When the staff of the relevant departments arrived, Wen Qing and Qiao Yan told them how the tomb was discovered.

The staff was amazed and thanked again and again.

After the handover, Qiao Yan returned to her fortune-telling booth.

It turned out that the stall had been surrounded by the villagers on three floors inside and three layers outside.

Qiao Yan and Chu Bangyue almost failed to squeeze in.

As soon as the villagers saw Qiao Yan, they immediately rushed forward.

"Little girl, you can help me calculate when my daughter-in-law will be able to conceive a child, I can give you ten catties of rice!"

"And me, help me calculate how old I have to be to marry a daughter-in-law!"

"You two line up later, I'll come first, girl, I want to know if my man is looking for a woman outside, and now I'm getting more and more impatient with our mother!"

"Girl, can you please help me calculate how my youngest son is doing in the army, he hasn't called home for two years. Girl, you can take whatever you want with the rice and vegetables at home. ”

The villagers were noisily pushing and shoving, Qiao Yan frowned impatiently, "Please be quiet, fortune telling pays attention to fate, if there is no fate, even if it is calculated, it will affect the fortune." ”

When she said this, the villagers immediately shut up and took a step back.

A villager asked, "Girl, how do you know if you have a relationship?" ”

"I'll judge." Qiao Yan sat down and looked at an old man standing on the side, "Uncle, come here." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, walked quickly, and sat opposite Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan looked at him for a while and said, "You have two sons, and the age difference is three years. Five years ago, the eldest son ...... Untimely death. The second son has been guarding the frontier, and the last time he returned home was four years ago. Is that right? ”

Suddenly mentioning the deceased eldest son, the old man was silent, lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Then, he nodded: "Yes." ”

Qiao Yan handed over two tissues and said in a soft tone: "Uncle, your youngest son can't contact you for the time being because of work. But he's all right now, and he'll be in touch with you within three months at the latest, so you can just wait. ”

"Huh!" After receiving this reply, the old man was very excited, and immediately stood up and bowed to Qiao Yan, "Girl, thank you!" ”

Qiao Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the old man, and said seriously: "Uncle, we should thank you for cultivating two such excellent sons." You live alone, take care of your health, and give your son a small home that he can return to at any time. ”

[Woo woo has glass beads in his eyes, this old man is so old, and his son is still defending the country, woo woo woo is really sad! ] 】

[The heroes of our country must be safe, please! 】

[There is really no quiet time, if there is, someone is carrying the weight for us! ] 】

[I suddenly feel that I am so guilty of not studying well, why should I enjoy a stable social environment and have fun all day long!] I'm going to read the book all night, and I can't let the heroes protect the people who are the scum of society! 】

[Can I get a donation channel?] They want to sponsor these families, they are working too hard. 】

The villagers all knew about this old man's situation and knew that his youngest son was a hero.

However, they didn't know that the eldest son of the old man, who died young, died in an undercover operation.

While closing the net, there was a sudden accident, and the crime boss sensed that something was wrong and immediately retreated.

Just when the operation was about to fail, the uncle's eldest son pounced on the crime boss.

In an instant, the fire shook the sky......

In order to ensure the safety of his family, the hero hid his identity until his death.

Except for his immediate family, everyone else thought he died of illness.