Considering that they had been from the same hometown for many years, Chen's mother went upstairs and knocked on Su Yan's door: "Master, I'm sorry, there is something in the village that I would like to ask for your help."
Su Yan came to the living room and looked at the three families sitting below: "Is the coffin at the entrance of the village yesterday related to your three families?"
Hearing Su Yan ask this, the three of them were even more convinced of her ability: "Master, you are really amazing, but their family should have two coffins, and a smaller one parked inside the house.
Master, I suspect our child's disappearance is related to these two."
Su Yan expected this: "Your child is not in danger for the time being. Someone come out and explain the whole story clearly."
Seeing Su Yan start to work, Ye Youqian thought that they had to rush back today, so he turned on the live broadcast in advance.
What's going on? The early bird gets the scoop. Why did the master suddenly start a live stream?
[Just now, a pop-up message on my phone said that the master had started live streaming. I thought I was seeing things, but it turned out to be true.]
[This might be related to the coffin I encountered yesterday. The master whispered something as he passed by.]
[The friend above makes sense. I was wondering why the master wanted to stay overnight in the village.]
Several people looked at each other, and one of them, who looked smart, stood up.
"We don't know the specific details. When the accident happened, we were out of town. We only heard about the whole process from our family.
This story began five days ago.
Aunt Sun likes playing mahjong very much, even a little obsessed with it. That day, she gathered the villagers to her house to play cards as usual.
Her son and daughter-in-law both work outside, so she usually lets her grandson and the children who come to her house play cards together.
But for some reason that day, her grandson kept crying."
Aunt Sun looked at her grandson who had been hugging her legs, feeling a little helpless. Although she felt sorry for her grandson, the card game next to them that was short of one player attracted her more.
The others also noticed her embarrassment and stood up to leave: "Auntie Sun, why don't we play together this afternoon?"
Aunt Sun hurried over to stop them: "Give me ten minutes, I will definitely be able to coax him. It's such a nice day, it would be a waste if we don't play mahjong outside."
She pulled her grandson away and took out his favorite toys and snacks from the house. The usually obedient grandson seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and could not be coaxed.
She gradually lost her patience and looked at the cellar in the vegetable garden where sweet potatoes were stored in the winter, when a brilliant idea came to her mind.
She put her grandson in the cellar and added snacks. "My dear grandson, you were very disobedient today. Grandma is very angry. I have locked you up here to reflect on your mistakes. When you realize your mistakes, Grandma will let you out."
In order to prevent her grandson from coming out to disturb her, she even pulled up the ladder that could be climbed.
Although the villagers did not approve of her actions, she had already come this far, and it would be too righteous for her to leave.
The four of them sat down smoothly. The sound of mahjong tiles colliding covered up the child's low sobs. Gradually, Aunt Sun had forgotten about her grandson.
They were going back and forth, and just as they were hitting the gear, suddenly a shrill cry broke out in the cellar.
The people beside him felt a little sorry: "Auntie Sun, the child is crying like this, why don't you go see him, we can just take a break."
Aunt Sun looked at the card game in front of her, which had a high chance of winning by herself, and waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, little one, stop crying when you're tired."
Then she seemed to be on a roll, winning several games in a row. He couldn't hide his happiness on his face: "Fortunately, I have a strong character, otherwise today's fortune would have slipped away."
The people around could only smile and decided not to play with this card maniac anymore, as she would get into trouble sooner or later.
At some point, the children's voices in the cellar became quieter, and Aunt Sun gloated to herself, "Children should not be spoiled too much. You should learn from my way of education."
Smoke from the village rose, and after seeing her family calling her several times, Aunt Sun reluctantly ended the card game.
She wanted to go to the cellar to pick up her grandson, but when she looked down, she was so shocked that she fell to the ground.
She opened her mouth several times before squeezing out a sound from her throat: "Someone come quickly, save my grandson!"
Friends who were playing cards and people who were eating at the edge of the village who had not yet walked far ran over. When they saw the situation in the cellar, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The child was lying on the ground with a purple face and a snake wrapped around his neck.
It is not difficult to guess from this situation that the child was strangled to death by the snake.
The brave men in the village went down to drive away the snake and carried the stiff boy up.
The boy's lips were cyanotic and his body was cold. He must have been dead for a long time.
The villagers hurriedly notified their grandfather who worked as a bricklayer in the neighboring village and their parents who worked in other places.
The child's parents bought the fastest train tickets and rushed back. After listening to the reason for the accident, the father looked at the child's grandmother as if she were an enemy, and the mother slapped her directly.
Looking at his son who was still alive and kicking before he left, Chen Zhicheng walked into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and was about to chop off his mother's hand.
When Aunt Sun saw her son coming towards her with a knife, she tried to run away, but was stopped. "When we were leaving, I told you that the child was still young and couldn't leave people's sight. I also told you not to play mahjong every day, but you didn't listen at all."
Aunt Sun kept begging: "Zhicheng, I am your mother. I really know I was wrong. From now on, I will never play mahjong again. Please let me go this time."
Chen's father and the villagers also stepped forward to hold him back: "Son, she is your mother after all. If you do this, others will poke you in the back."
Chen Zhicheng finally put down the knife and carried his wife, who was about to faint, into the house to accompany his son.
Seeing that everyone was blaming her, Aunt Sun felt that the fault was not entirely hers, and that the people who played cards with her in the morning were also responsible.
She found her poker friends and asked them for an explanation. They felt that since they were all from the same village, they couldn't make things too ugly, so they asked their children who were working outside to come back and discuss how to deal with the matter.
Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Chen's father took poison and committed suicide, leaving behind only a note: "Children, I am sorry for you. I will go downstairs to apologize to my grandson first."
Is this Auntie Sun mentally ill? Is playing cards really more important than her own grandson?
[She lived peacefully, while the child's grandfather paid with his life for the evil she had done.]
[People who are addicted to playing cards like this are not suitable to take care of children. They should live their own lives and not burden others.]
[Both the son and the father are dead. How will this family live in the future?]
The person who spoke patted his head and said, "Later, Aunt Sun came to us and said that she would put the compensation aside and asked us to go and keep vigil for her grandson for three days first.
We discussed it with several families and decided that it would not be appropriate to let the elders keep vigil for the younger ones, so we decided to bring our children to keep vigil for him.
On the first night of the wake, something very strange happened.”
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