"I also heard what my parents said. Finally, his neighbor came in and saw this scene. He was shocked and ran out to call for someone. After the guy placed her son, he pulled the widow off. What's strange is that her legs were still kneeling, with scratches on her face, her eyes wide open, and she died with her eyes closed..."

"In the end, I called the police. The police came to check for most of the day, but I didn't see anything. In the end, it was concluded that the widow's mental disorder caused suicide was incomplete..."

Dazhuang quickly interrupted and said, "What did the policeman with strange legs say?"

Zhang Han and others also changed from the horror atmosphere to the curiosity. After all, a child who is only eleven or twelve years old has a more curious heart than other emotions.

The thin man continued to recall his parents' words.

"The widow's legs have always been kneeling. The police also tried many methods, but they were useless. In the end, they said that the body was stiff after death and fooled it..."

"but……"

The topic of thin man changed.

"My parents said that after the police finished handling the matter, the people from their village came to find someone from our village to deal with it. In the end, the widow's legs slowly stretched out under the touch of the man's hand, and the eyes that were so wide that they were closed. Who do you guess he is?"

After the thin man finished speaking, he turned his attention to Zhang Han's position.

"It's not Zhang Han's grandfather, is it? Hey, I said Zhang Han, when did your grandfather become so powerful?" Da Zhuang asked in surprise.

"Yes! It's Zhang Han's grandfather, but after his grandfather finished all this, he left without saying anything. No matter how they asked, he didn't say a word. Finally, he left a sentence, let's bury him well..."

After the thin man finished speaking, he stretched his arms and stopped talking.

Da Zhuang and others couldn't help but look at Zhang Han's position, with curiosity in their eyes.

"Why do you think of me like this? Although I am with my grandfather every day, he didn't tell me anything. I only know that he seems to know a lot of strange things and is so nagging. However, many people are looking for him. I really don't know what kind of Feng Shui master my grandfather is.

Zhang Han looked at the expectant gaze of several people with helpless expressions, then spread his hands and said.

"Brother Xiaohan, you go back and secretly inquire. Let me tell you a few more. Here you are the most courageous and resistant to beatings. Why don't you take us to the next village to see?" After saying that, the thin man gave Dazhuang and the others a wink, and the meaning was very obvious.

"That's right, that's right, born as a Chinese, full of courage! You're talking about Brother Xiaohan, haha..." Da Zhuang flattered appropriately.

Zhang Han glanced at the few people and said, "Dazhuang, where did you learn these things from, you are brave! I don't care. I'm afraid that your adults will know about it and hang you up and beat you!"

The few people were immediately deflated, they didn't want to be beaten like this.

"Then go back and inquire with your grandfather. Alas, poor widow's son has become an orphan now..."

Before the thin man could finish his words, Da Zhuang slapped him on the forehead, then slapped Zhang Han with his eyes. Seeing that he had no reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the thin man fiercely!

"Orphan..." Zhang Han murmured to himself.

The thin man knew that he was saying the wrong thing, so he opened his mouth and lowered his head to look at the water, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, what are you doing? I'll check it out when I go back, but I can't guarantee it will succeed!" Zhang Han grinned, looking calm and gentle.

The few people nodded quickly and continued to play in the stream. In a short while, they had already left the widow's affairs behind.

"Slim man, your underwear is almost washed away by water. Have you been stealing your dad's underwear? Why is it so big? Hahaha..." Dazhuang laughed hilariously after seeing it.

Several people looked at the colorful underwear of the skinny man, who had a rubber band tied with a corner, and couldn't help laughing. They could only blame the skinny man for being too thin.

I don’t know when I have had time to go by. After half an hour, the few people got tired of playing. They stayed on the shore for a while, put on their clothes and prepared to go home.

"Brother Xiaohan, look at you, remember to inquire about this matter." The thin man said before leaving, as he seemed to be particularly curious about this matter.

Zhang Han nodded and looked at the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was stunned for a few seconds before answering.

"Okay, why are you doing this? Let's leave. It's getting late. It's almost time for supper. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Several people clicked and responded in unison.

"Okay!"

After saying that, a few people rushed towards the village in a swarm, and they only dispersed when they arrived in the village. The happy day ended with the rising smoke from the cooking stove.

Zhang Han's home is farther away than Da Zhuang and others, because it is at the end of the village, a well-known two-story bungalow with an area of ​​about 40 square meters, which is his and his grandfather's only residence.

"Grandpa! I'm back." Zhang Han called out as soon as he stepped into the door.

"Haha, Xiaohan, you little guy have been playing for an afternoon, aren't you tired?" An amiable voice sounded from the kitchen.

Zhang Han hurried in to help, his neat and neat technique proved that he usually does a lot of these tasks.

An old man, about 65 years old, was busy cooking. He was not neatly dressed and tall and thin. Although his face had traces of time, his sword eyebrows, bright eyes, and black and white hair looked like a bit immortal. This person was Zhang Han's grandfather, Zhang Tianjiu.

"Don't you take a break? I'll cook another dish and you can have a meal." Zhang Tianjiu looked at his grandson who ran in to help with a cruel face, and his cheeks filled with smiles.

"Grandpa, I'm not tired, why don't you take a break? How about trying the dishes I cook?" Zhang Han said with heartache.
Chapter completed!