"Mr. Xu is a smart person, I don't know what happened to him before, but Mr. Xu is a very good person and has helped the village solve many things, so it can be said that Mr. Xu is an omnipotent person." Lao Gao said.

"Anything? That's a bit exaggerated, isn't it? Xu Tian said suspiciously.

"It's no exaggeration to say that Mr. Xu can go to heaven and earth, which is what all of us have seen with our own eyes." Lao Gao said.

"Heaven and earth? Are you kidding me? Xu Tian said disdainfully.

"I'm not kidding, when Mr. Xu first came to the village, he made a glider himself, which made it easier for us to go out, and Mr. Xu also designed a set of drainage solutions for the village, which not only solved the drought problem, but also drained the waterlogging." Lao Gao said.

"That's what you mean! Mr. Xu has really made a great contribution to the village. Xu Tian said.

"Not really! However, Mr. Xu has rarely come out for activities recently, and we haven't even seen Mr. Xu's shadow for ten days and half a month, and if it weren't for the dead man, we wouldn't have bothered Mr. Xu. Lao Gao said.

"Tell me about the process of the case! When was the first time someone died under a table? Xu Tian asked.

"About ten days ago!" Lao Gao said.

"Wait, what do you mean? Can't you remember? Xu Tian said suspiciously.

"No, because when we found the body, the body was already stiff, and the skin color of the body was also discolored, and we don't understand it! So it is not known when the first person died. Lao Gao said.

"Has this been closed for a while?" Xu Tian asked.

"It's not that it's closed, but that almost no one in the village was at home some time ago, and there are very few fields in our village, and there is not enough food for the winter, so everyone went down the mountain to buy food and daily necessities for the winter." Lao Gao said.

"Even if that's the case, it can't be that no one is in the village, right?" Xu Tian asked.

"It is true that there are people left in the village, and the ancestor who watched the play is left in the village, and there are many women and children, but almost no one dares to enter the ancestral hall alone, and even women dare not come here in groups, let alone children, we only left the deceased alone to guard the ancestral hall." Lao Gao said.

"Why are only the dead left to guard? And if something happened to the deceased, it is impossible for his family not to notice it, right? If the deceased didn't go home for the night, someone from the family should have brought him food, right? Xu Tian asked.

"This ...... The deceased's name is Xiao Wu, he does not have a family, but he has a fiancée, but his fiancée's family did not stay in the village, Xiao Wu has indeed been eating and living in the ancestral hall in those days, even if Xiao Wu has returned home, no one may have seen him, because in this kind of place in the countryside, almost every family does not go out much in winter, not to mention that most of the people in the village went out to purchase at that time. Lao Gao said.

"That means you didn't find Xiao Wu's body until you came back, right?" Xu Tian asked.

"You can say that, but it's not quite." Lao Gao hesitated for a moment and said.

"What do you mean by that?" Xu Tian asked.

"I just told you, that ninety-two-year-old ancestor likes to come to the altar here to listen to the play, she has come almost every day since she suffered from dementia, it can be said that rain or shine, even if the ancestral hall is renovated, we will leave a stool for her." Lao Gao said.

"What's the story?" Xu Tian asked.

At this time, a middle-aged man who practiced singing came down from the stage, and he seemed to hear the conversation between Xu Tian and Lao Gao.

"This is my grandmother, I heard what you just said, if you want to tell this story, I think it would be better for me to tell it." The middle-aged man said.

"What do you call you?" Xu Tian asked.

"My name is Ma Huangscarf, you can call me Lao Ma. Regarding my grandmother's love of listening to operas, I have to start from many years ago. Ma Huangscarf's eyes began to turn red, and Xu Tian had already judged that this was a sad story.

"When I was a child, my grandmother was very fond of listening to operas, when my grandmother was fifty years old, because my uncle was very competitive, she was admitted to a university in the interior, and then my uncle stayed in a county town in the inland to work, and my uncle was very filial and took my grandmother and grandfather over. For as long as I can remember, I would go to my grandmother's house in the inland for a period of time every winter and summer vacation, and my grandmother liked to take me and my cousin to a small theater in the county to listen to the plays. My grandmother was reluctant to buy a ticket to go in, so every time she took my cousin and I to sit on the steps outside the small theater to listen to the play, and I remember that every time my grandmother sat on the steps to listen to the play, she was always happy, and she always had a smile on her face. But the good times didn't last long, and then the small theater closed down, and the only place in the county where you could listen to the play was the Cultural Palace, and my grandmother was reluctant to buy a ticket to listen to the play, and my grandmother had hardly heard of the play since then, and occasionally my uncle would buy a ticket for my grandmother, and every time I got a ticket, my grandmother would count down my uncle's money. ”

Ma Huangjin said a little too much, and there didn't seem to be anything related to the case, seeing Ma Huangjin's tears falling, Xu Tian was not embarrassed to interrupt him.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to express that my grandmother likes to listen to the theater very much, and then my grandfather passed away, and my uncle also passed away due to illness a few years ago, so I took my grandmother back." Ma Huangscarf said.

"A big reason why you picked up your grandmother back is because you can listen to the opera in the ancestral hall every day, right?" Xu Tian asked.

"You can say the same, but a big reason is that I want to support my grandmother in the village for the elderly, and of course listening to the opera also accounts for a large part, but I can't listen to the opera every day." Ma Huangscarf said.

"That's right." Lao Gao took over the conversation and said. "In the past few years, the village did sing opera every day, but then the singers left one after another, because after all, there was no money to be made from singing here, and everyone went inland to develop."

"In those years, my grandmother could hear the drama every day, and my grandmother used to be the women's director of the village when she was young, and the village had not been separated from Caogang Village at that time! Therefore, grandma's prestige in the village is quite high, and the villagers leave a best place to watch the show for grandma every day. Ma Huangscarf said.

"Is this the place I am now?" Xu Tian asked.

"Yes, then the troupe left, and no one sang for a while, and my grandmother was very lonely at that time, and it was from that time that my grandmother gradually became in a daze. But my grandmother still came to the backyard of the ancestral hall every day, and even if no one sang here, my grandmother would come here every morning to sit in the empty audience and look at the stage in a daze, until now. Ma Huangscarf said.

"In other words, your grandmother probably found Xiao Wu's body early, but her grandmother's mind is not clear, so she may not have told others, right?" Xu Tian asked.