Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Both of them could feel each other’s…
The cold rain wet my clothes, and I could feel the cool touch of the water droplets seeping through the fabric into my skin.
The cool touch conveyed by the senses is just an illusion; human skin has temperature.
When Jiang Ling hugged Song Guanshu's waist, both of them could feel each other's temperature, the burning, scalding temperature that did not belong to their own.
The spring rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was gradually getting darker, but it didn't seem as cold as when the raindrops first fell.
The two returned home in a state of embarrassment.
After serving dinner to the whole family, Li Jun lay down on the kang. She heard the sound of a door opening outside, so she stood up and looked out the window. She saw the couple next door coming home at such a late hour that she couldn't help but curl her lips. She didn't know where they had been fooling around.
The clothes soaked by rain stuck to his body, but Song Guanshu was fine, as the men's clothes were made of thick material and nothing could be seen.
Jiang Ling loves beauty, so she changed into a thin spring shirt early on. The shirt stuck to her body and outlined her figure, revealing her good figure hidden under the loose clothes.
Song Guanshu only took a glance and quickly looked away, "Change your clothes first."
While Jiang Ling was changing clothes, he added some firewood to the stove. They both got caught in the rain and needed a hot bath.
Jiang Ling was in such a hurry to change her clothes that she didn't notice that she was on the verge of exposing herself.
She quickly changed her clothes in the bedroom and went to change Song Guanshu.
At that time, Song Guanshu was sitting in front of the stove in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"I'm done changing, you go ahead."
The water in the pot was almost boiling. Song Guanshu took a basin of hot water and went to the bedroom to wash himself clean.
He washed and changed his clothes very quickly. Before Jiang Ling could even warm up the stool, he came out with a towel in his hand and his hair dripping wet.
There was a fire burning in the stove. Sitting around the stove, you would feel warm and comfortable.
Song Guanshu helped Jiang Ling move the basin and thermos filled with hot water to the bedroom. Jiang Ling's bathing wastes water, and she has long hair, so she needs at least two basins and a thermos of hot water to bathe.
Song Guanshu asked for her opinion before entering the kitchen, "Let's just cook some noodles tonight and make do with it."
After a busy day, Jiang Ling didn't feel like having a big meal, so a simple meal would do.
"No problem. Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Ling felt uncomfortable with her wet hair, so she washed her hair first, squeezing the shampoo into her palms. She squinted her eyes and didn't notice that the texture of the shampoo was very different from usual.
When she applied the shampoo in her hand to her hair, she felt something was different and there was a strange smell.
The smell became stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but vomit.
Song Guanshu, who was cooking, heard the noise and stood by the bedroom door and asked, "What happened? Are you feeling unwell?"
There is a curtain hung on the window next to the door for covering. The curtain is hung when the two of them take a bath, and is usually lowered.
"This shampoo smells bad." As she was speaking, she smelled the smell on her hair and groaned again.
“Why does shampoo smell bad?”
"How would I know?" Jiang Ling was already angry because her hair was stained with stench. When she heard his questioning tone, she was immediately furious and her tone became heavier. "It was normal when I used it two days ago." Song Guanshu, who was standing by the door, was silent for two seconds, and then said, "Maybe it accidentally got stained with some dirt and went bad. Is there enough water in the room? I'll boil another pot."
Jiang Ling hummed in a sullen voice, "Not enough."
The hot water in the pot was originally intended to be used to cook noodles, but now it was not enough to wash her hair.
"The water is boiling. I'll put the hot water by the door. You open the door and get it yourself? I won't look back."
"No need." It wasn't time to take off clothes yet, so there was no need for him to avoid it.
Jiang Ling held her wet hair with one hand and opened the door with the other.
She pursed her lips and looked a little pitiful.
Song Guanshu asked inexplicably, "Do you want my help?"
After saying this, he blamed himself for being too talkative, but Jiang Ling had already agreed.
"good."
Jiang Ling squatted in front of the basin dejectedly, with her whole head buried in the basin.
She is not a germaphobe, but she can't stand the smell of her hair.
She let Song Guanshu pour water on her head without realizing it.
He was just helping, Jiang Ling simply treated him as a shampooer in the barber shop, and she didn't even bother to wash her hair herself.
Song Guanshu's rare compassion made him water her with a watering can in one hand and rub her hair with the other.
Jiang Ling is not a man who waits to be served and does nothing. At least she held on to her collar firmly to prevent the clean collar from getting wet by the water.
Song Guanshu is a serious person. Since he has promised her, there is no reason for him to fool around.
The smooth and flowing black hair passed through his hands. A few strands of hair were tangled together and needed to be carefully untangled with his fingers.
The hair was entangled in the fingertips, and some indescribable place suddenly felt itchy, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
He washed it three times with clean water. To make sure there was no smell, Song Guanshu lowered his head slightly and smelled it. Now there was only water and some of Jiang Ling's smell on his hair.
"You can get up now. I've already washed myself. There's no other smell."
Song Guanshu's words are quite feasible for Jiang Ling.
She stood up, and Song Guanshu casually covered Jiang Ling's head with the towel on the washbasin rack. This was originally a pillowcase, but Jiang Ling used it as a towel.
While Jiang Ling was drying her hair, Song Guanshu silently mopped the floor and brought in two basins of hot water.
"Take a shower first, I'll go cook."
Jiang Ling was still in a bad mood until dinner time.
The dinner table was unusually quiet. Song Guanshu looked at her a few more times, somewhat unaccustomed, but didn't say much in the end.
Just after dinner, he took out the shampoo that Jiang Ling had thrown in the corner.
I squeezed a little out of the bottle, observed it carefully, and then opened an unopened shampoo at home for comparison.
Jiang Ling was in a bad mood, but when she saw Song Guanshu sitting at the table tinkering with something, she was very curious about what he was doing.
Curiosity got the better of her bad mood, and she asked, "What are you doing? Did someone secretly add something dirty to my shampoo?"
There are only two people in the house. If someone secretly added something to her shampoo, then she has someone to suspect.
"No." Song Guanshu said concisely, "These shampoos all have problems."
Facing Jiang Ling's puzzled look, he added, "It's a quality issue."
Song Guanshu looked at the production dates of several bottles of shampoo and fell into deep thought.
Jiang Ling spread out the bedding and quickly got into bed. "So during this period, the products produced by the factory are difficult to sell. Is this the reason?"
Jiang Ling works in the Finance Department, and she is very clear about the factory's income situation. The income is small and the expenses are large, so the factory's accounts are very ugly.
"You go to sleep first. Someone will take care of these things." Song Guanshu glanced at the person with only half of his head sticking out from under the quilt.
Jiang Ling never thought of telling anyone about what she saw Director Ding checking into a hotel. She had no evidence and telling anyone about it would be slander.
She won't do anything that is not good for her.
She thought Director Ding would pretend nothing happened, but unexpectedly he came to the Finance Department the next day under the pretext of looking for Wei Ming.
This was the first time that Director Ding took the initiative to contact Wei Ming since he came to the Finance Department.
Other staff members of the Finance Department all felt honored and proud to be part of this humble enterprise, not to mention Wei Ming, one of the parties involved, whose chest was straightened out more than usual.
Director Ding talked to Wei Ming about two unimportant things. "Yan'er has a bad temper. You should be more tolerant of her."
Wei Ming nodded repeatedly, but he began to feel uneasy. He often saw Director Ding and they had dinner and social events together, but he had never said such words before.
Could it be that she didn't serve him well enough, so Ding Yan went back and complained to Director Ding. Did Director Ding come here specifically to support his sister?
Apart from this, Wei Ming could not think of any other possibilities.
He quickly said, "She has a good temper and is very nice to me. If I have done anything wrong, please tell me."
Director Ding patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are a good person. I believe you can take good care of her."
After explaining to Wei Ming, Director Ding looked around at the other people in the department.
First it fell on Section Chief Old Tang, "Didn't you drink last night?"
Old Tang suspected that his boss was here to criticize him, so he smiled and said, "Drinking will cause trouble. I dare not drink during work hours."
Director Ding laughed and said, "Wine is food. The more you drink, the younger you will be. It's okay to drink a little, just don't drink during work hours."
Old Tang bowed and nodded, "You are right."
Director Ding stretched out his hand and pressed down, "Sit down, sit down, don't do that."
He glanced at everyone and said, "I'm here to look for Wei Ming. You guys should do what you need to do and don't bother with me."
That being said, no one dares to ignore the leader.
After Director Ding came in, the female comrades who were knitting quickly stuffed the wool and knitting needles into the drawer.
"Xiao Li, right?" Factory Director Ding reached out and nodded at Li Chunjiao. "I have a deep impression of you. When the warehouse caught fire, you rescued the factory's supplies in time and saved the factory from heavy losses. Your spirit is worthy of learning for other workers in the factory."
These were the people Director Ding could call out by name. He talked about them for a long time and moved everyone deeply.
Li Chunjiao, who knitted sweaters for pay every day, was so moved that she wanted to burn herself out for the factory.
Director Ding finally looked at Jiang Ling and said, "I remember Xiao Jiang got married last month, and I was the witness."
Li Chunjiao had just been encouraged, and now she enthusiastically helped to answer, "You have a really good memory. Xiao Jiang and Xiao Song are both executives of our factory."
"The couple is talented and good-looking, and they have a good relationship. It's great." Director Ding nodded repeatedly.
"We do have a good relationship, but we are both very lazy. We are usually very tired at work, so we go straight home after get off work and don't want to go out at all." This is a lie. Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu usually go straight to the supply and marketing cooperative after get off work.
She was telling Director Ding in a disguised way that we don’t go out at night, so it’s naturally impossible for us to meet you outside.
She said this abruptly, as if she was taking credit for her hard work, or as if she was showing off her affection.
Other people in the department didn't understand, but Director Ding did.
Seeing Jiang Ling being so sensible, she was very satisfied.
"It's great that you young people can work hard at work. Our factory will still rely on you young people in the future. I heard Ding Yan talk about you. She said you are efficient. Do a good job. I am optimistic about you."
Now everyone except Jiang Ling couldn't understand. Did they want to promote Jiang Ling?
Only Jiang Ling knew that this was just empty talk.
If she could keep her mouth shut, she would be given a delicious treat by Director Ding.
Wei Ming's face did not look very good. After Director Ding came in, he first criticized him, praised Li Chunjiao, the deputy chief of the Finance Department who was at the same level as him, for her heroic act of rescuing materials during the fire, and then said that he was optimistic about his subordinate Jiang Ling.
As the two people chatted, they both revealed that they wanted to promote and make use of these two people.
Li Chunjiao was his deputy section chief and was his competitor for promotion to section chief. Wei Ming had never taken her seriously before, after all, his eldest brother-in-law was Director Ding.
But now, after hearing the conversation between these two people, Wei Ming was not sure that he could become the section chief.
As for Jiang Ling, Ding Yan must have said a lot of good things about her in front of her brother. Director Ding wanted Jiang Ling to take Li Chunjiao's current position after Li Chunjiao was promoted.
Wei Ming suspected that Director Ding's subsequent conversation with Li Chunjiao and Jiang Ling was also a warning to him.
He was really overthinking it. Director Ding had no other intentions.
He just wanted to hide his real purpose of coming to the Finance Department, so he talked a lot of gossip with everyone in the Finance Department.
The reason why Director Ding chatted with Li Chunjiao and Jiang Ling was because these were the only people he knew in the entire Finance Department.
When I told Jiang Ling that I had high hopes for her, I didn't really mean it. I just wanted her to keep the secret.
Except for Jiang Ling, who didn't take Director Ding's promise seriously, everyone else took it to heart.
The attitudes of other people in the department towards Jiang Ling have subtly changed, and they all regard her as the next deputy section chief.
When she got off work, Jiang Ling told Song Guanshu the story of Director Ding coming to the Finance Department to scold her as a joke, and asked, "Did he come to see you again today?"
"Husband and wife are one. Since you told him that you won't publicize it, there's no need for him to look for me." Song Guanshu said, "Besides, going to the Finance Department and the Technology Department on the same day is a sign of trying to cover up one's own faults. He won't do such a stupid thing."
The streets were crowded with people riding bicycles home.
The scene was spectacular. Jiang Ling stared at the large group of bicycles and asked, "Do you think he will give me a promotion?"
Song Guanshu chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be so naive."
Being laughed at like this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but hit him, "You don't even allow people to be full of fantasies about the future."
"He promoted you, then what? He would be worried that you would be greedy and hold his handle and demand to climb up step by step. This would always be a threat to him. Promoting you is only his worst option." Song Guanshu's voice was very light, "His best option is to get rid of you."
Jiang Ling rubbed the goose bumps that he frightened her with, "Not really, this is a society ruled by law. How can it be like something that happened before liberation? He still wants to get rid of me? I just saw him going in and out of the guesthouse with someone else, and I don't have any evidence that he's cheating on me, so it's not really necessary."
“It depends on what he thinks.”
Jiang Ling was frightened by him. "If I die suddenly one day, the murderer must be Director Ding. You must avenge me."
Thinking of the insidious tactics this person used in the original text, Jiang Ling continued, "We are husband and wife after all, and we have been getting along quite happily during this period. You can't let me die in vain!"
As they were talking, a bicycle rode into the yard.
Song Guanshu parked the car and turned to look at her. "I was just talking nonsense. You don't have to take it seriously."
Jiang Ling's face changed and she couldn't help but reach out to hit him.
Song Guanshu looked innocent, "You often joke with me, too."
How could this be the same, he took advantage of her trust!
While the two were playing, Sister Juxiang came in carrying a basin.
"In the afternoon, my husband went to pick some elm seeds. We couldn't finish them at home. I wonder if you and Xiao Song like them?"
Jiang Ling took her home and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. Song Guanshu likes to eat elm seeds the most."
For no apparent reason, he was put on the role of Song Guanshu, who loves to eat elm seeds:...
He nodded, "Yes, I like to eat."
Sister Juxiang was very happy at once. "It's OK if you like to eat it. Elm seeds are only available in April. You have to work and don't have time to make them. When you want to eat them, just tell us and let our Miao Lao San make them for you."
The young couple were generous and often shared candies with their children. Juxiang didn't want to take advantage of them.
Jiang Ling agreed immediately, "Okay, whenever you want to eat, just trouble Third Brother Miao." Having said that, Jiang Ling would not trouble outsiders.
Whether she likes to eat elm seeds is still unclear. There is ready-made labor at home, so why bother others?
Juxiang happily went out with the basin and ran into Li Jun head-on.
She was cooking in the kitchen, so she naturally heard the conversation between them.
It is obvious that Juxiang has been their neighbor for a longer time, and Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu moved in later.
Li Jun was very dissatisfied with Juxiang's behavior of thinking of Jiang Ling and his wife first when she had something. Although elm seeds were not a good thing and could not be compared with meat, at least they were free.
In Li Jun’s mind, things that don’t cost money are all good things.
"Are you sending elm seeds to Xiao Song and his wife? I just overheard that you said the third child picked a lot of elm seeds. Can you give me some? There are many old and young people in my family. No one can climb the tree to pick elm seeds. The two children want to eat elm seeds, but I can only worry and do nothing."
She spoke so sincerely that Juxiang remembered that their family was indeed pitiful and couldn't help but feel sympathy for them. "I'll go home and get you some."
"Thank you very much."
After agreeing, Juxiang regretted it. She was always deceived by Li Jun and regretted it when she came to realize it.
It was the first time that Jiang Ling ate steamed elm seed rice. Because of the novelty, she thought the elm seeds tasted good.
She didn't have the same strong desire for vegetables as she did for meat.
Jiang Ling did not bother Mrs. Miao, nor did she ask Song Guanshu to pick elm seeds.
However, half a month later, Sister Miao brought another pot of elm seeds.
Perhaps she had learned from her last lesson, so she entered the yard quietly this time, for fear of disturbing the locust family across the street.
"You can only eat elm seeds now. If you don't eat them now, they won't be available next month."
People at that time were very different from those in later generations. Except for weirdos like Li Jun who liked to take advantage of others, many people were particularly warm and enthusiastic, which proved the old saying that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
"Why thank you? We also need to eat elm seeds at home. We didn't pick them especially for you. We just did it by chance."
Before leaving, Juxiang suddenly remembered something. She pulled Jiang Ling aside and said mysteriously, "The graveyard behind the family compound is haunted. You and Xiao Song should not go there recently."
How could this be said? Why is there a ghost again?
When the ghost of the Yu family girl was haunting people a while ago, no one said they were afraid to go up the mountain. There were even quite a few daring young men who, relying on their youth and sexual desire, wanted to see the real face of the female ghost, and went up the mountain in groups at night.
Juxiang took her silence as suspicion and said, "Really? I'm not lying to you. My father-in-law had his birthday two days ago, and our whole family brought offerings to the mountain to celebrate his birthday. But the offering fruits we brought to the mountain during the Qingming Festival were eaten by someone, and only the cores were left."
As she spoke, she actually scared herself. "Have you heard that Xiao Jun was released? I think the girl from the Yu family saw that she couldn't rely on the law for revenge and could only rely on herself, so she came out to look for someone."
Even though the supernatural event of traveling through a book happened, Jiang Ling did not believe in the existence of gods and ghosts. She said, "Maybe someone who was extremely hungry passed by and ate it."
Juxiang didn't believe it. She had experienced harder times and had never thought of snatching food from ghosts. She didn't believe this was the reason.
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu knew best whether it was the girl from the Yu family who took revenge on Xiao Jun.
There was no need for them to explain this to Juxiang, they just said they would not go up the mountain.
What a joke! Why would he go to the graveyard for no reason?
There are no ancestors of theirs on the mountain, so why would they have nothing to do but burn paper for other people's ancestors?
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu didn't take this little episode to heart. Juxiang had always been a big talker, and she exaggerated the story in many ways.
A few days later, the wind changed direction.
Juxiang's theory of the girl from the Yu family's revenge was replaced by another one, which said that a landlord named Wang was buried on the hill behind the family compound. The landlord died before liberation. He had no children, and after his death he did not leave his vast wealth to his nephews and nieces. He would rather bury his gold, silver and treasures in the hills and leave no descendants.
Before liberation, the area where the steel plant was located was originally a rural area and indeed belonged to a landlord named Wang. Everyone knows this.
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This rumor about the landlord burying treasure, except for the existence of the landlord surnamed Wang, the rest of the content was all made up by everyone during the process of spreading it.
The landlord surnamed Wang actually had a son, who later joined the revolution and died at a young age. Before his death, the landlord who lost his son donated all his wealth to the People's Liberation Army. This is why he left no property to other relatives, but some people at that time believed that he buried the money underground.
Juxiang's theory of revenge as the girl from the Yu family actually evoked memories of some people and brought up the incident.
Because this statement caters to the ordinary people's desire to get rich quickly, it has become more widely spread.
They all said that it was not the girl from the Yu family who came out to seek revenge, but someone secretly went to the mountain to dig for treasure at night.
In addition, some family members did see someone carrying a shovel up the mountain in the middle of the night. If this isn’t treasure hunting, what is it?
Everyone wants to get rich overnight.
The workers in the steel plant earn a low salary. They are not starving but not rich either. Some people around them have made money by secretly doing small businesses. They also want to make money but don't want to take risks. Going to the mountains to dig for gold and silver treasures left by the landlords is the best option. Even if they only find some bottles and jars, it can provide their family with food and clothing for the rest of their lives.
So they did it, and most of the family members of the steel plant went to the mountain to "dig for treasure".
As the spreader of the haunted incident, Juxiang clearly warned people around her not to go up the mountain. However, after hearing that there might be treasure on the mountain, she forgot what she said before and even ran to ask Jiang Ling if she wanted to go with her.
The development of this matter was beyond Jiang Ling's expectations.
She didn't believe there was any treasure on the mountain and politely declined Juxiang's kindness.
Jiang Ling doesn't want to go, but Li Jun wants to go.
She heard rumors about the treasure and was very envious. If she could dig up a gold ingot, she would not have to go to work.
Although she was excited, she didn't dare to go to the cemetery because there were old and young people in her family and no one to accompany her.
When she heard Juxiang go to the opposite side to invite Jiang Ling, she immediately rushed to the door of the west wing, "Xiao Jiang doesn't want to go, but I do. Since there are more of us, we can still be brave to each other."
Naturally, Juxiang didn't want to go with Li Jun. Li Jun had an unclear relationship with her uncle, and her sister-in-law would be angry if she brought Li Jun along.
Besides, Li Jun likes to take advantage of others. What if she comes over and takes it for herself when he digs up something good?
Li Jun's idea was very clear. If she missed this opportunity, she would never get it again. If she missed Juxiang, she didn't know who she would meet next time. She had to stick with Juxiang even if she had to. As for Juxiang's idea, that was not important.
Li Jun followed Juxiang back home.
When Juxiang's man saw that she actually brought Li Jun back, he couldn't help but glare at her twice. Let alone finding treasure today, he would be secretly happy if they just stopped fighting.
Juxiang's husband had not originally planned to go up the mountain with them, but Li Jun and the two children went with them, and he was afraid that there would be a quarrel on the mountain, so he had to go with them.
Jiang Ling was also very busy at home. She borrowed a knitting book from Li Chunjiao and prepared to learn handicrafts.
Knitting is secondary, the main purpose is to kill time.
Before she started, she made an ambitious promise to the person who was reading, "Wait for me to knit you a scarf to wear in winter."
But Jiang Ling was clumsy and always failed to get the needle right, and she failed to successfully remove the needle after a whole morning.
She was about to throw the yarn aside in annoyance when she heard a noisy voice outside saying, "Chief Liu, there's a fight on the mountain, go and take a look."
The three siblings of the Han family were at home, and Section Chief Liu went out to drink with his friends.
Han Ruixue had already stood up, but when she heard that Li Jun was among the people fighting, she sat back down.
As for the third son of the Miao family asking where Section Chief Liu is now?
I don’t know, he won’t tell me where he’s going.
Miao Laosan had no choice but to look for the person from house to house.
Jiang Ling, who was sitting at home, also heard this. She said excitedly, "Let's go, let's go treasure hunting too."
He said he was going treasure hunting, but he didn't even bring any tools. Only Jiang Ling knew whether he was going treasure hunting or just watching the fun.
Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu were not as familiar with the cemetery as the people in the family compound.
Among the two, only Jiang Ling had been here a month ago. She didn't know which way to go, so she followed the route she took last time to the grave of the Yu family girl.
Along the way, Jiang Ling suspected that she had taken the wrong path as she had not met anyone digging for treasure with a shovel or spade.
I have seen the grave of the daughter of the Yu family, but I haven't seen anyone there. Jiang Ling smiled awkwardly, "It seems I have gone the wrong way."
"Go back."
Before turning around, Jiang Ling saw that the grave of the girl from the Yu family seemed to have been turned over, and there was new soil on the grave.
Jiang Ling felt very sorry for this poor girl.
She couldn't help but curse, "What kind of person is this? How can you dig up treasure on someone else's grave? It's too immoral."
Jiang Ling walked over to see if the coffin had been dug out, and reached out to help press it down a little to prevent the coffin lid from being washed out when it rained.
As soon as I reached out my hand, I felt something was wrong.
Song Guanshu stood behind Jiang Ling and watched her work. He saw Jiang Ling feeling around and finally took out something wrapped in a rain cloth from the soil.
When I opened it, I saw a shotgun and a pistol.
Speaking of these two guns, they are of great significance. Not long ago, a vicious incident occurred in the neighboring Hucheng where a police officer was killed and a gun was stolen.
At this time, Xie Lang also told Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu that because of the gun robbery incident, Xie Lang's parents did not allow him to stay outside at night, for fear that he would become the unlucky one who was robbed.
The robber's name was Chen Mazi. Not long ago, he took the stolen gun to the savings bank to rob money and stole a total of 30,000 yuan.
The entire city of Hucheng was under martial law and people were being checked. By then, the robber Chen Mazi had already fled to the north city with the money and gun.
He originally didn't intend to hide the gun. After all, North City had not yet been blocked for gun and person searches.
While wandering in the streets, Chen Mazi heard about the revenge incident of the female ghost of the Yu family.
Criminals who are capable of committing robbery and murder are all violent and ruthless in their bones. After hearing about this incident, he thought about going to the famous grave mountain to see whether the evil ghost is more vicious or the gun in his hand is more powerful.
He climbed up the hill of graves in the dark with a gun.
Since they were operating at night and he was not familiar with the graveyard, he searched for an entire night before he found the grave of the girl from the Yu family.
The grave hills after Qingming Festival are indeed rich in species.
These people are feudal and superstitious. They would rather eat worse themselves than let their ancestors suffer.
I don’t know whether my ancestors were bad-mouthed, but Chen Mazi was not.
When he was hungry or thirsty, he would eat the fruits and food offered at people's graves. If he saw someone bringing white wine, he would not miss a single drop of it.
After eating and drinking, he took a nap on the grave of the Yu family girl. He thought that the girl was not as powerful as the legend said. It seemed that evil ghosts were also afraid of evil people. He was very proud that the female ghost was afraid of him.
He got up only after it was bright. Smoke rose from the chimney of the family compound at the foot of the mountain.
Although he was arrogant and thought he was the most powerful man in the world, he didn't dare let anyone see him going out with a gun.
So he simply buried the gun on the grave of the Yu girl. Anyway, the rumor that the Yu girl was haunted had spread throughout the North City, and no one would come to her grave.
When he was hungover, his mind was not clear and he forgot that he came here just for the excitement.
Anyway, he had no need for the gun in North City, so he could just come to the cemetery to get the gun before leaving North City.
So he went down the mountain with full confidence, and walked through the staff quarters very arrogantly, like a real pedestrian.
Of course, when Chen Mazi buried the gun on the mountain, he would never have thought that an activity of digging for treasure in graves would take place in the steel plant’s family compound.
He never imagined that it would be so difficult for him to get the gun again.
This was the first time Jiang Ling saw this thing. Previously, she had only seen it in movies and TV shows.
She weighed it in her hand and found it quite heavy. Seeing this lump of iron, Jiang Ling's first reaction was to hand it over.
"This?" She looked up at Song Guanshu, "Hand it over to the police station?"
"It's not necessary."
Song Guanshu took the gun from her. His hands moved quickly and the disassembled gun was quickly restored. Jiang Ling saw with her sharp eyes that the man stuffed something into it.
The second gun was treated in the same way.
"What did you release?"
Song Guanshu smiled softly, "Good stuff."
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