Chapter 227

The voice was crisp and obviously childish, but it was clean and clear, and even if the words were full of vigilance and hostility, they could not make people disgusted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Looking towards the voice, I saw a thin boy poking his head out of the windowsill, apparently climbing up the tall old locust tree downstairs, and the fox blinked at this point, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

"The way you appear is so chic and interesting, kid, don't you think you should indicate your own identity before asking us?"

After being stunned for a moment to understand what Canghu meant, the young man's face turned red, and he immediately turned over and came in, but after standing still, he did not look at Canghu and Liu Yuanhua, but lowered his head and patted the dust that did not exist at all, and finally looked up at the two of them after a while, and at this time, his face could no longer see the embarrassment of the previous moment, and his expression returned to the severity of the first opening.

"My name is Xiaorong, and this is my aunt's house. Who are you? Why is it here? As he spoke, he looked Canghu and Liu Yuanhua up and down, and Xiao Rong's delicate eyebrows twisted up in confusion, "It's not like a traveler......"

Looking at this thin young man who came in without going through the door, Canghu didn't ask about his identity, smiled slightly and said to him and Pantuo: "My name is Canghu, this is Liu Yuanhua, we were entrusted by Ms. Huang Nian to help her deal with some troublesome things." ā€

Hearing this, Xiaorong's eyes lit up: "Troublesome? Is it a rumor-based thing? ā€

Canghu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Rumors? ā€

"yes, rumors that it's haunted. How? Aren't you here for this? ā€

Looking up at the ceiling slightly, Canghu smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Rong quietly, and said, "No, we are indeed here for this 'rumor'. ā€

No matter how cautious he behaved, Xiao Rong was a child's heart in the end, as soon as he heard that Canghu and Liu Yuanhua were here to solve the one thing he cared about the most, the vigilance in his heart immediately decreased by eight points, and when he learned from Canghu that they were personally invited by Huang Nian - of course, Canghu did not specifically say how Huang Nian "invited" - when not only the remaining two points of vigilance also quickly disappeared, he also took the initiative to talk to Canghu and asked if there was anything he could help with.

Canghu did not refuse Xiao Rong's kindness, and followed his words and asked, but the first question made Xiao Rong's originally firm and happy expression shake slightly.

"You call Ms. Huang 'Aunt Nian', so you are her nephew?"

His face darkened slightly, and he quickly hid this look, Xiao Rong shook his head gently.

"No, Aunt Nian and I are not related by blood, it's just that my mother and I have been taken care of a lot by her, so we ......"

Xiao Rong is an orphan, his father died before he was born, and his mother gave birth to him alone, supporting his weak body while working in the field, while trying to raise him, life is quite difficult.

At that time, the village was very poor, and everyone had no extra mind to take care of their orphans and widows, and Huang Nian, who had just started running a homestay at that time, and was relatively wealthy, helped them a lot, and then because of the vigorous development of tourism, the village finally became rich little by little, but unfortunately Xiaorong's mother could not wait until that time.

She couldn't afford to fall ill a few years ago, leaving Xiao Rong, who had just entered elementary school, to pass away.

Later, when the village discussed how to take care of Xiao Rong, Huang Nian, who had been in contact with Xiao Rong's family before, stood up by himself.

It can be said that Xiao Rong was almost brought up by Huang Nian.

It is said that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and Xiao Rong, who lost his parents at a young age, is even more precocious, he is more sensible than other peers, and he naturally remembers Huang Nian's kindness, although he calls her "aunt" in his mouth, he treats her as his mother and respects her in his heart.

"When I was young, Aunt Nian's business was the most important stage, and I was busy every day, but I still found time to take care of me personally. Now that I'm older, I also know that I'm still too weak to do too much compared to adults, so I can only come over to her often to do chores, clean up and so on, and reduce some of the burden for her, but when something happens, I can't help her at all......"

It's no wonder that Aunt Nian asked herself not to meddle in this side of the matter anymore, after all, she can only add to the chaos......

Thinking of this, Xiao Rong's mind involuntarily sounded Huang Nian's words.

-- We're not really related by blood, anyway.

Even if he just recalled these calm words, Xiao Rong's thoughts became extremely chaotic in an instant, his expression couldn't help but look a little bitter, and his voice stopped unconsciously.

Looking at his expression, Canghu changed the topic in time.

"We've just arrived here, and we don't know much about the details of those 'rumors', can you tell us about what you know?"

Suddenly brought back to his senses by this sentence, Xiao Rong immediately put away his somewhat depressed mood and nodded vigorously.

"Of course!"

Sad is sad, where he can help his aunt, he will still spare no effort.

So without even thinking about it, Xiao Rong told Canghu in detail everything he knew.

What Xiao Rong said was similar to what Huang Nian told Canghu, but there was more reaction from the village to this matter, and as soon as he talked about this, he was extremely indignant.

Xiao Rong said that since three days ago, when there was a rumor that someone had seen the bloody "person" - or "ghost" - in the toilet had been half exposed, a group of young villagers had "quarantined" Huang Nian here, and said those exaggerated and ridiculous rumors when they met people, but all the tourists who wanted to stay here were stopped by them and taken to other homestays, so Huang Nian Homestay, which had been doing business for more than ten years, suddenly became extremely deserted, and its reputation in the outside world began to decline slowly.

For Huang Nian, who runs a homestay for a living, this is definitely a bad change.

What's worse is that the reason why those young people dare to spread rumors openly, isolate Huang Nian, and seize her customers is because they are supported by the village party secretary, the village chief, and several village elders who are respected on weekdays.

In other words, this is almost an entire village teaming up to deal with Huang Nian.

Obviously, no one reached out to help her when she was at her hardest, but at this time, one fell into the well faster than the other!

Looking at Xiao Rong, who became more and more angry the more he spoke, Canghu thought for a while and asked, "Why are you so sure that these 'haunted' rumors are all 'rumors'?" ā€

Xiao Rong's answer was unhesitating and categorical.

"Because except for the first two days, there were no witnesses to the events that spread after that!" (To be continued.) )