Lei Qianjun parked the car outside the courtyard and saw Han Ping come out with someone. Several of them had dew in their hair, and they had apparently been standing here for a long time.

"Waiting for a long time?"

Han Ping hurriedly shook his head, "No, we just got up." ”

Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun knew what to expect, but they didn't say anything.

Fortunately, the weather was neither hot nor cold, and even if they stood outside for a little longer, they wouldn't catch a cold.

"Let's eat first, and I brought you buns and flatbread, as well as eggs and beef. "This is all food that was stored in the space before, and it was steaming when I first took it out, but now the heat has dissipated a lot, and it is only warm to the touch.

Several people hurriedly welcomed Song and Lei into the house,

"Eat, we've eaten. ”

Han Ping nodded and took his younger brothers to eat. They also built a simple earthen stove out of bricks and tiles in the courtyard, and picked up some pine branches to make a fire to boil water. These people have entered the society early and have rich life experience, and at such a critical time, they will definitely not let themselves get sick by drinking raw water.

After eating, everyone tied up their filial piety belts.

Song Yiran had a straight face, his eyebrows and eyes were solemn, staring at the coffin and not knowing what he was thinking. The coldness of her body, as well as the faint leakage of murderous aura, several junior brothers saw that their scalps were numb, and no one dared to speak, and they didn't dare to gasp.

Han Ping motioned with his eyes that everyone should not stay here, and that the coffin should be tied to the log quickly.

"Tie it tightly, and I'll have to go up the mountain in a while!" The coffin had to be carried by four people, and the other two took a bench, and when they were resting, put the coffin on the stool, so as not to fall to the ground.

"The cloth on the shoulders is ready, right?" Carrying the coffin is a physical work, even if these people have never eaten a pig, have they never seen a pig run? The road up and down the mountain is not easy to walk, and if you don't have something on your shoulder, you will have to wear out a layer of skin if you can't go far.

The younger brothers hurriedly said, "It's all padded!" They didn't dare to be sloppy, if they wore out the skin on their shoulders, the work would not be done.

Lei Qianjun tied the filial piety belt around his waist, took two pieces of white filial piety cloth embroidered with the word filial piety, put them on Song Yiran's arm, and fixed them with pins.

He put another piece of white filial piety cloth in Song Yiran's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Bring it for me!" As long as he saw that Song Yiran was unhappy, Lei Qianjun's mood would also fluctuate, or worried, or sad, anyway, he couldn't be happy.

Song Yiran silently took the filial piety belt for him, and sighed, "Let's go!" She couldn't say what was going on with her.

After all, Old Man Song is not her relative, she is just an impostor, so she is not sad.

She was just angry, a nameless anger was holding back in her heart, angry at the unfairness of fate, angry at the hot and cold world, angry at the old man Song who died unjustly!!

But no amount of anger can solve the problem.

"Everyone, it's hard work!" Song Yiran bowed to Han Ping to express her gratitude.

Han Ping and the others were a little at a loss, and they were stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Let's go!"

Lei Qianjun and Song Yiran silently led the way in front, and the other people squatted down slightly, put the log on their shoulders, and gave a unified command: "Get up!"

The coffin was lifted steadily, and several young men were young and strong, and they didn't feel how tired this work was, and the two people behind them held benches and followed closely behind the coffin.

The journey up the mountain was not very easy to walk, and I rested a few times halfway, but fortunately I passed the customs smoothly.

Lei Qianjun asked the person carrying the coffin to change it from time to time, so as not to die of exhaustion and idleness.

Fortunately, the terrain on the north slope is not too high, and the trees are not particularly dense, so several people have successfully reached their destination with a lot of effort.

The coffin fell to the ground, waiting for the time to be lifted.

Song Yiran dug a small pit as usual, burned paper money for Old Man Song, and chattered: "Grandpa, you have been lying here for so many years, have you long been homesick? Today is a good day, I specially found someone to calculate it for you and take you home." ”

When others heard it, they all felt very sad. Han Ping was also very guilty, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

As soon as the time came, Song Yiran beckoned everyone to come over and raise the grave.

The tools had been prepared a long time ago, and a few young men obeyed the order and began to dig without a word. The small grave bag was very shabby, and it didn't take much to dig before it touched something. A few people didn't dig harder, they could only dig out little by little, and finally saw the white bones of Old Man Song.

The smell in the air was not very good, and Song Yiran's tears fell all at once.

Lei Qianjun was afraid that she would be uncomfortable, so he hurriedly hugged the person into his arms.

The mat on which the body was shrouded had long since rotted, and in the shallow grave, a white skeleton lay there on its back, unable to see anything.

Song Yiran sighed lightly, "You all go to the side, and I'll pick up the corpse myself." ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Ping and everyone were stunned.

This Song girl is too bold, can she do this job by herself? However, this is the request of others, so they naturally have no opinion.

Lei Qianjun only said: "I'll stay with you!" Song Yiran's intentions, he knew something, it is estimated that she wanted to conduct an autopsy to see if Old Man Song died of illness or was killed by someone. After all, when Old Man Song passed away, Ran Ran was still young, and maybe there was something she didn't know about it!

Song Yiran shook his head, "Brother Lei, I need absolute silence and secrecy on my side, and these people will rely on you to contain them." ”

Lei Qianjun no longer insisted, and took Han Ping and the others out nearly thirty or forty meters away.

Song Yiran sensed that there was no one around, so he put his hand into his pocket, took out the mask and gloves and put them on.

There was also a white sheet, which was also taken out by Song Yiran and spread on the ground. Then, as if by juggling, she pulled out some small brushes, small shovels, and the like from her pocket.

She doesn't have the professional tools of a forensic doctor, so she can only pick and choose what she can use.

Old Man Song's bones have been buried in the ground for so many years, and they have long fallen apart, and if she wants to piece together a complete skeleton, she has to be a professional like her. Besides, why did that Xu Ye dig up the corpse of Old Man Song? He also instructed Han Ping and the others that everything in the pit had to be taken away, and nothing should be left!

Old Man Song didn't have any funeral goods at all, they obviously had ulterior motives! What were they looking for? Or did even that Xu Ye not know what he was looking for?

That's where it gets interesting!

What Dai Yueshan is looking for, Song Yiran is also very interested! She wants to see what kind of good thing it is, so that he is so flocking, not only framed, plotted ~~ to kill, but now he is actually digging graves!

Song Yiran cautiously jumped into the grave pit and began to pick up the bones.

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