"I also heard what my parents said. Finally, his neighbor came in and saw such a scene. He was also shocked and ran out to call someone. After the big guys settled her son, they took the widow down.

What’s strange is that her legs are still in a kneeling position, her face is covered with scratches, her eyes are wide open, and she refuses to close her eyes..."

"In the end, we called the police. The police came to check for a long time, but couldn't find anything. Finally, they concluded that the widow was mentally unstable and committed suicide..."

Da Zhuang quickly interrupted and said: "What about the weird legs police?"

Zhang Han and others also changed from the atmosphere of terror to curiosity. After all, for children who are only eleven or twelve years old, curiosity is heavier than other emotions.

The thin man continued to recall what his parents said.

"The widow's legs were always in a kneeling position. The police also tried many methods, but to no avail. In the end, they said that the body was rigor mortis and they fooled her..."

"but……"

The thin man changed the subject.

"My parents said that after the police finished handling the matter, people from their village came to find a person from our village to deal with it. In the end, the widow's legs slowly straightened out under the touch of the man's hand, and her eyes were so wide open that

The boss’s eyes are also closed. Who do you think he is?”

After the thin man finished speaking, he turned his attention to Zhang Han's position.

"Isn't he Zhang Han's grandfather? Hey, Zhang Han, when did your grandfather become so powerful?" Da Zhuang asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Yes! It's Zhang Han's grandfather. But after his grandfather finished doing this, he left without saying anything. No matter how they asked, he didn't say a word. In the end, he just left one sentence, bury him well..."

After the thin man finished speaking, he stretched his arms and stopped talking.

Da Zhuang and others couldn't help but look at Zhang Han's position, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Why do you look at me like this? Although I am with my grandfather every day, he doesn't tell me anything. I only know that he seems to know a lot of strange things and talks about it, but there are many people looking for him.

, I heard them say what kind of Feng Shui master my grandfather is, I really don’t know anything else.”

Zhang Han looked helplessly at the expectant eyes of several people, then spread his hands and said.

"Brother Xiaohan, why don't you go back and investigate secretly? Tell us later. You are the bravest here and you still resisted beatings. Why don't you take a few of us to the next village to have a look?" After the thin man said it, he handed a hand to the big and strong people.

He gave me a look, the meaning was obvious.

"That's right, that's right, I was born in China, and I'm a brave man! I'm talking about Brother Xiaohan, haha..." Da Zhuang flattered him appropriately.

Zhang Han glanced at a few people and said: "Dazhuang, where did you learn these things? You are so brave! I don't care. I'm afraid that your adults will find out and hang you up and beat you!"

Several people were immediately discouraged. They didn't want to be beaten like this.

"Then go back and ask your grandfather about the head office. Alas, poor widow's son has become a complete orphan now..."

Before the thin man could finish speaking, Da Zhuang slapped him on the forehead again, and then glanced at Zhang Han. Seeing that he had no reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the thin man!

"Orphan..." Zhang Han murmured to himself.

The thin man knew he had said the wrong thing, so he opened his mouth, lowered his head and looked into the water, wondering what he was thinking.

"Okay, what are you doing? I will find out when I get back, but I can't guarantee whether it will be successful or not!" Zhang Han grinned, looking calm and calm.

Several people nodded quickly and continued playing in the creek. After a while, they had forgotten about the widow.

"Skinny, your underwear is almost washed away by the water. Are you wearing your father's underwear secretly? Why are they so big! Hahaha..." Da Zhuang burst out laughing after seeing it.

Several people looked at the thin man's colorful underwear, one corner of which was tied with a rubber band, and couldn't help laughing. They could only blame the thin man for being too thin.

The time passed happily. After half an hour, several people got tired of playing. After staying on the shore for a while, they all got dressed and prepared to go home.

"Brother Xiaohan, it's up to you, remember to inquire about this matter." The thin man did not forget to say this before leaving. It seemed that he was particularly curious about this matter.

Zhang Han nodded and looked at the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was stunned for a few seconds before answering.

"Okay, why are you doing such ink marks? Let's go. It's getting late. It's almost dinner time. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Several people nodded and responded in unison.

"okay!"

After saying that, they all ran towards the village in a swarm. When they arrived at the village, they dispersed. The happy day ended with the smoke rising from the kitchen.

Zhang Han's home is farther away than Da Zhuang and others, because it is at the end of the village. A regular two-story bungalow with an area of ​​about 40 square meters is the only residence for him and his grandfather.

"Grandpa! I'm back." Zhang Han called out as soon as he stepped into the door.

"Haha, Xiaohan, you little guy has been playing all afternoon, aren't you tired?" A friendly voice sounded from the kitchen.

Zhang Han hurriedly ran in to help, and his neat and neat methods proved that he usually does this kind of work a lot.

Inside, an old man of about sixty-five years old was busy cooking. He was not in neat clothes and was tall and thin. Although his face had traces of time, but from his sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes,

With his black and white hair, he looks a bit like an immortal. This person is Zhang Han's grandfather, Zhang Tianjiu.

"Why don't you take a break? I'll fry one more dish and then we can eat." Zhang Tianjiu looked at his grandson who ran in to help with a sadistic look on his face, with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, I'm not tired. Why don't you take a rest? How about trying the food I cooked?" Zhang Han also said with distress.
Chapter completed!