Chapter 42
Early in the morning, when Lao Yang came back from buying breakfast, a car just drove past him. His house was the innermost one in the Jinshuize community.
Jinshuize Community is an irregular trapezoid. The last row is connected to two uninhabited villas. The children of those two families have had accidents. The second to last row is their row. There are three households in a row. The two villas opposite the two villas have long been uninhabited. His house is not in a straight line with the two villas, but on a diagonal line.
They also wanted to leave at that time, but the family business was going downhill so they didn't move and ended up living like this.
Over the years, when I leave the property management, I will go to clean the sanitation and greenery of the back row. Occasionally, I will see young people taking the risk, but I have never seen anyone go there.
After breakfast, he curiously climbed to the third floor and looked over there through the back window.
"Old Yang, what are you looking at?" His wife washed the dishes and came out to see Old Yang sticking his butt out and looking back, very attentively.
"A group of people came to the building behind."
"Which building?" His wife also leaned on the rear window with him. Both of them had good eyesight. Although they had a little farsightedness like the elderly, they could see clearly.
As old people, they don’t have much to do on weekdays, so they just like to join in the fun.
"It's the family where the child was lost. That seems to be the woman from that family. After so many years, how did this woman come back?"
"Who knows? Back then, the child was lost and she cried every day. I even went to accompany her. Now that I'm back, is there any information about the child?"
"It's too far away. I can't hear what they are saying. It's a bit frustrating."
"They've got shovels. Are they going to dig something?"
"What else can we dig?"
Mr. and Mrs. Yang looked at each other, excited and nervous. If they really dug something out, no one would want to live in this house.
The spirit of watching the show is commendable. The old couple lay on the back window and watched for two hours.
There was only a high-pitched cry, and the old couple shuddered at the same time: "It's really dug out."
"Looking at that location, it should be the gate of the villa. How cruel! They let their own family step on it and never be able to be reborn."
"Who did their family offend that they hate them so much?"
"I was thinking of selling the house here to help my son's business recover, but now I guess it's even more impossible to sell it."
"I seem to see white bones."
"What a sin! I still remember how cute that child was."
The old couple diagonally opposite sighed.
Mr. Hua was crying uncontrollably at the door of the villa. Fortunately, his secretary was there to support him, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
A skeletonized child's body was dug out of the mud. President Hua shook off his secretary's hand, threw himself on the muddy ground, hugged the skull that had just been dug out of the mud, and burst into tears.
"Abao, mommy finally found you, my Abao." That kind of heart-wrenching cry was a mother crying for her child, her heart aching and she wished she could give her own body in his place.
Most of the time, it is women who make greater sacrifices when it comes to children, just like this couple. Mr. Hua has never gotten over the disappearance of his child, has not remarried after the divorce, and has been longing for news of having a child.
Her ex-husband cannot be said to be heartless, and he did what he could, but he soon let it go, reunited his family and had children. This is also human nature.
So this time, only Mr. Hua came, and only his mother cried for the child. His father might feel sad when he knew about it, but he would soon let it go.
In the inner world, Rong Zhou stood in the shadow of the villa hall, watching our child let go of his hand and walk out step by step from the shadows.
The child who had been hidden for more than ten years and cried every day now had a smile on his face. He was found and his mother came to pick him up.
It was a cloudy morning and it finally started to drizzle. The child was standing next to his mother. His mother was crying and he was standing next to her, laughing.
It was unknown how long it took, but his mother's heart-wrenching cries finally subsided. She took off her white suit jacket and carefully placed each of her child's bones in the clothes without anyone's help. It took her another hour to turn the soil over thoroughly, fearing that even a single bone would be missed, before she finally cleaned up everything.
The mother held the pile of clothes and bowed deeply to Wen Ci Qiu. Rong Zhou no longer paid attention to what happened next.
His soul returned to its place, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his home in the dimensional space. His two disciples were sitting not far away.
Liu Ze lazily lay on the table: "Master, are you awake? I haven't seen you for a few days, I missed you so much."
"Heh." Rong Zhou mocked back with just one word.
Yan Shiliu didn't say much and just sat quietly aside.
He ignored the two stupid apprentices and called Wen Zhezhi over: "Go and cook some red bean porridge for Sixteen."
"Hey, Master, what do you mean? I should be the one drinking the red bean porridge, okay?"
"Since you are so free, go and check out the little ghost you caught that night." After saying that, Rong Zhou's figure disappeared.
Liu Ze shouted dissatisfiedly: "How can I be idle? I am almost exhausted." Unfortunately, no matter how loud he shouted, his master could not hear him.
Rong Zhou entered the private residence built in his sea of consciousness. On the large purple rattan bed at the highest point, two little babies were sleeping soundly.
He first picked up Dabao and slowly fed her energy to awaken her: "Yaya, wake up. You've been sleeping for a long time. If you sleep any longer, you'll turn into a pig."
"Hmm?" Without opening her eyes, she hummed in a grandma's nasal voice and rubbed hard in Rong Zhou's arm.
Rong Zhou called for the second time and then reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Dad, Yaya still wants to sleep?" She said her request incoherently, with her big watery eyes.
"Yaya is three years old now. She is a big kid now and will go to kindergarten soon. She can't sleep in anymore." Rong Zhou used his big hands to rub Yaya's face back and forth, completely waking up the eldest child.
Putting the eldest brother aside, he went to tease the second brother, but the second brother was not as considerate as the eldest brother. The final result was that he returned to his dimensional home holding the confused Yaya in one hand and the crying Erbao in the other.
I threw Yaya to Liu Ze and immediately went to prepare milk powder for the second child.
Liu Ze held the well-behaved little girl in his arms and nudged the paralyzed man with his arm: "Am I right? As long as the two children wake up, the master won't even have time to get angry."
Yan Shiliu didn't say anything but just nodded. After observing for some time, he found that his master was in control of all matters at home, and he didn't want to offend his master.
Sure enough, I heard the master shouting, "Go and do what I tell you to do. Why are you just sitting there doing nothing? Take Yaya with you and let her get some fresh air."
Liu Ze stuck out his tongue and teased the little girl in his arms: "Do you know who I am?" When the master put the two children to sleep, he was still in the shape of a teenager. Now he looks like an adult. Yaya stopped crying in his arms. It was so good that she was abducted.
While teasing, Liu Zhe and Yan Shiliu walked out.
Yaya stared at his face for a long time, not knowing what she was looking at. She called out happily, "Brother Dashu, Brother Dashu, why have you gotten older? Should I call you Uncle Dashu?"
"Call me brother, how am I old?"
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Behind the walls of the Jinshuize villa complex are buildings for teachers' families, very old tube-shaped buildings housing many families. Even though Jinshuize is run-down, it's still a world apart from the tube-shaped buildings outside the compound.
The master asked them to find the boy they caught that night. He could only have gotten in through a hole outside the courtyard wall. In a corner covered by weeds, there was a dog hole that only a child could get through.
Liu Ze held Yaya in his arms, and Yan Shiliu held an umbrella for them. The two of them easily used their Qinggong skills to soar up, over the wall, and into the small residential building complex.
It was drizzling today, and the stench of garbage in the tube-shaped building mixed with the aroma of lunch was really unbearable.
The three of them were very eye-catching. Even if it was raining, people would take a few more glances when passing by them, just like a young master who had walked into the wrong set, holding a young lady, followed by a bodyguard holding an umbrella.
They walked on this road for a while and stepped into a few puddles, which made Liu Ze a little irritable. His face looked sour. He wanted to find someone to talk to, but when people saw the three of them, they quickened their pace and left.
Once again, he stepped into a puddle, which splashed on his pants. He couldn't stand it any longer: "Go back. Come back and ask when the rain stops."
Yan Shiliu had no objection to any of his decisions. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Yaya, who was in Liu Ze's arms, spoke up: "Uncle Dashu, there's a child crying."
"Um?"
Yaya looked around and found the source of the sound. She pointed to a few trash cans in the green belt, where there was still a lot of garbage outside. "There are children crying there."
On this gloomy rainy day, there were cries in the garbage dump. Yanagisawa was not the kind of person who would remain indifferent to audible cries, let alone the cries of a child.
The closer they got, the more pungent the smell of the garbage became. They walked around the row of trash cans and saw a crying child rummaging through the garbage in the garbage pile at the back.
Liu Ze raised his eyebrows and compared the child with the one he remembered that night. It seemed that he was the target he was looking for. It had been several days and he hadn't changed the same clothes.
"Hey, kid." This kid is much shabbier than when he was a beggar.
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