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Uncle Chang's lips trembled, and his originally rosy face gradually turned pale.

"Xiao Yang is still in that house...Is she still in that house? I...we..." Uncle Chang stammered, "How many years...how many years has it been...she was there alone..."

When I saw Uncle Chang like this, I suddenly became nervous.

The fat man and the thin man stood up quickly and supported Uncle Chang's body on the left and right.

I feel remorseful, and I think both of them do, too. We were in a hurry and shouldn't have asked so quickly. Knowing that she was Uncle Chang's granddaughter, if she bothered Chen Yihan, she would slowly get in touch with Uncle Chang and the girl's parents, and they would always be able to find out something. Why rush?

Uncle Chang gasped for air.

I hurried to ring the bell for the nurse.

One of the fat man and the thin man stroked Uncle Chang's chest, while the other patted his back. Sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Uncle Chang made a swallowing motion, pushed their hands away, and stopped me: "No, I'm fine."

"Uncle Chang, this is not a joke. It's better to call the doctor to take a look. You have just been sick and had a major operation..." Before the thin man could finish his words, he was interrupted by Uncle Chang waving his hand.

"No need. I know my own body. I stepped into the coffin with one step. Old Qian has been dead for a few years, and his wife is no longer alive. How long do I have to live? And..." Uncle Chang held his hands up Knees, eyes a little wet, "I know myself, I have been afraid for so many years... I don't dare to live there, and I don't want to leave the house empty. In the final analysis, I rent the house out of fear of death and greed for money. My heart, these years I never put it down, because I was afraid that someone would rent it, and then... something happened to the young man named Zhou. The news said that the water pipe burst in the community, and I felt bad. I didn't even dare to go see that young man. I asked Director Mao to tell him on my behalf... I was just afraid of death... The more I thought about something happening to Xiao Yang's child, the more panicked I became. As soon as I could move out, I moved as soon as possible. I was so happy when Ye Qing's child came back. I'm so happy! I never thought that he was a child and so many people died in his family, how miserable he was..."

Listening to Uncle Chang's words, my heart felt heavy.

"I don't care about this money, the demolition money. You may think it's strange, but I can see it, but I don't dare to take it. I rented out the house and collected rent for so many years. It's really unconscionable. Even if no one gets into trouble, it's still unconscionable. Money, knowing that there is danger, but still harming others. Xiao Yang too... At that time, someone in the factory already said that the house was weird, and I even invited family members to be guests... If the house is demolished, I will get a large amount of money. , isn’t this going to shorten my life? Although I don’t have long to live... I still have a son and a grandson, and I must accumulate virtues for future generations. I didn’t expect... Xiao Yang..." Uncle Chang’s tears finally fell. down. He reached out and grabbed my hand. His palm was rough and dry, but a little cold. "I want to see, I want to see that child!" Uncle Chang said excitedly.

"Uncle, are you going to be discharged from the hospital like this?" I held Uncle Chang's hand. "Even if you want to go see me, don't be in a hurry. Take good care of your health first. The house is right there, you can't run away. . When the demolition comes, you will definitely have to go back and pack up the things in your home, right?"

Uncle Chang shook his head repeatedly, "I have to go and see, I have to go and see her!"

The three of us tried our best to persuade him, but Uncle Chang refused to listen and continued to struggle to change clothes.

I was caught by Uncle Chang, and the fat man ran to call the doctor.

We handled this matter really badly. The doctor reprimanded us and Uncle Chang kept pestering us. I hesitated and asked Uncle Chang's son to come and persuade me.

The doctor frowned and said, "He has a son?"

This question made the three of us dumbfounded.

Uncle Chang, who was pulled by the nurse, stopped struggling.

I looked at Uncle Chang.

Uncle Chang made it very clear. He mentioned his son twice and his grandson. Judging from the information found by our demolition office, Uncle Chang does have a son who is his legal heir. If something happens to Uncle Chang during the demolition process, we will have to deal with his son. Fortunately, he only had an only son. If he had many children, the house would become an inheritance, and the compensation for demolition would have to be divided up, which would be a stretch.

I'm pretty sure Uncle Chang has a son, but seeing the doctor saying that doesn't sound like lying, and there's no need for him to lie.

The doctor noticed something was wrong and explained: "The old man was brought here by a neighbor who called an ambulance. He has not seen his family members since he was hospitalized. His neighbors don't know his condition either."

Could it be that like Wang Genbao, his son was unfilial and he was left alone?

The doctor saw that Uncle Chang had stopped making trouble and was not prepared to stay in this awkward atmosphere. He did not make any excuses, so he left naturally with the nurse. When they left, they closed the door.

The three of us all looked at Uncle Chang.

My first thought was that Uncle Chang's son was an unfilial son. My second thought was about supernatural events, and I thought of all kinds of weird possibilities.

Uncle Chang didn't let me think about it for long, and he said in frustration: "My son doesn't have much contact with me. After moving out from there, he became resentful of me. After we got married, he stopped contacting me even more."

"Resentment?" I wondered, "Is it because of your niece..."

"Not only her, but also my wife." Uncle Chang said bitterly, "To be honest, I feel guilty. It all happened after my wife died. She is really kind-hearted. She didn't agree to the invitation at the beginning. People came to the house, and later I refused to rent the house to others. But at that time, I thought it was a waste to leave the house empty. The monthly rent was only a few hundred, but now it is thousands. Don’t let this money go to waste. She...she always thinks about the house, often goes there to look at it, and cares about the people who rent the house. She always thinks about this matter, and often thinks about the house instead of food. People age quickly and will not be able to survive in a few years. Others, don't move out, just live there. Qian Zhong and his wife have lived a long time. There are other people... My son blames me. He thinks I killed his mother for that little money. "

"You don't want much demolition compensation because you want to ease the relationship with your son?" I asked, "And about your niece. Are you so excited because you are afraid of being blamed by your son?"

Uncle Chang remained silent, which was his acquiescence.

To put it bluntly, what Uncle Chang did was not a treacherous crime, nor was he intentionally killing people. But as an insider, if you let it go, you will become an accomplice. Especially when someone around him has a stronger sense of morality, when compared to him, he suddenly becomes a heinous person. If the person who condemned him was still his son, this feeling must be particularly uncomfortable.

But I think Uncle Chang's "repentance" happened after he was hospitalized.

His wife had been dead for more than ten or twenty years, and his son had been separated from him for more than a few years. He was still renting the house, collecting the rent, and the tenants changed one after another. That is to say, "a man's words are good even when he is about to die." After walking around the gate of hell, Uncle Chang looked down on money and wanted to make amends with his son.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. During the demolition, you will definitely have to move. You can take this opportunity to contact your son. We are not sure what happened to your niece. If you go there rashly, you will not That's great. Besides, you're still sick." I advised.

Uncle Chang didn't know whether he had figured it out, or whether the courage and determination he had just burst out were worn away by successive obstacles. He sighed, nodded, and stopped talking about going to see his niece.

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