With a snap, the concrete floor cracked.

I was surprised and walked in and asked my dad, "Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

Dad ignored me, but continued to pick up the pickaxe and hammer the ground until the loess under the concrete was exposed.

Sweating profusely, my father sat back on the edge of the bed to rest, and suddenly said to me, "Close the doors and windows and lock them all." ”

I was surprised, hesitated for a moment, and locked the doors and windows of the house as my father wanted, and when I came to my father's room again, my father had already changed into a shovel and started digging.

My father had not recovered yet, and it was obviously difficult to dig the soil, so I didn't ask questions, so I quickly ran to the kitchen and got a shovel and dug it up with my father.

After about ten minutes, the concrete floor of my father's room has been pried open by us, and it is a mess, and after my father and I dug a pit two meters deep, I was already tired and speechless, and my father was even more out of breath.

But my dad continued to dig, and I didn't know what he was going to dig, so I used my last bit of strength, and after a few shovels, I threw away the shovel and sat in the pit with my ass tired and panting.

Dad also stopped, and after estimating the depth of the pit, he threw away the shovel and replaced it with an iron pickaxe.

Dad found the center point, lifted the iron pickaxe and smashed it hard, with a strange sound, as if he had hit something.

Dad pulled out the pickaxe hard, but the pickaxe seemed to have tripped over something, and he couldn't pull it out after pulling it out several times.

Dad tried a few more times, and I could feel that the dirt under my buttocks was a little loose with my dad's movements, and I was startled and ready to get up and jump out of the pit, but as soon as I stood up, the soil under my feet suddenly softened, and my body fell down and fell directly into the dirt.

"Ah——!h

I just fell a dog and ate a mouthful of dirt.

"Warm!"

Dad's voice came from overhead, and I spat out the dirt and replied.

"I'm fine!"

I looked around, but it was too dark to see, and I didn't know where I had fallen.

I reached out and touched it, and in addition to the dirt that had just fallen, there were also concrete walls?

It's strange, under Dad's room, there is such a big compartment?

After a while, my father dropped a flashlight, and I turned it on and took a picture of it, and I was shocked.

It's a secret passage!

At this time, my father also jumped down from above, still carrying a large backpack.

“…… Dad, this is a bomb shelter? ”

Aside from the bomb shelter, I really can't understand why there is a secret passage under my house.

Dad turned on the flashlight, looked at me, and shook his head, "It used to be a bomb shelter, but I changed it." ”

I looked at my father in surprise, and he didn't say anything more, but motioned for me to follow him and walk forward along the secret passage.

Although I had a question in my heart, I couldn't ask at all, and after walking more than 200 meters with my father, an arched stone door suddenly appeared in front of me.

Dad fumbled around the wall a few times, and then the stone door slammed open.

Dad walked in first, I cautiously followed, as soon as I stepped into the stone door, a musty smell came to my nose, the light of the flashlight was limited, I could only roughly see that this was a secret room.

At this time, Dad took out a lighter, lit something, and with a bang, the fire flashed, and the inside of the secret room instantly brightened.

I looked up and saw that there was a large kerosene table in front of me, and behind the kerosene table, there were three coffins neatly arranged.

Dad walked straight to the coffin, opened his backpack, took out a wad of paper money and yellow paper, and then kowtowed three times to two of the coffins.

I was stunned, and my heart was beating a drum, and I really couldn't understand what this whole thing was.

Just as I was hesitating whether to go over, my father suddenly turned to me and said:

"Nuan Nuan, come here, kowtow to your grandma."

I was taken aback and stunned for a long time.

Because, since I was born, I have never heard my father mention my grandparents, and I have never even seen the graves of my grandparents.

"Come here."

When my father saw me standing there in a daze, he shouted again, and I came back to my senses, quickly walked over and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times to the two coffins.

"Dad, this—"

I was about to ask my dad when he suddenly interrupted me.

"I know you must have a lot of questions to ask me, but now is not the time to explain, it is your grandfather and grandmother lying in these two coffins, you are so old and see each other for the first time, burn more paper money for your grandma."

Dad lit the paper money as he spoke, handed me a wad of it, I thought about it, or swallowed all the words in my stomach, since Dad didn't want to explain more, I asked again, it was in vain.

However, when I burned the paper money, I found that there was a stone case behind the coffin, and two posthumous photos were placed on the case, but the light was insufficient to see clearly, it should be my grandmother.

However, what surprised me was that the words engraved on the two spirit tablets placed in front of the posthumous photo turned out to be the spiritual seat of the ancestor Yu Shiguang and the spiritual seat of the ancestor mother Yu.

Strange, isn't my family's surname Blue?

I recalled what Song Qianxue mentioned before, and I was even more puzzled.

I burned all the paper money, kowtowed a few more times, and then stood up.

Dad was staring at the coffin next to his grandmother in a daze at this time, his expression obscure.

"Dad, whose coffin is it?"

I walked over and looked at the coffin curiously, there was only my grandmother's posthumous photo and spirit card on the stone case, and there was no third one, was this coffin empty?

However, my father exhaled faintly, reached out and stroked the coffin, and said to me:

"Nuan Nuan, here, it's your mother."