Chapter 272: The Cobbler Who Committed Suicide

Although it is not clear how the child got into trouble with evil things, one thing is certain, it is impossible for such a big child to take the initiative to provoke dirty things, most of them are related to adults, so the child's family is very suspicious.

According to my experience during this time, most of the newborn babies are yin and yang, the physique is yin, and the soul is unstable.

Sister Zhao simply made a few dishes, Lao Ren invited me to dinner, and poured me a cup of liquor, I said that I came to do business and couldn't drink, Lao Ren didn't force me to drink, Sister Zhao admired my approach very much, dispelled the previous dissatisfaction.

I inquired in detail about the birth of the child, mainly asking if I had ever taken the child to a place with heavy yin qi.

Sister Zhao recalled that the child was born by caesarean section in the hospital, and the doctor said that the indicators were very good and very healthy when he was born, and the doctor let him out after staying in the hospital for a week, and the child's mother was taken back to his hometown in Shijiazhuang to do confinement, and the child was brought back by Sister Zhao to feed with milk powder, because the child who was less than three months old was not taken out according to the rules, and it was impossible to contact any yin place.

The hospital is a place with heavy yin qi, I thought about it and asked when the child started like this, and Sister Zhao said that it was half a month ago.

The child is now more than two months old, and it has only started to be like this for half a month, which means that it has nothing to do with the hospital, and the hospital can be ruled out as a place with heavy yin qi.

I asked Sister Zhao to carefully recall if anything special happened half a month ago, and Sister Zhao thoughtfully recalled it and shook her head.

At this time, Lao Ren seemed to think of something, put down the wine cup and said: "Lan Fang, I remembered when Master Luo asked me like this, something really strange happened in our building half a month ago, you forgot, the ...... who lives on the top floor." ”

Sister Zhao was stunned, and her brows furrowed: "You said that Lao Guo, who lives on the roof of the building, hanged himself?"

Lao Ren nodded, and Sister Zhao said unhappily: "What does this have to do with our grandson, you are blind to contact." ”

Lao Ren scratched his head and said: "Master Luo, didn't this let us recall what special things happened during this time, this matter is also counted, and I heard that the person who committed suicide was angry, and the house he lived in became a murderous house, isn't it the place where Master Luo said that the yin qi is heavy, Master Luo, is this counted?"

"It's all in the same building, it's the same piece of land, and it's counted. I nodded and asked, "Who is this old Guo?"

Sister Zhao said: "Lao Guo is in his sixties, is a shoemaker, barely making a living by setting up a shoe stall near the community, he has three children, all of whom have married and worked in the field, and rarely come back to see him during the New Year's holidays. ”

I thought for a while and asked, "Does this shoemaker Lao Guo have anything to do with the children and you?"

Sister Zhao said: "Although I live in a building, I don't have any intersection, that is, I occasionally go to him to talk to him when I mend my shoes, lukewarm, Lao Guo is not very willing to chat and is boring, I can nod and say hello when I meet him in the corridor, that's all, and Lao Guo's reputation is not good, so I don't have any good friends, Master Luo, do you suspect that my grandson's crying at night has something to do with Lao Guo?"

I can't answer Sister Zhao's question, although the suicide of the resident on the top of the building has made the house and this building a place with a heavy atmosphere, but there is no contact between the child and Lao Guo, and it is difficult to judge whether it is related to this incident.

At this time, Lao Ren suddenly trembled, spilled all the wine in the wine cup, he seemed to remember something, his expression was grotesque, sluggish, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

Sister Zhao frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, old man, high blood pressure again?"

Lao Ren wanted to speak and stopped, feeling that he had something to say, but he didn't know where to start, Lao Ren's constipation state remained for a long time, and then he said: "Will it be related to what I did last time, if so, then I really hurt my little grandson." ”

Sister Zhao hurriedly asked what was the matter, and I also frowned and stared at Lao Ren, waiting for him to continue.

Lao Ren talked about what was going on, one day half a month ago, that is, the day Lao Guo committed suicide, Sister Zhao went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, temporarily handed over her grandson to Lao Ren, and saw that the sun was good outside, so Lao Ren took the sheets in the washing machine to the roof to dry.

Lao Ren had no choice but to hold the child in one hand and go to the roof with a basin to dry the sheets in the other.

When Lao Ren arrived at the top of the building, he saw Lao Guo sitting on the maza in a daze, and looked up at the sky with half-squinted eyes, Lao Guo had a little cataract, looking at the whites of his eyes, and it was strange and scary, Lao Ren went to say hello, but Lao Guo didn't pay attention to him, he walked away to dry the sheets in a funny way.

The sheet was so big, Lao Ren couldn't dry it with one hand, so he had no choice but to ask Lao Guo for help, hoping that Lao Guo would help him hold his grandson and let him dry the sheet first.

Lao Guo reacted and nodded in agreement.

Lao Ren handed the child into Lao Guo's hands, Lao Guo took the child and hugged it in the crook of his arm, stared at the child with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "I also have a grandson, and I have just been born." ”

Lao Ren said with a smile while drying the sheets: "That's a coincidence, we have grandchildren at the same time, the children are the same age, and they can be playmates in the future, by the way, why don't you see your son bring his grandson to see you?"

Lao Guo sighed and did not answer.

Lao Ren didn't care about the sheets, but he vaguely heard Lao Guo muttering something there, Lao Ren recalled carefully and said: "Lao Guo's voice is very low, his mood is very lost, I have repeatedly heard words such as pity, I can't be a playmate, it's all my fault." ”

Lao Ren took the child back after drying the sheets, now looking back on Lao Guo was a little reluctant at that time, there were even tears left in the corners of his eyes, Lao Ren asked what was wrong, Lao Guo said that his eyes were uncomfortable in the sun and shed tears, and then he didn't speak, picked up Mazha and sighed into the corridor, and it didn't take long for the door to close.

Lao Ren didn't care about this little thing at all, and soon forgot about it.

At night, a neighbor went to the roof to collect clothes, passing by Lao Guo's window, because the curtains were not closed, he subconsciously looked inside, only to see Lao Guo hanging on the ceiling fan with a sheet, his head hung down, and his body was hanging like a sausage and swinging gently.