"Let's talk to her uncle...... I only got married here two years ago, and I don't know, I'm going to enter the house. The woman stood up with her pregnant belly and walked into the room, as if she didn't want to talk any more.

"By the way, what's her name?" I asked.

"Huang Yunlei." With that, the woman quickly closed her mouth, looked at me, and then hurried towards the house and closed the door. As if afraid that I would continue to ask.

This feeling, as if any more words are setting yourself on fire.

It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no problem here. How did Huang Yunlei die?

Even Xiao Qingwan saw that something was wrong: "She is deliberately avoiding the problem, what is the secret of Huang Yunlei, who committed suicide a year ago?" ”

"The statement of suicide itself is very perfunctory, who would not think about living a good life, besides, she has a son." I say.

Xiao Qingwan nodded: "You're quite smart." ”

"It's all taught well by the master." I said "modestly".

"Then should we go directly to Zeyi next and ask, after all, it's his mother's business, he knows a little bit about it, and there's no reason to hide it from us."

I shook my head: "I won't go at this point now, the people who went out to work are almost coming back, so we should hurry up and find a few more people to ask, so as not to get up early tomorrow morning and find no one." ”

The little ghost named Zeyi gave me a mixed feeling, and the overall feeling he gave people was very inconsistent with his age, and those bulging eyes seemed to be looking at others all the time. Maybe he really knew something, but my gut told me I couldn't ask anything out of his mouth.

It was getting late, and people who went out to work and go to school came back one after another, Xiao Qingwan and I found a few more people to ask, and everyone's reaction was the same as that big-bellied woman, secretive and unwilling to talk more. So I couldn't ask for any results.

It's funny, if they really don't know, it's like everyone knows. Obviously, everyone knows it, but they don't dare to say it. And it's not just Huang Yunlei's death, her whole existence is like a taboo.

It was getting dark, and we returned to the village chief's house, where everyone else had gathered in the hall, Zhuang Xingrui and the boy surnamed Wei.

"I was about to call you, and dinner will start in a while." Huang Wenyang said.

It's not too early for dinner in the city now, but it's a bit early in the village. Maybe Huang Wenyang was afraid of snubbing us, so he ordered the meal in advance.

Huang Wenyang looked at me and said hesitantly, "You went to the village to inquire?" ”

He is really well-informed, and Xiao Qingwan and I didn't ask a few people in total. This village is known to everyone at the slightest breeze? That's a lot better than my hometown!

"I think that kid is quite pitiful, so I want to inquire about his situation, by the way, why don't you send him to school?" I said.

"Then the child is not the material for studying, and he is expelled from school...... But I still have to read some books this year, and when the spring of next year begins, I will take him to other schools to sign up for a try......" Huang Wenyang said in a flickering voice, and walked out of the living room.

I glanced at his departing back, and he really "cared" about Huang Yunlei's affairs.

Turning around, I found that the kid surnamed Wei was looking at me, and I gave him an innocent smile back.

The dinner was quite sumptuous, and Gu Huang Wenyang said that he specially invited someone in the village who had worked as a cook outside to make it, and it was authentic...... Cantonese cuisine!

The only local flavor is the Shanlan on the table. The so-called Shanlan wine is made from Shanlan rice unique to the mountainous areas of the Li nationality. However, this wine was not made by Huang Wenyang himself, it was bought from outside, and it is difficult to say whether it is authentic or not.

The kid surnamed Wei sat next to me, and I thought that with his status, even if he didn't dislike food, he would at least open a separate table. I didn't expect him to be quite down-to-earth.

The way he eats is extremely gentle, and he is more regular than Xiao Qingwan. I don't have a little oil on my mouth!

Looking closely, I found that his skin was even better than usual, delicate and smooth, like a shelled egg, which was simply too good.

He turned his head to look at me, I looked away, and secretly slandered myself, a man looks like this, a mother is not a mother.

After dinner, I took a shower and went to bed early.

I'm combing through the results of today's inquiry. When I was questioned, I observed the reactions of those people, and their expressions can be roughly divided into two types: one is secretive and avoidable; The other is to try to hide, for fear of being seen. Huang Wenyang's reaction belongs to the second type.

This second type of people must have something to do with Huang Yunlei's affairs. If you want to figure this out, you have to find a way to get people to speak, and it will take a lot of work. Unless a breakthrough can be found.

As the night wore on, my thoughts went from sorting things out to worrying about my situation. Tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

In the past, I could basically sleep upside down, and I wouldn't lose sleep so easily, but since the Mid-Autumn Festival, it has become more and more difficult to sleep. For who knows that their lifespan is not a few days, it is estimated that they will not be able to eat and sleep as if nothing happened.

After squinting and lying for half the night, I finally gave in and sat up with my eyes open. I subconsciously wanted to touch my phone to see the time, only to remember that my phone was lost on a ghost ship. It's a pity to think about it, although the phone is not expensive, but you have to buy it again. Luckily, I can remember all the phone numbers in my address book.

Speaking of which, what is the purpose of the kid surnamed Wei coming here? Old man Ma said that his intentions would not be so simple.

I pressed the switch to turn on the light, but the tube flashed yellow and then went out. I pressed it a few times, but there was no response.

I'll go! It's broken!

Fortunately, the moonlight was bright tonight, shining through the window, and the room was not dark.

I got out of bed and went to the window, wanting to enjoy the moonlight for a while to dissipate my spirits, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of a figure walking alone in the village, under the bright moonlight, the slender figure was very familiar, it was a boy surnamed Wei!

Is this kid all day and night like this? Where is he going for the night? Look at his direction is very clear, it's definitely not that he can't sleep and wander around!

With my previous experience with ghost ships, I have an inexplicable fear of this kid's actions alone. The heart said that it was better to pretend not to see it and continue to sleep. He was alive and well last time, and this time it won't be anything.

However, I still can't resist the curiosity in my heart, and it may be that I am born with a latent sense of justice. The heart said that the two bodyguards did not leave the left green dragon and the right white tiger all day long, and the kid surnamed Wei did not let them follow at this time, which was definitely something unsightly. This kid has fine skin and tender meat, is it really okay to be alone?

Eventually, I went out of the room.