When Yang Xiaobao said this, he suddenly felt his stomach growling.
Liu Mei smiled and said, "Then it's no problem. When you come back, we will meet in Shitou Town. I'll invite you to have a meal at Hongyun Hotel."
"Haole."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao continued to drive.
When he arrived at the entrance of Wujia Village in the neighboring town, he stopped the car and found a villager to ask for directions.
"Where is the country of Wu Zhi?"
"What are you doing with Wu Zhiguo? Who are you?"
"I am his former friend, so I'm not here to discuss something with him." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Although the villagers were a little suspicious, they still showed Yang Xiaobao the way.
Yang Xiaobao drove straight to Wu Zhiguo's doorstep.
Then he jumped out of the car and patted the door.
"Who?" A honest voice came from inside.
"Wu Zhiguo, it's me." Yang Xiaobao said.
Not long after, Yang Xiaobao heard footsteps, and then creaked and the door opened.
A man with a thirty-year-old beard stood in front of Yang Xiaobao.
He looked up and down Yang Xiaobao and asked, "Who are you? What are you looking for me?"
Yang Xiaobao said coldly: "My name is Yang Xiaobao. Can you talk to you?"
The guy asked vigilantly, "What do you want to talk to me?"
"It's your dead wife's business."
Wu Zhiguo's face changed and he looked up and down at Yang Xiaobao again.
"What's your relationship with her?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Let's go in and talk about it?"
Wu Zhiguo probably knew that such a thing could not be said on the street, so he could only flash his body and let Yang Xiaobao walk into the yard.
"Just talk in the yard. My mother is in poor health, don't bother her."
Wu Zhiguo brought a stool for Yang Xiaobao, and he sat down himself.
"I came here just to ask where your dead son was buried?"
"How did you know I have a dead son?" Wu Zhiguo asked with an extremely ugly expression.
Yang Xiaobao said lightly: "It was your wife who told me."
"Impossible!" Wu Zhiguo exclaimed, "My wife is dead, how could she tell you!"
"Don't ask so much about this." Yang Xiaobao said, "When your wife gave birth, it was late at night, and you were the only one outside the delivery room, right?"
Wu Zhiguo's face was pale and nodded.
"At that time, your wife had difficulty giving birth. The doctor asked you whether to protect the adult or the child. You were talking about protecting the child, right?"
"No, it's not like this at all." Wu Zhiguo's voice changed.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "It was you who chose to protect your child and let your wife die."
"No! Who are you?" Wu Zhiguo stood up and shouted at Yang Xiaobao, "If you don't explain clearly what you are doing, go out now!"
Yang Xiaobao knew that his words angered Wu Zhiguo.
It was this guy's selfishness that made his wife die and in the end he couldn't save his son.
It was precisely because of his cruelty to his wife in order to continue the family line that he almost killed two other people's children.
Looking at Wu Zhiguo, Yang Xiaobao wanted to punch him.
When he finally held back.
"Wu Zhiguo, your wife asked me to tell you that you would bury your child with her."
"If you talk nonsense again, I will let you crawl away!" Wu Zhiguo was annoyed by Yang Xiaobao.
"Wu Zhiguo, I advise you to listen to me obediently and bury the child and your wife's body together, so that you will not hear the child's cry every night."
This hit Wu Zhiguo and he sat down.
"You, how do you know that I hear the cry of my children every day?"
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Wu Zhiguo, I think you should obediently obediently and bury the child and your wife's body."
Wu Zhiguo looked at Yang Xiaobao and said, "Then, if I do this, I won't hear the child crying in the future?"
Yang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, that's it."
"You, how can you guarantee this? What exactly are you doing?"
"I've seen your wife's ghost, you said, what do I do?"
Wu Zhiguo looked at Yang Xiaobao blankly for a while, and finally nodded: "I understand."
Then he said, "I'll listen to you and do it now."
Yang Xiaobao stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."
He drove the car and took Wu Zhiguo to a wasteland by the river.
"You threw your son here?" Yang Xiaobao asked coldly.
Wu Zhiguo smiled bitterly and said, "You know, the rule here is that the lost babies cannot be buried in the ancestral grave."
Yang Xiaobao nodded. How could he not know about this?
Wu Zhiguo searched for a long time and finally found the place where he buried his baby.
He took the shovel and started digging.
After digging for a while, the body of a rotten baby was finally dug out.
Yang Xiaobao looked at Wu Zhiguo and placed the baby's body in a very small coffin.
Then the two drove to a grave again.
It was already dusk.
When Yang Xiaobao saw that the grave, which was lonely in the wilderness, was slowly shrouded in the night, he couldn't help but sigh.
No wonder this woman is so resentful?
No wonder he would steal other people's children.
"Your wife didn't enter your ancestral tomb, either?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
Wu Zhiguo smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "This is also the rule here."
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "If I say something I shouldn't say, you just treat your wife as a fertility machine."
Wu Zhiguo wanted to refute a few words, but he spoke and said nothing in the end.
Just as Wu Zhiguo was digging a tomb with a shovel, Yang Xiaobao suddenly saw a white bird lying on a lonely tree.
Seeing this bird, Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then nodded at it.
The bird seemed to nodded to Yang Xiaobao as well.
"Is this OK?"
At this moment, Wu Zhiguo suddenly said.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and looked at the tomb, and his wife's coffin was exposed.
It was a very thin coffin that was already a little rotten.
"Okay, no problem, put your son's coffin next to your wife's coffin." Yang Xiaobao said.
Wu Zhiguo did not dare to disobey Yang Xiaobao's orders, so he had to do what he said obediently.
After burying the coffin, Wu Zhiguo lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and wanted to see the Guhuobi on the tree.
Unexpectedly, the Guhuo bird lies on the branch, and its body slowly fades like a ball of light, and finally disappears without a trace.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and murmured: "Go along the way, I hope you will meet a good person in the next life."
"What? What did you say?" This chapter has been completed!