It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Sure enough, it didn't take long for it to rain heavily, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, knocking down and crackling.

But the summer rain comes and goes quickly, and after the rain stops, the world is cleaned up.

Lin Yang took a deep breath, the air after the rain became extraordinarily fresh.

Standing at the door and stretching for a while, I heard Uncle Zhou's voice, "Oh, I don't know what's wrong, the village has always had a power outage recently, and it just went out again."

Because it was daytime, Lin Yang didn't care, "Did the tree fall and bring down the circuit or something?"

"Maybe, I'll call the power supply station later." Uncle Zhou put on his raincoat in a hurry and was about to go out.

"What are you going out for now?" Lin Yang was puzzled again.

Uncle Zhou waved his hand, "Let me see if the circuit at home is normal."

The problem with the wiring in the village was quickly resolved, and electricity was finally supplied before dark in the evening.

When Uncle Zhou came back, he shook his head, feeling unlucky, "A blind truck driver knocked down a telegraph pole."

"Ah? Are you okay?" Lin Yang was taken aback.

"It's okay, and it's a big loss for his life. He didn't get hit or electrocuted." Uncle Zhou took off his raincoat, "I just don't know if the hit hit or damaged the brain, and the car just ran away without anyone."

"Run away?" Lin Yang stopped gnawing on the apple, "You didn't see anyone?"

"People in the village said that when we arrived, there was only one car that was hit and flattened. We didn't even see a ghost. The car was called to be towed away." Uncle Zhou shook his head.

Mo Ningxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter with this person, I think it won't be more expensive to pay for a telegraph pole than a car, right?"

"That's right, this is too strange." Lin Yang took another bite of the apple.

This matter was quickly forgotten, and when Lin Yang went to class the next day, he found that Qiao Yanran hadn't come to class.

"Hey, does anyone know why Qiao Yanran didn't come today?" Lin Yang glanced around.

The children below also looked at each other in blank dismay, each expressing their ignorance.

Lin Yang frowned slightly, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and after class was over, he found the class roster, which still had the contact information of the parents.

So she dialed the phone, but after ringing for a long time, the phone was not answered.

"Hi, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

Putting down the phone, Lin Yang just saw Mo Ningxuan appearing at the door when he looked up, "What's wrong? Who are you calling?"

"To Qiao Yanran, who is the parent of the little girl last night." Lin Yang explained, "But no one answered."

"what happened?"

"She didn't come to class today, I wonder if something happened."

Mo Ningxuan didn't take it seriously, "Maybe it's something at home, let's go home first."

Lin Yang frowned, always feeling a little uneasy in his heart, finally had no choice but to nod and locked the classroom door.

For the next two days, Qiao Yanran didn't come to class.

Because of this, Lin Yang made two more phone calls, but still no one answered, and then simply reminded that the phone had been turned off.

"What happened?" Lin Yang still felt strange.

Finally, I told Uncle Zhou, "That's it, Qiao Yanran hasn't come to class for three days."

"Qiao Yanran?" Uncle Zhou was a little puzzled, as if he didn't know the right name.

"Is it the child of Qiao Er's family?"

This question obviously overwhelmed Lin Yang, "I don't know, but her family is a single-parent family."

"Oh, that's right. Qiao Er suffered from liver cancer two years ago. He owed hundreds of thousands of debts in the hospital and was not cured. He finally went there. As a result, his son ran away like this, leaving orphans and widows behind. Easy." Uncle Zhou stopped the bamboo baskets he was weaving.

"She hasn't come to class for three days, and she doesn't answer her phone calls. I always feel something is wrong when I think about it, so I want to go and have a look." Lin Yang sighed.

Uncle Zhou also frowned, "It doesn't sound right to me. Her house is at the southernmost part of the village. Let me go and see it with you."

"it is good."

Mo Ningxuan also stood up, "I'll go too."

The group walked for about 10 minutes. The weather was hot, and Lin Yang was still sweating even though he brought an umbrella.

When he finally arrived at the door of Qiao's house, Lin Yang still felt a little dazed when he saw the low tile-roofed house.

"Is this Qiao Yanran's home?"

"Yes, her family has always been very difficult." Uncle Zhou wiped his sweat.

In this day and age, even in such remote villages, there are few households that are not buildings.

Uncle Zhou led the two to knock on the door. Although the house was dilapidated, it was still clean. The paint on the door was peeled off and mottled.

He knocked on the door twice, but got no response. Just when he was about to knock on the door again, Uncle Zhou snorted.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yang stood behind him, not knowing why.

"The door is unlocked." Uncle Zhou turned away to let the two behind him see.

Lin Yang was even more surprised, "What's so strange about the door not being locked?"

Indeed, it is not uncommon to not lock the door in the village, because everyone lives close to each other, and the neighbors have a good relationship with each other.

It is almost an exaggeration to not pick up things on the road, and not to lock the door at night, but it is normal to not lock the door occasionally.

"She lives in a remote place, there are no neighbors around, and only women and children are at home, I—" Uncle Zhou shook his head.

Seeing the door opened a gap, Lin Yang and Mo Ningxuan glanced at each other.

Knocked on the door twice again, "Is anyone there? Then we come in."

As he said that, Uncle Zhou pushed the door open. The room was very dark, and the curtains were still drawn in broad daylight, making it look a little gloomy.

Just two steps after walking in, there was a foul smell, and the strong smell almost made Lin Yang dizzy.

She quickly covered her nose, and took two steps back, "What's going on, it stinks."

Lin Yang felt nauseated for a while, the food that he ate in the morning was churning in his stomach, and he could barely suppress it after enduring it again and again.

Mo Ningxuan beside him was much calmer, he just frowned and covered his nose.

"No, it's not right."

In order to avoid vomiting himself, Lin Yang could only stand outside the door again.

But the shadow left by the strong stench just now was too great, and Lin Yang felt that his sense of smell was about to fail.

Hearing Mo Ningxuan's solemn tone, he barely braced himself and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Have you ever smelled the smell of rotten meat?" Mo Ningxuan frowned and looked at Lin Yang.

"The smell of rotten meat?" Lin Yang repeated Mo Ningxuan's words, somewhat incomprehensible, "What is——"

But soon, she suddenly realized something, and her eyes widened suddenly, "You mean, this, this is impossible, right?"

Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "I don't know, I have to go in and have a look."

Lin Yang grabbed Mo Ningxuan and said anxiously, "Wait, don't go in."

"What's wrong?" Mo Ningxuan didn't seem to understand Lin Yang's nervousness.

"Don't go in, the smell is too horrible." Lin Yang resisted the nausea, and held Mo Ningxuan tightly, she was a little panicked, "Should I call the police directly?"