different world uncle

I took a little time out of my busy schedule and went to the old horse's funeral.

There were not many people at the funeral. Lao Ma's wife, children, and a few of his close friends sobbed softly around his coffin.

He has worked for many years, but he is not willing to spend much money on himself.I still remember that he showed me his passbook and said proudly: "This is my son's wife's book, and this is my wife's money for clothes."

I asked him, "What about your own?"

He took a few times out of his pocket, took out a pack of Long Cheng cigarettes, and said, "I carry it with me, hey, I'll have one when you're here, it's fun."

Ma Liangguo is a very ordinary middle-aged man, with a normal build, slightly fat, with a big belly and wearing a denim shirt.He is keen on saving, and the biggest treat for himself is to smell the cigarettes I give him when he is hungry.

He was not willing to spend money, and in the end the most money he spent on himself was his "coffin book".

The coffin was beautifully carved, reminding me of the flowers that adorned the roof of the airport that day.The smell of corruption and decay, people die unconsciously inside.

I said to his family, "Sorry."

They looked at me, his son was about the same age as me, but he looked more sad, the age crawled on his sideburns, and the sudden disaster made him look like Ma Liangguo ten years ago instead of him in his prime Own.

He told me, "My dad said you were a good boss...thank you."

I said, "It was too sudden, sudden death..."

"It's good that I didn't delay your business. Huh." This is Ma Liangguo's wife.

According to the death report, Ma Liangguo's cause of death was cardiac arrest, but the hospital did not give a clear explanation as to why he vomited blood.

I knew that this was not a sudden death, but that Ma Liangguo died for some unknown reason.

After that, I paid attention to the people who entered and exited the airport during that day, and reported that those people had more or less encountered evil things, and a very small number of them may have been disabled or even died—just like Ma Liangguo.

From twelve o'clock in the morning to 12:30, it's only half an hour, the last time I spend with my uncle at the airport.The elves completely disappeared from the airport, and Ma Liangguo, who I had the closest contact with, died suddenly on the spot.

And those voices—was it a curse?Is it uncle?

I didn't dare to think about the relationship inside. My hands trembled when I read the investigation report.But I know I have to go on, I need an answer - but what if Awaki really did this?

I was confused, but deep down in my heart, I seemed to have gathered an answer long ago.I am restless and stable, like a family member waiting outside the operating room, no matter what the final result is, I am ready.

I put the flowers under the coffin, and went up to take a last look at Ma Liangguo.

Someone stood up and said, "Long time no see."

"Yes."

"I heard... Su Qi has woken up."

"Yes."

"Can I..."

"You can't go."

"I just……"

I moved my eyes away from Ma Liangguo's face, and when I looked at Dong Zucheng again, I felt that this man's face had the same brilliance as Ma Liangguo's face.

The face of the dead.

"I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"Yeah, but... well, I just."

"I know you are guilty. But you and your wife have raised me for many years, and you and Su Qi are still somewhat related. I am grateful to you. So you can't see him."

"I just want to talk to him..."

"What are you talking about?" I asked him calmly, Dong Zucheng's gaze avoided my pursuit.He looked down at the uppers of his shoes.The uppers of the shoes were wiped clean, and the hem of the clothes was neatly wrinkled.This man was about the same age as Ma Liangguo, and they were friends with each other, but he lived a much happier life than Ma Liangguo.

I accept Dong Zucheng's introduction to Ma Liangguo, and I agree with Dong Zucheng's son's appointment in our company.

I promised to give them a sum of money every month, and I promised to give them a pension until the end of their lives.

I can accept many things, but I can't—"You can't meet Su Qi.

"What do you want to tell him? Victims don't want to hear the perpetrator confess in front of them."

Dong Zucheng's face became stiff: "Hey, Jiaxuan, you are very stubborn in this respect... Wasn't I just obsessed with ghosts back then? I also did it for the good of everyone. Who knows..."

"I don't want to know about the past. It's all over."

"Then you come here... I thought you wouldn't come. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I, your aunt misses you too." He rubbed his hands cautiously, carefully raised and lowered his feet toward me , with a flattering look on his face.His appearance is familiar to me. Since the business gradually got on the right track, he hasn't shown such a humble appearance for a long time.

I said, "You and Su Qi are relatives."

Like an ant on the water, Dong Zucheng grabbed the rice stalks at once, and his expression became proud: "Ah yes, I am from the same village as him. Although we don't have the same surname, but to be honest, I am his foreigner. Where's... grandpa!"

I said, "Then you know him well?"

"Ah, yes." Dong Zucheng's expression became hesitant.

"Then I need to know something," I said, "about Su Qi's—my uncle's—past."

Why do I not want Su Qi to come into contact with Dong Zucheng?

They had many reasons for a communication that was years overdue.

Dong Zucheng's heart knot has troubled him for many years. Uncle needs to know the truth of the incident back then. Aunt is a good and stingy person, but at least on a material basis, she will occasionally mention that the family left a "former bed" for Su Qi .

But I don't want them to have any contact. This resistance has been lingering in my heart since my uncle woke up.

I can't imagine Su Qi's expression after facing Dong Zucheng's family.What will happen to him?Smile, hesitate, cry bitterly, or complain, curse, and finally forgive?

I think Su Qi will embrace them no matter what, one by one, like a normal person forgiving his last family member.

As long as he still loves you and regards you as his family, the hatred and hostility in the past will all surrender in front of family affection.

And I don't want my uncle to have another family member.

What's wrong with me - I'm rubbing my face - like I'm jealous?This is really ugly.

I continued rubbing my face in an effort to be normal.

Su Qi smiled across the camera: "Jiaxuan, what are you doing?"

I said, "How's life going?"

Su Qi didn't continue to ask, he put his hand on his chin, turned his head to one side, as if he was thinking or pondering words: "Well, it's not bad, the weather is pretty good, the sun is very good... oh yes, the elves here are the same It's different in China, look—" Su Qi stretched out his hand out of the camera, and probably made a grabbing motion, and when he retracted his hand, I saw his pocket full of fluffy things.

"They're stupid, there are so many just by grabbing them." Uncle kneaded his five fingers, and I seemed to hear the elves begging for mercy like thin milk cats.

I tried hard to save them: "Well, there are quite a lot..."

"Pigeons abroad are stupid, so are the elves even more stupid?" Su Qi suddenly had other interests, he let go of the elves, and moved his face to the screen: "Hey, this is very interesting, Jiaxuan? So are you sure you won't come? Are you sure you won't come to see the elves? ——Look at me too, am I not cuter than those little things?"

Su Qi opened his palms and pressed his chin on top, smiling like a flower blooming towards the sun.

I smiled: "Well, miss you, you are cute. So can you tell me about your past?"

Su Qi was stunned by the sudden change of topic: "What, what do you know, do I live in another world? Then—"

I corrected him: "Dong Suicun, the place where you grew up."

"Oh yes, I know that."

"So do you remember what happened before you were nine years old?"

"Well, I should be able to remember. Do you want to hear it?"

"I think so, tell me."

I remembered what Dong Zucheng said to me: "This man Su Qi came to the village alone - I didn't say this, but the village chief told us. A child, not very old - how old is he?" Huh? I have to ask the village chief—hey, and then I found him and said, he is from my village and wants to meet his relatives.”

"Before this? No one knew—no one knew where he came from. Anyway, he had a certificate, and the village chief recognized him. In the end, when the seniority was counted, it was pulled on my head. My dad thought a lot at that time. It’s easy for a person to work, and there are many males. At that time, the most worry-free people in the countryside were males. Let him recognize his ancestors.”

"He can read! ... Although he doesn't do any farm work ..."

"Yes, yes, I remembered. He was ten years old, and he came when he was ten! Hahaha, I remembered."

There is always a reason for what happens, and miracles cannot happen without warning.

Since I can't know the most accurate information about the other world, I rely on my own strength and means to always grab what I can.

"I was nine years old... I was from Dong Sui Village at that time. Do you remember that mountain? I even took you to climb it. I knocked my head there when I was young, and it hurt a bit."

——So Su Qi, where did you come from before you were ten years old?

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