Skilled in managing a house

As Fatty Gao said, the place where Xi Tong is buried is not that difficult to get to. The eighteen bends of the mountain road are used here, which is extremely appropriate.

Along the way, the three of them also saw many graves, and at least it was easy to walk. When you continue to go up, you can no longer see the tomb, because it is difficult to walk and it is difficult to carry the coffin.

Fatty Gao rested twice more on the road. It had been too long since he had been here, and he was somewhat lost. Fortunately, he finally turned around.

There is only one tomb here, and there are many trees around it, which is particularly shady.

The three people came to the tomb. The tomb was pretty well built, but it was definitely not as good as those of rich people.

In front of the tomb is a tombstone with the words "Xi Tong's Tomb" engraved on it.

"It's right here... Huhu..." Fatty Gao pointed to the grave, then bent down, pressing his hands on his knees, panting so hard that he was out of breath.

Zhang Yu's face showed confusion. At this moment, he already felt that there was no corpse in the tomb at all.

Song Feng looked at the grave and then at Zhang Yu. Seeing Zhang Yu's doubts, he wanted to ask, but when he thought of the tall fat man, he could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

Zhang Yu walked around the tomb and sighed deliberately, "Brother Xi, I really didn't expect... to actually... to... sigh..."

After going around, he was even more certain that there was definitely no body in the grave.

He walked up to Fatty Gao and asked again deliberately: "Brother Gao, the tomb here is really remote...Brother Xi's parents will definitely come to visit the tomb every year. It's terrible to walk down this road." That’s it…”

"Who said otherwise..." Fatty Gao frowned and said, "It would kill us if we took a trip, let alone Uncle Xi and Auntie. But to be honest, since he and his wife moved away from Shuilan Township, I have never seen them again... The pain of losing a child... Xi Tong has been good at studying since he was a child, and he still has a lot of potential. He is really jealous of talents..."

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. It could be seen that this guy also admired Xi Tong very much.

Zhang Yu nodded slightly, chatted a few more words with Fatty Gao, walked to the grave again, pretended to be familiar with Xi Tong, had a conversation, and even shed a few tears.

It took a lot of time to go up the mountain, and the sky was already dark now. The three of them went down the mountain together. When they returned to Xinshuilan Community, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Yu didn't intend to bother him at first, but Fatty Gao insisted on dragging Zhang Yu and Song Feng to his house for dinner.

Seeing that the hospitality was hard to refuse, Zhang Yu and Song Feng had no choice but to go. Fatty Gao’s mother prepared six dishes. Although the dishes were average, they were all very affordable, including chicken, fish, and meat. While eating, Mr. Gao said that he had asked someone to get Xi Huai's brother-in-law's phone number and called him specifically to ask for Xi Tong's address.

Now I have asked for the address. He no longer lives in Zhenhai, but has moved to Yancheng Executive District. My brother-in-law has only been there once. I still remember that he lived in Nanda Street, Dongfeng Community. I can’t tell which building it was. Anyway, it was Room 02 on the 22nd floor of the elevator. However, the brother-in-law left a new phone number for his sister, saying that he could contact her by calling this number.

Obtaining this information was a fruitful harvest for Zhang Yu. After dinner, Zhang Yu and Song Feng said goodbye, and the three members of the Gao family enthusiastically sent them out of the house.

Song Feng had doubts on the mountain, and finally got into the car. When he and Zhang Yu were alone, Song Feng was able to ask, "Brother, I saw the look on your face when you were in front of Xi Tong's grave. Something seems wrong, did you find anything?"

Zhang Yu immediately smiled and said: "I found out that I'm still not young yet, you can't even think of it!"

"What do you say? Don't show off." Song Feng said eagerly.

"To tell you the truth, there is no Xi Tong's body in this grave. It must be empty." Zhang Yu said in a positive tone.

"It's empty..." Song Feng was stunned and said in disbelief: "We didn't even dig up the grave. You just wandered around outside. How can you be sure that it's empty inside? What if? It's empty, so who did they bury at the beginning... No, no... If you say it's empty, doesn't that mean no one was buried... But Gao Aiguo also said that they helped carry the body up the mountain, How could there be no one..."

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "There must have been corpses when they carried them up, but after they were buried, it's hard to say whether there were any."

"After burial... who wants such a corpse? What's the use..." Song Feng said a little confused: "It can't be that the person is not dead. Even if he is not dead on the spot, after being buried in the ground, he will be suffocated to death. ...Furthermore, he is a prisoner, and when issuing a death certificate, the patrol room must be present to confirm the death..."

"Under normal circumstances, it looks like this... Let's not talk about my ability to directly confirm that there is no body inside. Let's talk about another thing..." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"What's the matter?" Song Feng asked.

"Xi Tong's parents buried their son in a place like this, and they also moved away from Shuilan Township. You said it was such a crappy place. Gao Aiguo was exhausted even after walking there, let alone Xi Tong's parents. .Gao Aiguo said that Xi Tong’s mother did not choose to be cremated because she loved her son so much that she wanted to leave a whole body for her son. However, her son was buried in a place where it was difficult to sweep the grave. Wouldn’t it make people suspicious... The most important thing What's more, have you noticed that that place is particularly desolate...as if no one has ever been there before..." Zhang Yu said.

"You said that it does make sense to take the effort to sweep the tombs in that place... but you said that it is particularly desolate. This kind of desolate mountain is desolate everywhere, so what difference does it make..." Song Feng said.

"Both the Yin house and the Yang house are houses, and they both need to be cleaned. If the Yang house is not cleaned for a long time, not only will a lot of dust fall, but it will also make people who come in feel particularly desolate. If no one comes to clean the Yin house for a long time, then It will become particularly desolate. Just like the withered grass on the grave, if someone helps to take care of it when sweeping the grave, it will never be like this. At that time, I saw the birth and death times of Xi Tong on the tombstone. He died in October, now December. The interval is only two months. Generally speaking, Tomb Sweeping Day and Memorial Day are both tomb-sweeping days, and they have to come no matter what. Especially, Xi Huai and his wife only have Xi Tong. Son, then there will be no chance of you not coming." Zhang Yu vowed again.

"Now that I'm here, I don't necessarily know how to clean... Think about it, Xi Tong's parents are over fifty years old anyway. If they ask them to clean the place when they visit the grave, I'm afraid their bodies won't be able to bear it. ..." Song Feng still judged from a normal perspective, which could be regarded as discussing the issue, just like he and A Luo often discussed it like this back then and raised questions between each other.

"Do you think a mother will feel tired when cleaning her son's room...especially when she can only clean twice a year..." Zhang Yu said.