When Boshan, who was possessed by the child, heard the news and thought about what happened last night, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

However, when these things actually happen to you, the feeling is completely different!

"Xiao Hai? What are you doing?"

While he was in a daze, a crisp and slightly childish voice sounded from behind him.

Xiaohai is the nickname of Boshan's child.

"I didn't do anything."

Xiao Hai was obviously not in a high mood. A face suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes flickered at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Hey, this doesn't look like you? Have you heard? An old man was burned to death..."

The visitor is also a child of seven or eight years old. He wears an old navy shirt on his upper body, a pair of shorts on his lower body, and a pair of plastic sandals on his feet. He has big eyes with double eyelids and a somewhat wide mouth.

He is Xiao Hai's playmate Xiao K since childhood, and the two have a close relationship.

But neither of them knew why the adults in the village called him Little K. It wasn't until they grew up that they realized that in the local area, this was a derogatory name, equivalent to the meaning of a fool.

"Um!"

Xiao Hai dealt with it boredly.

Seeing Xiaohai listless, Xiao K suggested:

"Want to go and have a look?"

"What are you looking at?"

Xiao Hai was stunned and couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a while.

"It was an old man's house at that time! Aren't you curious?"

Not curious?

How is that possible!

The children in the village have been interested in this old widower since they were young. Of course, they are not only curious about him and the things in his house, but they are also salivating about the fruit trees in his yard.
Chapter completed!