Concave and Convex World: The Wind of Freedom

Although the matter was unreasonable, Zander did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, and Shen Yun was still wary. They still pretended that nothing happened and talked to the old man.

"Old man, did you get up last night? I heard the sound of you getting up to drink water. Did we disturb you?" Shen Yun asked while looking at the old man's expression carefully.

"Ah? Oops, you mean last night... I did get up. The old man can't sleep well because he's old." The old uncle sighed, "Hey, did I disturb you? I have a I like the habit of getting up and drinking water. If you guys find it noisy, I will do it next time..."

Xander hurriedly agreed, "Of course not, old man, please drink some water. You need to replenish your thirsty mouth. Do you want us to pick some herbs for you? I don't know much about it, and I can't pick as much medicine as I want." Even if you only have a little knowledge of it, it can still help you with your insomnia."

"Oh, thank you..." The old man nodded, "But I, this is an old habit, I have long been used to it."

"Old man, I want to ask something." Shen Yun said, "When did your children die?"

"Hey, how long has it been since he died? There's nothing bad to say." The old man waved his hand and recalled, "They said he died in the flood ten years ago. There was a family nearby at that time, and most of the night , they came to wake up our family."

"It's a pity that it's too late... Old man, I am blind and need help. My son is holding me, and my daughter-in-law is holding my grandson."

"I was walking in front and they were behind. The flood rushed over and drowned us all..."

"Later...ah, I climbed on a tree, and my grandson climbed on another tree, but my daughter-in-law was washed away by the flood. Before she could react, my son followed her..."

The old man sighed, and his tone was choked with sobs, but it was also hoarse, as if it was just passing smoke.

"When it comes to responsibility, it's actually because of me... If my old man hadn't been incompetent and didn't care about me, they wouldn't have..."

"Don't blame yourself." Zander stepped forward and comforted, "It's only because of this disaster that it caused harm to people. It separated your family for no reason. It's really God's stupidity and fate."

"There's no need to comfort me...it's been so many years."

Zander still comforted him and acted very seriously. His face was a little downcast and he couldn't help but glance at Shen Yun.

Shen Yun also looked at him, his meaning was self-evident.

Xander smiled and said, "We have to go there again, don't worry, there is no news, we will bring back some delicious food."

"Oh...I'd be very happy if you guys could help me. I'm really sorry to bother you."

"It's okay~"

After exchanging greetings, the two waved goodbye to the old man and then came to the village not far away again.

"check."

"steal?"

"not good."

"Rob?"

"..."

"Okay, let's make it up."

They arrived at the place where they were received yesterday.

"It's you again?" The police officer glanced at them.

"Police officer...!" Xander looked moved, and he slid up and knelt down.

"If you have something to say, please say it! Don't pull my trouser legs at every turn!"

Zander had runny noses and tears. He looked devoted, turned his head, and blinked every time, all filled with sad and sad tears, and the pain and sorrow gathered in his heart.

"My sister is only ten years old... She is only ten years old, sir! Look, she is like this... What should I do if she is gone? She is so stupid, so stupid, how can I not worry as a brother!"

"Speak carefully! What do you mean without you? How come you are terminally ill and will be buried tomorrow?"

"No, no..." Zander shook his head, with tears on the young man's face, and he sobbed, "My grandfather turned sixty this year, half-footed into the coffin, he lay on the bed and told me angrily. , in fact, I am a hidden rich man..."

"I want to borrow your records so I can check out the savings left by my ancestors! Without this money, I can't live with my sister...Without food and clothing, we..."

The police officer clicked his tongue and said, "Okay...wait a minute, what does your ancestor's money have to do with our files?"

"Is it possible that your ancestor was Doraemon? He used a time machine to travel back and left you money?"

Zander's eyes widened and he said pretentiously, "It does matter! My grandfather told me that he was almost killed by an adulterer back then. He has been having a hard time over the years and often has nightmares... He said that he wanted to know what happened back then. It’s a matter of... that I can end up in tears, otherwise I won’t be allowed to get the money.”

The officer was silent for a moment.

"The editor is very good. I see you are pretending to be so presentable and you are serious about writing the script." After saying that, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Here, it's just a file."

"What? You actually gave me such a precious thing so easily???" Xander covered his chest, as if he would burst into tears of gratitude the next second and rush to grab his trouser legs...

The police officer quickly stopped before that happened, "Don't forget it."

"Thank you for your great kindness! Sir police officer, your mind is as broad as the mountains and rivers, and your mind is as far-reaching as the mountains and rivers. You can't see the end at a glance. Such a generous little man can't think of..."

"Go, take it and leave quickly. Don't let me see you again." The police officer even took half a step back and left quickly.

"Hehe..." Xander huffed and rubbed his hands in embarrassment, then took this resource and walked to the other side with Shen Yun to watch. He asked, "Didn't you say I have acting talent?"

"Ah."

"But everyone seems to be able to tell that I'm faking it."

"You do have a talent for being a dramatic actor, in another aspect."

"Ok?"

Zander stared at her for a while, but didn't see her say anything. He thought about it twice before reacting suddenly.

The theater actor, on the other hand... could it be that he is a circus clown!

Oh, this little Yunzi is so scheming! Why does a little girl with such a cute appearance have such a vicious tongue! Can't it be cute?

"Idiot..." Xander opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to curse.

Chen Yun immediately answered, "The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows blow on the embankment and are drunk by the spring smoke. The grass is green in the new rain, and the pine trees sound late in the window. The grass has faded in the field, and the leaves have fallen on the green mountains. The grass is growing, the palace is quiet, and the flowers are falling. The court is at leisure.”

"...You are educated, you can say whatever you want." Zander rolled his eyes.

Chen Yun looked at him and took out a simple book from his pocket.

"Hey, you are so smooth." Xander joked.

"I just jotted down a few words during this period. I want to be a good boy who doesn't curse."

"Pfft...Okay, come on, learn to remember to recite poems to me when you have nothing to do."

"Um……"

Shen Yun talked to him, but his eyes never left the information.

There were many pages of this information, and they were all things that were on the table and could be known with a little inquiry, so the police officer gave them this information casually.

While talking, Shen Yun had already looked at a lot. She paused and pointed at a location with her finger.

"...Fifty years ago, floods occurred in the east. Four people died and more than fifteen were injured. The names of the dead..."

Shen Yun suddenly choked.

Xander also fell silent.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, they were squatting in a corner, and the sun shone on them.

A thin stream of sweat broke out on Chen Yun's forehead.

The weather that should have felt hot... her back felt cold.