Although these little guys are the oldest, the oldest one is only twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger one is five or six years old, it is really harsh when you beat someone. They even beat him up and greet him on the head and stomach. After a few strokes, Zhao Xiaosheng's nose bleeding profusely, and his whole face became swollen. Shen Bing and I were frightened. If we continue to hit like this, the children don't know the importance of it, so they must beat Zhao Xiaosheng to death. How much hatred is it? He is such a cruel move?

Shen Bing and I hurriedly reached out to stop the frame and drove them away. Seeing the adults interfering, the kids pointed at Zhao Xiaosheng's backbone and cursed before running back to the village.

Shen Bing went to help Zhao Xiao grow up. The child had a stubborn temper. He opened her hand and stood up staggeringly. He didn't know if he recognized us, so he stared at us with a hatred gaze, without any gratitude. I sighed in my heart that this child might have been influenced by his father and his personality was a bit weird.

"You're called Xiaosheng, right?" Shen Bing reached out to touch his head.

The child opened it again, glared at her, covered his chest and ran hurriedly into the fields south. Looking at his back, we felt curious, where is he going? Is it like Pang Furong's daughter, a child who has no father's care, steals things everywhere and refuses to go home?

I saw him running to a grave from a distance, kneeling there, shaking out all the things hidden in his chest, and getting far away, I couldn't see clearly what it was. It was probably a flower and fruit offering? Who was he visiting the grave? Logically speaking, even if his father died, he would still die in the Valley of Death. It was impossible for the family to know that it was his mother's grave, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Bing and I looked at each other, and with the same thoughts, I walked to the fields. When I arrived at the grave, I heard the child crying in pain: "Mom, mom, you said something..."

We felt sad. It was indeed his mother's grave. Zhao Chengshi might have died, and his mother was no longer there. The child has now become an orphan. Often, a fatherless child as old as him is the easiest to learn bad things. Alas, this is all the sins of Zhao Chengshi. Wouldn't it be great if he planted a few acres of land at home and enjoyed the joy of family life? But now, the family is ruined and the family is left behind, leaving a son alone and helpless.

Shen Bing squatted down before he was about to speak when suddenly a woman's voice came from the ground: "Xiaosheng, didn't I say I wouldn't let you come again?"

What's going on? My nerves immediately became tense. A woman's voice came from the ground in broad daylight. This ghost was too brave, right? But after a closer look at the source of the sound, the grave was actually a hill, made of bricks, with a vent hole underneath, and the sound came out from here.

The hill is a burial custom in our area, also called a tomb hill. Because there is still a traditional funeral custom of men being superior to women, men can be buried in the soil for peace when they die first, while women cannot be buried in front of men. First place the coffin in the tomb hill, and after the man dies, they will be buried in the soil and buried together.

But even the tomb mound is only put in after the woman dies. You can’t seal a living person inside. I was shocked and angry. This child is too unfilial. If your father dies outside and doesn’t come back, you will raise your mother? That one is buried alive, and it’s nothing different. It’s like a filial son, and it’s very sad to cry here.

I reached out and grabbed Zhao Xiaosheng's collar, threw him two or three meters away, squatted down and asked at the opening, "Is it my sister-in-law? I am Xifeng."

"Ah, Junior Brother Xi Feng is here, you...I..." It's really Zhao Chengshi's wife. She still spoke to me intimately, but after that, she choked up.

I touched my nose and thought, Zhao Cheng was doing something shameless and might not dare to let his wife know. My sister-in-law thought that we brothers had a good relationship. If you want to say that this woman is kind-hearted, she has met twice, and it can be seen from her words and deeds.

As soon as I was about to speak, Zhao Xiaosheng rushed back like a wild beast, screaming loudly, but was pulled by Shen Bing and pressed to the ground.

I frowned and asked, "Sister-in-law, what happened? Did Xiaosheng have such a temper since he was a child?"

The eldest sister-in-law cried and said, "This child has been stubborn since childhood. He has been bullied again these two days. He may have been a little rebellious. Don't mind. Xiaosheng, you don't know your uncle anymore. Don't go crazy, ah."

Zhao Xiaosheng was still struggling, but when he heard his mother's words, he surrendered and stopped moving. But when he looked at us, he was still full of hostility and he refused to call him uncle.

I didn't bother with a child, and asked my sister-in-law again: "Who sealed you into the hills?"

"Oh, it's hard to describe it." My sister-in-law said and started crying again. Don't listen to how sad he was. She sobbed and said to me: "Since Lao Zhao died (I forgot about this, Zhao Chengshi had pretended to die, maybe even his wife didn't know). My mother and I have lived a very hard life. Who knew that two days ago, a Feng Shui master came to the village. Lao Zhao was not dead, and he did all the bad things and buried a girl's ashes in his grave. This girl is from the village, named Gong Cuiruo, and she had been dead for more than a year. We don't believe it, the Gong family forced us to dig up Lao Zhao's grave and saw that there was no body in the coffin. There was really an urn, wuwu... we don't know how it turned out like this..." When we said this, we burst into tears, which made me feel very sad.

I thought to myself that this Feng Shui master was probably the one asked by the old lady. It was natural to say that someone would retrieve the ashes. It was originally a bad thing that Zhao Chengshi did and could not blame others. But he couldn't tell her these words. Until now, she probably didn't know that her husband was a villain who was worse than a beast.

"The body of my senior brother is gone, sister-in-law, you can't bury yourself here," I said.

The sister-in-law calmed down and cried and said, "You don't know. When Lao Zhao died, everyone in the village knew about it. But now the body is gone without any clarets. There is an urn in the coffin, which makes the villagers regard our family as a monster. The person who nailed the coffin cover for Lao Zhao said that the nails in the coffin had not been moved, and the body disappeared.

"The gentleman said that Lao Zhao had become a monster and ran out to hide the girl's urn in his coffin. It was a vicious evil technique of "prisoning a corpse in a coffin". He wanted to break the Feng Shui of the Gong family and the whole village. When the village chief and the Gong family heard it, they were very angry and asked the gentleman how to crack it. The gentleman said that Lao Zhao could not find where he ran to. Besides, the prisoner in the coffin was a female corpse. If he wanted to crack it, he would have to compensate his woman and seal it into the hill for 49 days. After coming out, he would wear mourning clothes to visit the grave for the Gong family's daughter. This kind of evil technique would be broken."

Oh, so that's it. No wonder Zhao Xiaosheng was chased by a group of children, and he regarded him as a monster. But what do children know? They are all encouraged by the adults? If the rural people are too easily fooled by Mr. Yin and Yang, if Zhao Chengshi's family was really evil, they would have killed the whole village. It was your turn to bury his mother alive in the hills and be chased by the children every day.
Chapter completed!