The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

The next day, He Dahua arrived at Grandma Dou's residence and found that it was empty.

She quickly asked people around her.

Only then did I know that Grandma Dou and Dou Fu went to Doujia Village early in the morning.

So He Dahua rushed to Doujia Village again.

Most people in Doujia Village have the surname Dou, and there are very few people with other surnames.

Now that the old village chief has been removed, the village is busy electing a new one, so a large group of villagers gathered in the open space in front of the village.

He Dahua grabbed a villager and asked him questions.

"Auntie, I want to ask if you know where the Dou family's cemetery is?"

He Dahua chose a kind old lady who looked even older than her mother.

After hearing what He Dahua said, the old lady showed some doubt in her eyes.

"Girl, what are you doing in the graveyard?"

He Dahua explained, she said.

"Auntie, I'm here to look for someone. I heard that Grandma Dou sent Da Hu back today, so I came to take a look."

"What? Da Hu, hey, that's a really good kid, what a pity."

The kind old lady sighed heavily after hearing what He Dahua said.

God is blind.

Dahu was a child who was raised under his care. It was very sad that such a good child died so early.

Unexpectedly, it was not due to an accident, but man-made.

Dahu's second uncle and his family are all black-hearted people. They could actually do such a thing. The kind old lady couldn't help but tear up when she thought of Dou Dahu's voice and smile when he was a child.

After sighing, she continued.

"My girl, the fact that you think of coming to see Da Hu shows that you are a good person. The cemetery in our village is just behind the village. I don't have anything to do anyway, so I'll take you there."

The kind old lady heard someone say this morning that the village was going to have a new chief, so she came over to join in the fun.

Now that she had almost joined in the fun, it was a good opportunity for her to go see Grandma Dou with her daughter.

Come to think of it, she hasn't seen Grandma Dou for many years.

I didn't expect that she didn't go out to look for her. Today, Grandma Dou came here by herself. What a coincidence.

"Well, ma'am, thank you so much."

After expressing her sincere thanks, He Dahua followed the old lady to the back of the village.

Not far behind the village is a large cemetery. It is obvious that most of the people who died in Doujia Village are buried here.

Before getting close to the cemetery, He Dahua saw two figures kneeling inside from afar.

Although the kind old lady was not young, she had sharp ears and eyes, and she saw everything that He Dahua saw.

So without waiting for He Dahua to remind her, she took the lead and walked towards the two people.

He Dahua behind also hurried to catch up.

As she walked into the path between the cemeteries, He Dahua did not feel a trace of fear in her heart.

On the contrary, she finally felt the long-lost peace.

Her heart seemed to finally find a moment of peace.

Ta-ta-ta——

He Dahua walked up to the two men.

It was indeed Grandma Dou and Dou Fu.

It is estimated that they had come here yesterday, because a new mound of earth has been built here, and it is believed that Dou Dahu's bones are buried underneath.

There was a wooden sign in front of the grave with a few large characters written on it:

Tomb of Dou Dahu, son of Dou Youshou.

At this time, He Dahua and Auntie Cixiang were in perfect harmony with each other, and neither of them spoke out to interrupt Grandma Dou and Dou Fu.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the sound of wind and Grandma Dou's soft sobs mixed in the wind.

"Da Hu, I finally found you. I can finally send you home. Now that your father is with you, you don't have to be afraid anymore."

After hearing this, He Dahua took another look at the grave next to it. There was a stone tablet with the words "Dou Youshou's Tomb" written on it.

It seems that Dou Dahu's tomb was built too hastily, so we can only use the wooden sign for a while.

"Ah Fu, when I die, you must bury me here, next to your Grandpa and Da Hu. I really... really miss them..."

While giving Dou Fu some instructions, Grandma Dou hugged Dou Dahu's tombstone and started crying.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely do everything you say. I will come here every year to see Grandpa and Dad. When I get married and have children, I will bring them here with me. When I am old and die, my children will continue to burn incense and paper for all of us. Grandma, don't worry..."

Hearing Dou Fu's words, Grandma Dou smiled with relief and heartache.

Good people will be rewarded, and God still has mercy on her.

Let her meet a good boy like Ah Fu.

She adopted Ah Fu and provided him with shelter when he was young and powerless.

In the past, Ah Fu relied on her more.

But now, she is the one who depends on Ah Fu.

If it weren't for Ah Fu, she might not have been able to find out the truth about Da Hu's death, let alone seek justice for Da Hu.

Perhaps she had gone with her husband and son in the year Dou Dahu died.

How could this day come about?

As an old woman, her only wish for the rest of her life is to see Ah Fu grow up, get married and have children. That way, when the day comes when she passes away and goes to find the old man and Da Hu, she will be able to rest in peace.

Now that all the dead have been settled, the living must continue to live well.

Thinking of this, Grandma Dou slowly raised her arms and wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves.

She turned to look at Dou Fu, but was surprised to find two familiar faces behind her.

"Dahua...Amei?"

She was of course very familiar with He Dahua, after all, she had just met her yesterday.

It’s just that as for the old lady next to He Dahua, Grandma Dou wasn’t sure about her because she hadn’t seen her for many years, and her tone of voice became unconfident.

But unexpectedly, the kind old lady smiled broadly upon hearing the word "Amei".

"Cousin, after so many years, do you still remember me?"

"Amei, is it really you?" Grandma Dou's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

I didn't expect to see an old acquaintance again after so many years.

This Amei is none other than Meng Mei, the daughter-in-law of Dou Youtian, the cousin of Grandma Dou’s husband.

When Grandma Dou's husband was alive, he had a good relationship with his cousin Dou Youtian.

However, the couple had left the village for a period of time many years ago, and Grandma Dou thought she would never see this cousin again.

"Cousin, it really is me! Youtian and I just came back a while ago and learned about Da Hu's situation. We haven't had time to look for you yet. I didn't expect that today at the entrance of the village, this girl asked me to look for you."

"Why were you out for so long? Is everything okay?"

Grandma Dou became concerned.

"It's a long story, I'll explain it slowly, don't worry."

After Meng Mei reminded everyone, she began to tell her stories over the years.

"Back then, Feng'er suddenly fell seriously ill. No one could cure her. She was about to die. How could her parents watch their child die?

The child's father took us out to seek medical treatment. If we met a doctor who could cure her, wouldn't Feng'er be saved? But no one expected it..."