Village Chief Liang was stunned. He opened his mouth but made no sound, like a fish.

When Mr. He approached the village house earlier, he seemed to have stood at the door for a while.

It took him a long time to find his voice, which was frighteningly rough: "What did you say?"

"I said, that child cried to my monkey..."

He Lingchuan was about to repeat himself when Village Chief Liang interrupted him: "What kind of child?"

"Slim and small, with sparse hair, wearing yellow clothes, he said his mother bought him before the Chinese New Year." He Lingchuan whispered, "By the way, he even kicked off one of his shoes when you drowned him. He asked you to take the shoe off."

Give it back to him."

Village Chief Liang gasped for air and made a broken sound like "er——", as if someone was strangling his neck. The wine he just drank has now turned into sweat.

Maybe it became something else.

"Is it still by the well now?" The village chief didn't dare to look at the door. He only asked Yao Yuan, his voice trembling.

Lingguang shook his head.

"How could these things be hanging around outside at noon?" He Lingchuan said casually, "They probably hid in the well. Is there water in there?"

Village Chief Liang nodded numbly.

He Lingchuan stood up, patted his shoulder again, and said sincerely: "Take care!"
Chapter completed!