As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Inside the room, the middle-aged woman was kneeling in the hall, constantly bowing down to the sky.

There were two large black-and-white photos on it.

The girl took a quick look and saw that the first picture was of her father.

dad?

My father had passed away? How could that be possible? He had only been gone for five years.

She continued looking and saw a black and white photo next to it that showed a young girl.

This?

Isn't this yourself?

I am dead too?

The middle-aged woman knelt in front of the photo, saying non-stop: "Daughter, you scared me. If you need anything over there, just tell me and I'll burn it for you."

"Mom is easily scared."

The girl stood there in a daze for a full minute before she realized what had happened.

It seems that my mother thought I was dead.

She pulled up her mother who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, and said angrily: "Mom, I'm still alive. Who told you I was dead? I just went out to work for a few years."

The middle-aged woman was still very scared at first, but after struggling with her daughter for a few times, she found that the person in front of her was warm. In her cognition, ghosts are cold, and she couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Are you really Xiaohe?" she said to the girl in front of her.

"Oh my god, if I'm not Xiaohe, who am I?" the girl said, stamping her feet.

"You're not dead?" the woman said excitedly, gently touching her daughter's face.

"Why are you dying? Who told you I was dead?" Xiao He said angrily.

"You're not dead? You're really not dead, that's great." Xiao He's mother was so surprised that she hugged her daughter and started crying.

Xiao He looked annoyed. Who was that so boring as to say that he was dead?

"Mom, Dad is gone?" Xiao He asked, pointing at the photo on the stage.

"Your father is gone. He thought you were dead so he was very sad. He drank and smoked every day. He passed away a year after you left." Xiao He's mother said calmly.

Over the past few years, she has gotten used to it. First her daughter died, then her husband died, leaving her alone.

Hearing that her father had passed away, Xiao He showed a sad expression on her face, "It was him who forced me to get married."

"Oh, it's all over. I'm glad you're okay. Come, let mom take a good look at you. Where have you been all these years?" Xiao He's mother pulled Xiao He to sit down and looked at her daughter lovingly.

"Mom, why do you have so many white hair? You are less than 50 years old." Xiao He looked at her mother with heartache.

"Alas, you're gone, your father died, and I'm all alone left. I have no purpose in life. How can I not get old?" Xiao He's mother said with a sigh.

At this moment, a person walked in from the door, "Sister-in-law, I seem to be dazzled today, I saw Xiaohe..."

She suddenly stopped talking halfway and looked stupidly at the mother and daughter sitting together.

"Aunt Qi, you're not mistaken, it's me, I'm still alive." Xiao He deliberately shouted loudly.

Who spread the rumor that he was dead, making his parents live such a miserable life.

Originally, I just wanted to announce that I was back, but I didn't expect Aunt Qi to tremble and faint on the ground.

"Seventh Aunt, Seventh Aunt!"

Xiao He hurriedly helped Aunt Qi up and gave her some first aid before finally waking her up.

"Aunt Qi, I, I'm still alive, don't scare me." Xiao He sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

What happened this time?

After Aunt Qi recovered, she looked at Xiaohe and touched her before confirming that the person in front of her was a living person.

Soon, the news of Xiaohe's return to the village spread.

The point is not that he came back, the point is that he is still alive.

Even the village chief was startled. He came over in his slippers, took a closer look, and exclaimed that it was amazing.

Everyone was congratulating Xiao He's mother, saying that her daughter was still alive and that she would have someone to rely on in the future.

Everyone was in high spirits, except for one family who was unhappy.

"Haha, Chen He is alive, but what about my son? Can my son be cleared of his grievances?" A man stood up and said loudly.

Chen He recognized him as his fourth uncle from the village.

When the villagers heard what Fourth Uncle said, they all lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"You're not going to talk about it now? Before, you said my son killed Chen He, but now he's back alive. My son was wrongly killed." Fourth Uncle shouted.

The village chief sighed helplessly, came over and patted Fourth Uncle, "Uncle, we didn't know it was like this. Everyone thought Xiao He was dead, but we didn't expect she was still alive. No one wanted to know."

"If you don't want to, then what should I do with my son?" Fourth Uncle said angrily.

"Okay, go back first. We'll give you an explanation after we sort out the situation here."

The villagers tried to persuade Uncle Si to go back reluctantly.

"Okay, everyone go back to your homes. I'll stay here. Don't just stand here." The village chief waved his hand and dispersed the crowd, leaving only Aunt Seven and him, two outsiders.

"Xiao He, where have you been these years?" The village chief asked after everyone had left.

"I went to work. My father wanted me to marry that cripple man at that time, but I didn't want to, so I went out to work." Xiao He muttered.

"Why didn't you tell anyone when you left? Your family didn't know anything at all, kid." The village chief said with a look of annoyance.

"I left a note on this table." Xiao He said with a puzzled look on her face, "Didn't you see it?"

"Xiao He's mother? Did you see it?" The village chief looked at Xiao He's mother.

Xiao He's mother shook her head. "There's nothing. We thought you might have run away from home, but we searched for a long time and found nothing."

"That's strange. I would definitely stay. Although I don't want to get married, I also don't want my parents to worry about me so much." Xiao He said guiltily while holding her mother's hand.

"So why haven't you called home in all these years?"

"I don't want to listen to their nagging. I think in a few years when I'm older and make some money outside, they won't force me to marry someone I don't like when I come back."

"Oh! Forget it, maybe it's God's will, right, Aunt Qi." The village chief sighed.

"Uncle, aunt, what was Fourth Uncle saying just now? Why do I feel like Fourth Uncle hates me so much?" Xiao He looked at the village chief and asked.

The village chief's face darkened, he sighed again and said nothing.

Aunt Qi gently took Xiao He's hand and said, "Fourth Uncle's son, Dachun, is dead."

"Brother Dachun is dead? Why?" Xiaohe exclaimed.

"Suicide."

"Suicide? Is it related to me?" Xiao He keenly noticed that something was wrong here.

"Xiao He, this is what happened. When you left, no one knew where you went, so your parents asked around."