"What do you want?" Zheng Weinan's face turned pale.

Uncle Sun drank tea calmly: "I heard that your monthly salary is more than one hundred yuan. You only give me ten yuan every month, which is not enough at all."

"Then how much do you want?" Zheng Weinan asked patiently.

"Fifty yuan." Uncle Sun said.

Zheng Weinan's eyes widened with a look of shock on his face: "Uncle Sun, are you talking like a lion?"

Uncle Sun shook his head: "Wei Nan, how long can you, Uncle Sun, and I live? You still have a long road ahead."

This is true at all. Uncle Sun is already in his fifties this year and will not live much longer.

Zheng Weinan fumbled and took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Sun, turned around and strode away.

Although he has a salary of more than 100 yuan a month, he also has many people to support.

He pays filial piety money to his parents every month, which is several dozen a month.

His parents won't be able to help him get married and have children in the future, and he needs to take care of it himself.

This lost fifty yuan a month, but it caused him to bleed a lot.

Leaving Sun Daye’s house.

Zheng Weinan saw Xu Xiaoming in the distance. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Xiaoming carefully.

"Uncle Zheng." Xu Xiaoming saw him and greeted him naturally.

Zheng Weinan still felt a little wary when he heard his calm greeting.

"Xiaoming, where are you going?"

"I'll go take a look." Xu Xiaoming said with a smile.

Zheng Weinan nodded with a smile, looked at the direction Xu Xiaoming was leaving, and frowned.

Xu Xiaoming did not go to the ground, but turned around to find Uncle Sun.

But Uncle Sun is a man who keeps his word.

However, no matter how Xu Xiaoming listened, Uncle Sun tried his best not to say a word.

The two chatted for half an hour.

Xu Xiaoming finally went home helplessly.

When she arrived at home, Yu Qing saw him looking downcast and knew that this kid must have returned from failure: "What? Uncle Sun didn't say anything?"

Xu Xiaoming nodded dejectedly: "Yes, I didn't say anything even if I asked. It seems that Zheng Weinan gave this old man a lot of good things."

Uncle Sun is an old man with no children and no job.

There is a radio and some large items at home.

"What's wrong, what do you want to do with Lao Suntou?" Mrs. Xu walked up behind the two of them at some point, and she made a sound of curiosity.

Yu Qing and Xu Xiaoming were both shocked: "Mom, why do you make no sound when you walk!"

"Miscellaneous, you scared me to death."

Old Mrs. Xu had a fierce look on her face: "If you don't do anything bad, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, what do you two think Old Man Sun is doing?"

Except for Xu Xiaoming, who told Yu Qing, no third person knew about Xu Chengyan.

I'm just afraid that too many people will know about it and might alert others.

Especially Mrs. Xu and Mr. Xu. They are older and would probably be shocked if they heard that their son's death was not an accident.

Xu Xiaoming couldn't bear to see his grandparents get into trouble, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal. Huzi's house was on fire that day. Uncle Sun happened to be in the house and suffered a minor injury. My mother and I told him that he was really unlucky."

When Old Mrs. Xu heard this, her eyes widened: "Old Man Sun was still burned by the fire? That's really unlucky."

The fire at Xu Huzi's house wasn't very big, so she thought no one was hurt.

"Grandpa, Mom, it's time to eat." Li Mei's voice sounded from the kitchen.

Xu Xiulan put a bowl of vegetables on the table: "Grandma, Mom, wash your hands and eat."

Mrs. Xu had been hungry for a long time. When she heard the meal was served, she couldn't wait to wash her hands and eat.

A large plate of fried chicken for lunch, accompanied by white rice.

Xu Xiaoming looked at such a good meal, but he had no appetite at all.

I finally found some clues, but Uncle Sun is too tight-lipped.

Torture and interrogation will definitely not work, and Zheng Weinan is extremely vigilant, and may have started to be wary of him now.

If that were the case, it would be even harder to reveal his true identity.

"Third brother, what's on your mind? Why do you keep sighing?" Xu Xiulan carefully noticed what was wrong with him.

When Mrs. Xu heard this, she immediately looked at her grandson with concern: "Xiaoming, what happened? Tell me, I will help you solve it."

Xu Xiaoming was suddenly shouted, came to his senses, and quickly shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

"It's nothing, why are you sighing?" Mrs. Xu didn't believe it.

Yu Qing hurriedly came to the rescue and said, "Xiaoming also felt uncomfortable because his house was burned down. It's such a pity that such a nice house was burned down just after we renovated it."

"It's such a pity. It's such a pity. It's such a wicked thing!" Mrs. Xu's heart ached when she thought about it. That house cost a lot of money when it was first built.

Now just arresting a few people is simply too cheap for them.

They should be allowed to pay to build their own houses and then be locked up for a few years.

"Yes, that's too much."

After lunch, Yu Qing told her family and rode back to the village.

But relying on Xu Xiaoming's simple questioning, it's strange that Uncle Sun can tell the truth.

Some means must be used when necessary.

Yu Qing rode her car quickly back to the village. When she arrived in the village, she drove directly to the captain's house.

Then we went to Uncle Sun’s house.

In order to be careful, Yu Qing sneaked to Uncle Sun's house.

Uncle Sun was a little stunned when he saw Yu Qing. He didn't expect that the strong woman from their village would come to his house one day.

Yu Qing is now a legend in the village. She comes from a woman's family. She started from scratch by buying clothes, then opened a restaurant and even founded a factory.

Even the school in their village was built with money from this woman.

Looking at Yu Qing, Uncle Sun admired her from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing her coming, Uncle Sun asked politely: "Yu Qing, why did you come to see me?"

Yu Qing sat on the stool and got straight to the point: "Uncle Sun, it's been more than two years since my man left.

I heard that you were by your side when my man died. I had a dream a few days ago that my man came to me.

He cried and told me that he died unjustly, and I felt a little uncomfortable, as if I had come to Uncle Sun to ask for clarification."

When Uncle Sun heard this, his fingers trembled a little because of nervousness.

Older people are afraid of ghosts and gods, and Uncle Sun is also afraid of these.

He asked why Xu Xiaoming came to him for no reason and asked him some strange questions.

Feelings are like the ghost of Seo Seung-yeon.

When he thought of Xu Chengyan's ghost, Uncle Sun felt a chill running down his back.

He looked back in fear, but there was nothing.

"Uncle Sun, did you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard it." Uncle Sun's voice trembled and he stuttered slightly.

"Chengyan was stoned to death. Didn't you see it that day? His flesh and blood were all bruised and nothing could be seen."

"Then how did he get hit by a stone? Why did a large stone suddenly roll away? Did someone push the stone?

Uncle Sun, I am dissatisfied with you saying that my man gave me a dream, saying that someone harmed him, and someone pushed a stone and stoned him to death!" Yu Qing wiped her tears with a sad look on her face.

Thank you niuniucan for sending me two monthly passes. Thank you very much.
Chapter completed!