Qin Yafu had the opportunity to stay in the store, but she also knew that it was not a long-term solution, on the one hand, she was preparing for the worst, thinking about how she should say if the old man didn't have a phone, how should she move him to help go out and make a call, and on the other hand, she was also thinking about how she would make a call if he really happened to have a phone.

You must know that if Lan Haijun is alarmed, he will not be able to do anything to himself on the spot, but if he is excited for a while and runs away with her, it will be more difficult for Lin Zihang to find her, and Lan Haijun after emotional instability is something she has no ability to control, so the only thing she can do now is to firmly seize the opportunity, and only succeed and not fail.

"Uncle, how much is it in total?" Straightening out her thoughts, Qin Yafu no longer hesitated, she looked outside again while talking to the old man.

At this time, Lan Haijun had already straightened his waist and looked at this place fixedly, he should have cleaned up the garbage and placed the tribute.

"One hundred and thirty dollars. The uncle pressed the calculator with his index finger, quickly added it, saw the final number, quoted the price, and put the fake flowers and vases selected by Qin Yafu into two big bags that were set together, and put them on the counter.

"Uncle, you, do you have a phone?" Qin Yafu knew that she couldn't delay any longer, and asked as she took out her wallet from her bag.

"What phone?" the uncle was confused, and then reacted, "You said a public phone, right? There is a place to sell things at the entrance of the cemetery, and outside the gate, there are two card phones, since you want to use the phone, why didn't you notice it when you just came in?"

Why are the young people now so heartless? The old man lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Yafu's hand with money.

"Yes, I really didn't notice," Qin Yafu shook her head with a wry smile, and had to pretend to be helpless, "That, uncle, I, I want to borrow your phone to use it?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lan Haijun walking towards her, Qin Yafu's expression couldn't help but be a little flustered, her question was already a little abrupt.

"Oh, are you going to call?" The uncle heard Qin Yafu ask about the phone, and already knew what she meant, but he still didn't take it too seriously, took the money, and asked casually.

"No, no, uncle, please help me make a call on this mobile phone number, just say, I'm in the cemetery, and add 527 to the back. Qin Yafu was in a hurry, caught a glimpse of the black calculator on the counter, and hurriedly pressed a string of numbers.

"What's the hurry? I didn't make it when I came in, and I won't be able to fight again when I go out in a while?" the uncle didn't think so, obviously not wanting to meddle in things.

"I'm sorry for you, uncle, this is one hundred and fifty yuan, and you don't have to look for the rest, it will be counted as your phone bill for me to call!" Qin Yafu looked at Lan Haijun, who was getting closer and closer, and her heart jumped into a ball, and she had to try to pretend to be calm.

"Twenty yuan more, why are you giving me so much?Girl, you, what do you mean?" The uncle realized that something was unusual, he was a businessman with a greedy nature, but he was still uneasy about Qin Yafu's proposal for twenty yuan for a phone call, and this time he was really anxious.

"Shhh, uncle, I don't mean anything else, it's just just in time for the phone to run out of battery, and I can't contact my family for a while, I'm afraid that my husband won't find me, I'll be in a hurry, so I will trouble you, this is the call fee you deserve, please!"

Qin Yafu had no way of figuring out whether the old man had a communication tool such as a mobile phone, or whether he would make a call for himself for his own entrustment.

If the old man is greedy and black-hearted, for her, losing twenty yuan is a small matter, and there is no hope.

Take a gamble.

Finally, when Lan Haijun was still a few steps away, Qin Yafu finished explaining, she hurriedly walked to the door, turned around again, had calmed her emotions, and said goodbye to her uncle with a smile: "Goodbye, uncle!"

"Hey, you, you're ......"

"Bang", the glass door was closed, and Qin Yafu sent the things in her hand to the approaching Lan Haijun, "Do you think the yellow and white chrysanthemums I chose look good?"

"It's such a big place, there are only a few flowers in total?As for picking such a long time?" Lan Haijun picked things up.

"Everything is important to pay attention," Qin Yafu felt that she had made another effort, whether she could succeed or not, she finally tried her best, and her heart was a little calmer, so she simply deliberately picked a topic that Lan Haijun didn't like to torture him, "Sister Xiaolian is right, these things seem to look similar, but in fact, the workmanship of each flower is ......."

"How much is it in total?" Lan Haijun saw the old man in the small pavilion holding two banknotes in his hand, looking at them over and over, but it was also the usual action of the businessman after receiving the money, which made him feel relieved, but instead remembered the problem he had just neglected.

"Not much, you don't care, this is what I should do. Qin Yafu's original intention was to say that her relationship with Uncle Lan and Aunt Lan was so good, and they should pay as much as they wanted, but when they heard Lan Haijun's ears, the taste changed.

"Well, this is a filial piety that a daughter-in-law should fulfill!" Lan Haijun nodded with satisfaction, and then stopped paying attention to the things in the small pavilion, took Qin Yafu's hand, and walked back.

After the old man finally confirmed that it was not a counterfeit banknote, he looked back at the numbers on the calculator, and then looked outside at the two people who walked back to the tombstone, and the two people who knelt down devoutly, blinked their eyes and pondered for a while, although they were full of doubts about Qin Yafu's words, but for the sake of earning an extra twenty yuan, he finally took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from the drawer of the counter containing the money and pressed the string of numbers.

Soon, a young man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who?"

"Uh, I, I, who are you?" the old man hesitated, not knowing how to explain it.

"I? You called, would you not know who I am?" the young man on the other end was puzzled, and then, he reacted quickly, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"That's right, I'm selling incense paper," the old man patiently explained, "just now a fair-looking girl came to buy something, and she asked me to make this call, and she asked me to tell you, 'I'm in the cemetery,' that's the exact word, oh yes, and there are three numbers, yes, what's the point?"

Listening to the old man's chatter, Lin Zihang, who was anxious, really wanted to roar, "Lao Tzu is going crazy, how can I have time to listen to what you are talking about!" However, because he heard that the other party was not young, he was really embarrassed to explode directly, but took the phone away from his ear, looked at the screen, and planned to confirm the inexplicable call that was wrong, so he hung up.

But during such a short pause, the old man's sentence "I am in the cemetery" and the number he couldn't remember behind him made him stunned.

"Uncle, think about it, she said it's three numbers, right?" Lin Zihang calmed down and immediately asked.

"Well, yes, what's that?5, the first one must be 5, but the second and third can't remember, she just left your phone number on the calculator, and nothing else, alas, it's like a joint code.

Young man, I can declare first, I don't know anything, and I don't want to know, but I just saw that the girl was flustered and moved by compassion, and I informed you, if there is really something, don't trouble me......"

"Uncle, are the last two numbers 2 and 7? Think about it again, are they 527?" Lin Zihang didn't have time to talk nonsense with the old man, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked.

"Yes, yes, it must be these three numbers, which sounded strange to me at the time, young man, you guys, aren't you doing anything bad, are you? Don't involve me......"

"Uncle, you are there Longfeng Mountain, right?" Lin Zihang remembered that Lan Haijun's parents were buried on Longfeng Mountain, and he boldly speculated.

"Yes, that's right, I say, young man, did you hear me......?

"I know, don't worry, we're not bad people, uncle, that's the case, let me explain to you, it was my wife who just left you a phone, she was deceived by my rival because of some misunderstandings before, I was in a hurry, I didn't think she regretted it, it seems that she is still reluctant to me, haha, uncle, they all said that they would rather demolish ten temples than break up a marriage, thank you so much, when we meet, I will definitely thank you!"

Lin Zihang called his uncle sweetly, he was driving around looking for his wife, but now he just kicked the accelerator and went straight to the destination, he deliberately distorted the matter, otherwise, if he directly said that Lan Haijun had kidnapped Qin Yafu, he was afraid that the old man would refuse to help.

"Thank you, don't bother me. "The old man has little guts, he doesn't want to get burned

"That's not good, this is what you deserve!" Lin Zihang didn't dare to stop talking, and continued to discuss with the old man, "Uncle, I'm rushing to you now, but I have a worry, I'm afraid that they will leave before me, uncle, good people do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and I will trouble you one more thing......"

"Oops, my phone bill!" the old man was not happy, he only wanted to convey it, he had already done his duty, but he actually met a grinder, no matter how sweet his mouth was, but he was annoying enough endlessly.

"It's okay, uncle, the phone bill is easy to solve, I'll charge your mobile phone with a hundred yuan in a while, you can always tell me where your wife is, I'm very grateful, you don't know how miserable I am, my wife gave birth to twins, is crying at home, no milk to eat, I'm about to cry, thanks to your notification!"

Lin Zihang is now miserable and how to say it, hoping to win a little sympathy and buy more time for himself.