincarnation, which seemed to roll over in his mind. But what about the rest? If they were here, would they be in the Black Bamboo Forest?

Maybe it is, maybe not. We’ll know when the time comes just by asking Black Cat.

After clearing the weeds around and sitting for a while, they got up and went back. Along the way, Feng Han kept saying thank you, and Ye Chunhao also saw Feng Han's smile, which was rare. Yes, she shouldn't have sunk.

"Tell me, don't be silent like this all the time. It's scary."

"Yeah, I just felt unhappy. I don't know why, the so-called knot in my heart? But now I'm fine. Everyone has their own unhappy things, I guess, and it's okay once you get over it."

"It's nice of you to think that way."

"Thank you."