Shaking his head, Tuanzi said, "Uncle, Tuanzi doesn't know."
As she spoke, the doubt on her little face became even more pronounced.
The man, of course, understood the meaning on the villain's face, and felt somewhat annoyed:
"Hey kid, that uncle isn't a bad person, really."
They thought the villain didn't trust them, which was why he didn't tell them.
The little dumpling was in its own yard at the moment, so it wasn't so scared:
"Uncle, Tuanzi really doesn't know. Uncle, please ask someone else."
I haven't stayed in Ye Family Village for very long. If it were Gao Family Village, I would probably be more familiar with it.
The man was about to speak when the woman beside him stopped him.
"This child probably really doesn't know. Time is short, let's ask someone else."
Therefore, women are indeed much more sensitive than men.
Inside the house, Ye Wanying and Gao Dan heard their son's voice outside, as if he were talking to strangers. The couple went out of the room and saw a group of people turning around at the door.
"Son, what's wrong?"
The little boy, as usual, rushed over to hug Ye Wanying's leg when he saw her:
"Mommy, I'm asking for directions, but Tuanzi doesn't know either."
Asking for directions?
Where are they going?
The little guy naturally remembered the man's question: "Mommy, they were going to the abandoned cowshed. I really didn't know that, so I didn't tell them."
Ye Wanying squatted down, pulled her son over, and rubbed his face:
"Okay, Mom knows. Our little dumpling just doesn't know, so it's nothing."
Sure enough, the little guy laughed again.
Not only did her son not know, Ye Wanying herself didn't know where that abandoned cowshed was.
However, Gao Dan, a former resident of Gaojia Village, still holds a place in his memory:
“I remember that the abandoned cowshed was at the foot of the mountain, the same cowshed where Grandpa Hong used to stay.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying paused, looking quite uncomfortable. She had initially claimed that her forensic skills were all taught by Old Master Hong, but now she didn't even know where he had been. The truth had slipped through her fingers, and she couldn't cover it up.
Fortunately, although some things were not explicitly stated, this man had guessed what he needed to know.
"Aww, Mommy!"
Coming to her senses, Ye Wanying looked at her son's face and, sure enough, it was red from being pinched. "I'm sorry, son, Mom didn't mean to."
He quickly blew on it.
The little one didn't really feel much pain, just a reflexive howl, but seeing how apologetic Mommy was:
"Mommy, Tuanzi is okay, it doesn't hurt. Tuanzi is a man."
Seeing her son comforting her instead, Ye Wanying smiled:
"Yes, Mom's little man."
Gao Dan couldn't stand watching the mother and son being so affectionate and kissing.
“Those people weren’t from the village. They’re looking for the cowshed. Honey, do you think they might be…?”
Um?
Ye Wanying suddenly remembered something: Aunt Tan, Xiaoyu's landlady, had said she wanted to come and see the cowshed where Grandpa Hong used to live.
After all, the old man's body has not been found yet, and as his family members, we must be very sad.
If we could find the place where the old man was before he passed away, that would be some consolation.
But if it's Aunt Tan, the little dumpling will definitely recognize her.
Who exactly are those people?
Tuanzi watched his mother's face change, then looked at his father.
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