This is not an exercise, nor is it a treasure hunt game. Maybe no one believed me. I was digging a skeleton, a skeleton that had been dead for more than twenty years...
Maybe you would say that I was so funny that I ran far away to the place where birds lay eggs in Vietnam to dig a bone!
That's right, if I told me this a few days ago, I wouldn't believe I would do this kind of thing. Isn't it happy to drive a few MMs everywhere in my car? Are you unhappy with a group of brothers?
Why do I have to go to this mountain valley to suffer this?
Hi! Thinking of this, I sighed: If it weren't for the old man, I should have been in bed with the stewardess I just had sex.
But this seems to be impossible. Who made the old man have the inheritance? Who made the old man say that if he didn't bring the remains of his comrades back to China... He wouldn't even donate all the inheritance to me?
I will work hard for a few days to live a happy life in the future! Making money is really not an easy task...
The old man is my father, but I really don't want to use the word "dad" to call him. I even doubted whether I picked it up on the roadside... Do you think any father would rather donate his property?
If he doesn't give it to his son, he will do this, not to mention that these property were given to him by his deceased grandfather. What has he done for me?
According to my mother, the old man was not by my side at the moment when I was born. At that time, he was fighting Vietnam! At that time, the old man was a company commander and made a lot of contributions. Later, he rushed with his soldiers in a battle.
In front of me, a shell exploded in front of me, and my whole face was blown up. My eyes were blind. Half of my lips were cut by shrapnel, revealing half of my white teeth... It is absolutely useful to scare the child, and I cry when I scare you.
Maybe I have been sensible since I was looking at that face, and I got used to it as I looked at it, so I saw that Resident Evil... The classmates were all frightened by the zombie and screamed, but I felt very kind!
It is said that he was so injured that he could pull off his eyes hanging on his face and rush forward... and he wasn't dead yet, and he could still live until now! I really don't know whether this is his luck or my misfortune.
, because of this, he never looked at me once, nor gave me a "good face". He knew that he was talking about his comrades in my ears all day long, fighting, heroes
...What's the matter with me? Now I have to deprive me of the right to inherit my property!
A stinging pain came from the palm of my hand, and it was seen that the hoe was bleeding!
I couldn't help but curse: The old man burys his bones for his comrades and doesn't find a place to dig, so he has to bury them near this stone mountain... But then again, if he doesn't bury them near the stone mountain, he might as well give them one day
The rain and the like washed away. From this point of view, the old man wanted to get along with me decades ago!
I took a piece of gauze from my backpack and bandaged it. I drank a sip of water and rested for nearly half an hour. After a struggle of thought, I finally waved my hoe helplessly again. Don’t leave this without doing it.
In a ghost place, don’t even think about getting property, right?
With a "stretched" sound, the sound was a little different. The hoe in my hand seemed to touch a piece of soft object. I couldn't help but feel happy. This should be the coffin made of shell boxes that the old man said.
After splitting the gravel and sand, I saw that there were indeed a few pieces of rotten wood, and it seemed that there were more than these pieces.
I felt motivated when I saw hope. This time, I kept waving my hoe like I was injected with hormones, and soon a simple coffin several feet square was placed in front of me.
By the way, this is the first time I have been facing a coffin alone, and I have to open the coffin and take out the bones inside. When I think of this, I feel a little scared.
It seemed to be in order to match the atmosphere. The sunny day just now suddenly became gloomy, followed by thunder and lightning, but it started to rain like a pouring rain.
Damn! Even God is against me!
I really didn't expect any mistakes in the property I had, so I had to bite the bullet and pry open the coffin and put my hand into the coffin that had been filled with rain and mud and groped.
As I was fishing, I couldn't help but be stunned. In the thick and smelly mud, there was nothing but a rifle and two grenades!
Could it be... Mom! The old man is clearly framed me. He had known for a long time that there were no bones here and he didn't want to give me any property!
I stood up and made up my mind to ask the old man for an explanation after I went back. Who would have thought that a thunder sounded over my head at this time, and my feet slipped and fell into the mud and water of the coffin...