The old man's eyes fell on Ma Xiao, nodded for a long time, and asked Ma Xiao: "Who are you?" My son...... It's been more than half a year since he died, and you came to ask him what he wanted to do at this time? ”

Ding Sijia couldn't bear it anymore, took out her mobile phone with one hand, flipped out Su Xiuping's photo, walked over and handed it to the old man, and asked the old man: "Look at the old man, the Su Xiuping we are talking about is this person, it should have nothing to do with the old man, right?" ”

The old man squinted his eyes for a long time, and then rolled his eyes and said, "Why is it okay?" That's the picture of my son! If you don't believe it, go to his house and look at it, and this is the picture hanging in his house! ”

Ding Sijia suddenly opened her mouth wide and looked at Ma Xiao.

Ma Xiao was also surprised, and blurted out to the old man: "But...... The old man just said, "Your son is dead?" ”

"My son is dead, it's been more than half a year since he died, who can joke about this?"

The old man gradually became sad, too lazy to talk nonsense with Ma Xiao Ding Sijia again, turned around to go into the house, and Ma Xiao hurriedly followed.

"The old man said that there is a photo of Su Xiuping, let's take a look, okay?"

"It's in his bedroom, you have to see for yourselves!" The old man casually pointed to a door on the side wall, "I don't know who you are, but...... It doesn't matter who it is, my son is dead, and my wife is also dead, so why am I the only one alive? ”

He left Ma Xiao and Ding Sijia and Song Qiaoqiao and went directly into the bedroom inside.

Ma Xiao felt a little compassion in his heart, it was estimated that there was only one son in this family, but as a result, the son died suddenly, and the old woman couldn't live, and then died, so now only the lame old man is left.

He pondered in his heart, turned his face to Ding Sijia, and asked her quietly, "Do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

"Let's go inside!" Ding Sijia gritted his teeth, "I still don't believe it, Su Xiuping just sent me a message, how can he be dead for more than half a year!" ”

When she said this, she couldn't help but turn around and ask Song Qiaoqiao, "What do you say, Miss Song?" ”

Song Qiaoqiao's face was already a little pale, but she could only smile and say, "It's definitely impossible, otherwise...... Who arranged for me to entertain Miss Ding! ”

"Then let's go in and have a look!" Ma Xiao said, stretched out his hand and pushed open the bedroom door next to him.

It was a small bedroom, and there was a damp and moldy smell in the bedroom, which seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time.

But Ma Xiao didn't have time to carefully look at the layout of the furnishings in the room, and a large photo hanging on the wall facing the door had already made Ding Sijia, who was standing at the door and looking around, exclaim directly.

It was an enlarged black-and-white photograph, with a strip of white gauze hanging from the top of the frame on which it was mounted, and the gauze was tied in the middle in the shape of a flower.

Obviously, this is a posthumous portrait, and looking at the old color of the gauze, it has been hanging for at least half a year.

"Impossible! No way! It's impossible! ”

Ding Sijia trembled, finally took out her mobile phone, flipped out a headshot in the album, only glanced at it, her hands and feet trembled and she couldn't stand, and when she reached out to hold the door frame, the phone fell to the ground with a "snap".

Ma Xiao bent down to pick up Ding Sijia's mobile phone, and when he saw the photo that Ding Sijia turned out, he couldn't help but feel cold.

It was a color headshot, and the photo showed a young man with a smile, handsome features, and a good temperament.

Sure enough, as the old man said, this color headshot is exactly the same as the posthumous photo hanging on the wall.

It's just that one is in color and the other is black and white.

However, this is easy to explain, because the posthumous photo can only be black and white, and it is estimated that the Su family found this headshot after their son's death and went to the photo studio to wash it in black and white.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? This is obviously a photo that Su Xiuping sent me at the beginning, why did it become a posthumous image? Why? Why? ”

Ding Sijia muttered such a sentence over and over again, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a nightmare.

Ma Xiao was actually equally shocked, as Ding Sijia's most trusted person, he knew very well that Ding Sijia had only started to contact Su Xiuping five months ago.

But if Su Xiuping has really been dead for more than half a year, doesn't that mean that the person who chatted with Ding Sijia online from the beginning is not a living person, but a dead person?

This thought was too scary, Ma Xiao saw Ding Sijia staggering, and even Song Qiaoqiao turned pale with fright, and hurriedly supported Ding Sijia with one hand, while turning his head to ask Song Qiaoqiao.

"Miss Song, what do you think is going on? We follow ...... Su Xiuping has never met, but since you are Su Xiuping's secretary, tell me, why is Su Xiuping's photo hung on the wall as a posthumous portrait by this family? ”

"This ...... I don't know! Song Qiaoqiao cried with a sad face, looking like she was about to cry, "I'm not Su Gongzi's secretary either, it's just ...... It's just ......"

"Just what?" Ma Xiao asked.

Song Qiaoqiao bit her lip, and only hesitated for a long time to say, "I don't know...... How to say, though...... Isn't Miss Ding able to contact Su Gongzi at any time? Why don't you ask Su Gongzi right away, what's going on? ”

A sentence reminded Ding Sijia, and he couldn't help nodding his head again and again, and said, "Yes, I'll ask him what's going on now!" I'll call him now! ”

Ma Xiao hurriedly handed the phone back to her, and Ding Sijia dialed the number while walking out of the house.

Ma Xiao and Song Qiaoqiao also stood very uncomfortable in the house, and they hurriedly followed out, standing outside the door of Su's house, watching Ding Sijia make a phone call.

Every time Ding Sijia dialed this number before, although "Su Xiuping" never answered, this number must be connected, and Su Xiuping would send it immediately after hanging up> but this time, there was a prompt sound from the mobile phone: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check and dial later!" ”

Ding Sijia was stunned, but she didn't give up, she had already memorized this number, so she put aside the phone book and directly entered the number to dial again.

There is still a prompt sound in the mobile phone: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check and dial later!" ”

"No way, no way!" Ding Sijia screamed out, and soon opened the > every time she sent a message to Su Xiuping, no matter what time it was, Su Xiuping would always reply to her within a minute, as if Su Xiuping didn't have to work or sleep, just waiting for her message every day.

But this time, Ding Sijia sent a message, and it took a long, long time,

There was no movement.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Ding Sijia screamed again, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Qiaoqiao.

"What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? You are Su Xiuping's secretary, you tell me what the hell is going on? ”

Her screams spread far away, and the lame old man of the Su family did not come out to investigate, but several neighbors next to her opened the door one after another, standing at the door to probe their brains.

"Miss Ding, calm down! You ask me, and I don't know what's going on! ”

Song Sijia's face was pale, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Ma Xiao can understand Ding Sijia very well, but he can't understand Song Qiaoqiao.

Because since Song Qiaoqiao was arranged by Su Xiuping to entertain Ding Sijia, even if she is not really Su Xiuping's female secretary, at least she should know Su Xiuping very well.

In other words, even if everyone says that Su Xiuping is dead at this moment, she can completely take it as a joke!

But Song Qiaoqiao's appearance at the moment is as pale and frightened as Ding Sijia, so Ma Xiao can't help but wonder, has Song Qiaoqiao never seen Su Xiuping?

The reason why she came to receive Ding Sijia was also entrusted by a netizen named "Su Xiuping"?

This thought was extremely scary, and Ma Xiao couldn't help but shudder.

But he is a big man, especially in front of the girl he likes, he must not show his cowardice and weakness.

So he straightened his waist, grabbed Ding Sijia's shoulder with one hand, and said to Ding Sijia in a low voice: "Sijia, calm down, although ...... I don't know exactly what's going on, but ...... Miss Song is still here, and that Su Xiuping on the Internet did send you 30,000 yuan! Therefore, Su Xiuping in this village and Su Xiuping on the Internet are definitely not the same person! Let's wait, maybe that Su Xiuping on the Internet has something to do now, and he will be able to send you a message back later? ”

Ma Xiao didn't think so in his heart, but he couldn't help but say so.

Ding Sijia listened to his soft voice to soothe, raised her head again to look at the full sunshine, and finally quieted a little.

Ma Xiao said a few more words in a soft voice, which allowed the two equally frightened girls to accompany each other, and he walked away by himself to inquire about the situation of the Su family with the nearby neighbors.

It turned out that the Su family had a pair of children in the past, but the daughter died of illness when she was seven or eight years old, and finally raised her son and provided for her son to go to college, but in the second year of graduation and work, he died of a very sudden illness.

The woman of the Su family couldn't bear this blow, and she died two months later. Now there is a man from the Su family left, and he is a little lame, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is better off than dead now.

However, hearing about these situations does not prove that the Su Xiuping on the Internet and the dead Su Xiuping are not the same person, but Ma Xiao feels more and more uneasy and frightened in his heart.

But he couldn't show his uneasiness and fear, so he could only tell Ding Sijia as if nothing happened, these villagers were vague and couldn't speak clearly.

Ding Sijia's heart was already in a mess, and she turned to look at Song Qiaoqiao, but saw Song Qiaoqiao pursing her lips and looking left and right, obviously hating to leave this place quickly.

(See Chapter 369 "Pondering and Fearing")

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