"Ke'er, don't be rude." Grandma Joe stood up and walked to the kitchen. "You sit down for a while, and I'll go get breakfast."

After Grandma Qiao left, Qiao Keer strode up to Li Yanyuan and looked at him condescendingly with her waist crossed. "Li Yanyuan, what did you do to grandma?"

"That's how you talk to your husband?" Li Yanyuan hooked the corners of his lips and looked at her with a smile.

"Li Yanyuan! You...... Don't kick your nose in the face, grandma must have fallen for your ecstasy! Qiao Keer glared at him indignantly, and this guy's expression was terrible no matter how he looked at it.

"Breakfast is here, let's eat first." Grandma Qiao brought a pot of porridge and prepared some kimchi made by herself. "After eating, let's go to Aunt Liu's house to have a look, Aunt Liu's little granddaughter's body is still at home and has not been buried."

Smelling the fragrance of rice porridge, Qiao Keer was indeed a little hungry, and it was more important to fill her stomach first. The kimchi made by grandma is delicious, sour, spicy and crispy.

Qiao Ke'er picked up the spoon and drank two sips of porridge, and raised her head to meet the line of sight of Li Yanyuan. He sat in his chair with his hands lazily behind his head, his eyes fixed on her.

"Hey, what are you looking at me!" Being stared at directly, Qiao Keer felt uncomfortable.

Li Yanyuan didn't speak, his legs casually folded and changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to stare at her to eat.

……

After breakfast, as soon as I walked to the door of Aunt Liu's house, I heard crying inside.

"Grandma Qiao, you're here." Aunt Liu's face was ugly, her lips were white and haggard.

As soon as she entered the door, Qiao Keer smelled a strange stench, like the fishy rotten smell emitted by a dead fish.

"I've been dreaming of Tongtong coming back these nights, my poor granddaughter...... The child's mother is also crazy, I really don't know what to do......" Aunt Liu raised her hand to wipe her tears and pushed open the door of the main house.

There is a small black coffin parked in the middle of the main house, and there has been a saying in Laohuai Village that people who drown must be buried for seven days, otherwise something strange will happen to the family.

The lid of the coffin was only half covered, and the child's body was wrapped in a shroud, and the body was already swollen and began to rot.

Qiao Keer looked around, and she didn't know why, she always felt that Aunt Liu's house was very yin, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Qiao Keer felt as if something had grabbed her ankle, and a biting chill hit, and she instinctively stomped her foot to dodge.

"Ke'er, what's wrong with you?" Grandma Joe looked back at her.

Qiao Keer looked behind her, there was nothing, maybe it was an illusion just now.

"It's okay, I'll go out and breathe." Qiao Keer walked into the yard, and felt a little more comfortable with the warm sun shining on her body.

The location of Aunt Liu's house is just at the entrance of the village, and there is a very big old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and I heard the old man say that this tree has been hundreds of years old, and it is also the origin of the name of the old locust village.

There is an ancient well under the old locust tree, and Aunt Liu's granddaughter fell into the ancient well and drowned.

"What are you thinking?"

Li Yanyuan didn't know when he was standing behind her, and his sudden words startled her.

"I don't know why...... I always feel that Aunt Liu's house is gloomy and cold. Qiao Keer looked up at him.

"You're right." Li Yanyuan glanced at her lightly, walked to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, looked down at the stone tablet pressed at the mouth of the well, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"There's something wrong with this ancient well."