After Lulu finished speaking, the woman fell to the ground in despair.
The man shook a few times and held on to the back of the sofa in front of him.
I was very upset. On the one hand, I felt angry when I saw the men yelling at my second uncle. On the other hand, I felt heartbroken when they heard about what happened to Han Ziqi, and I felt very sympathetic.
I frowned and said nothing.
The room was quiet for a while, and the man closed his eyes and said, "No way, my son is dead, how did you see him!"
"Because he almost strangled Nuan Ting to death!" Lulu became even more angry when she mentioned this. Despite her small body, the energy she erupted was deafening.
The second uncle sighed and patted me on the shoulder: "Girl Yun, please tell your uncle and aunt about the matter."
"Oh." I scratched the back of my head and recounted what happened from the beginning word for word. Finally, I concluded, "Anyway, Han Ziqi is not completely dead yet. Judge Lu said he is a living soul. If his body is found, he will still be alive."
Can live."
As soon as I finished speaking, the man suddenly laughed and his fingers pointing at us were trembling.
"Tell me, why don't you learn from someone as old as you? Teach a girl to tell lies like this! You can also see ghosts and return it to Judge Lu. I think you are trying to cheat money!"
No, I'm really going to explode.
I stood up and took my second uncle’s hand: “Second uncle, let’s go.”
If Han Ziqi wants to live there, then he can stay there. At worst, I will sleep during the day. Anyway, my second uncle can't be bullied by him anymore.
The second uncle patted my hand, pressed my shoulders and asked me to sit back, then pulled Lulu back, and then said sternly to the two people: "I came to Lianhua City for the first two days, and here are our train tickets.
"
The second uncle took out the train ticket from his pocket and put it on the coffee table: "Han Ziqi has been missing for about a month. Logically speaking, we can't see him and don't know what he looks like."
After the second uncle finished speaking, I saw the woman couldn't help but cover her chest and stared at the second uncle anxiously.
The second uncle added: "This morning, Han Ziqi told me that he is seven years old this year and his birthday is September 18th of the lunar calendar. There is a long brown mark on the back of his right thigh. He was studying piano at Pingying Private Piano School during the summer vacation and got lost.
That day he was wearing a blue sportswear, which his mother had bought for him."
After the words fell, the woman clutched her chest, sat among the garbage on the floor, and cried hoarsely.
The man couldn't believe it, so he grabbed the train ticket in a panic and looked at it again and again, but the exclusive stamp on the train ticket couldn't be fake.
Finally, the man fell to the ground and his soul seemed to fly away.
He raised his eyes and swallowed dryly: "Can I...can I see my son again?"
"No." The second uncle shook his head, "People and ghosts have different paths."
"Then why can she see it?" The man pointed at me tremblingly and stared at his second uncle.
The second uncle turned to look at me.
I saw my second uncle's dark eyes twinkling, and he said with difficulty: "Her mother is a goddess, so she also has some special abilities."
My nose suddenly felt sore.
In the six years since I was born, I have never seen my second uncle lie, and my second uncle often teaches me not to lie.
But my second uncle lied today in order to hide the matter about Snake Eyes from me.
I lowered my head, tears welling up in my eyes.
The second uncle stood up and said: "The top priority is to find Han Ziqi's body so that he can survive if he goes back."
The man on the ground rubbed his eyes hard: "Okay, even if I risk my life, I will find my son's body!"
The second uncle nodded and took Lulu with him to leave.
At this time, the woman suddenly ran over and said with tears in her eyes: "I beg you, let me see Xiaoqi, wuwuwu, how scared he is, I don't need to see him, I just need to say to him
Just talk, woo woo.”
This request was not difficult. My second uncle was always willing to help others, so he immediately agreed.
Han Ziqi's parents asked us to sit in the living room first. They took a shower and changed their clothes to tidy up their appearance before following us out.
Walking in the community, Han Ziqi's father suddenly said hoarsely: "I'm so sorry, what happened just now..."
"It's not serious. It's normal for parents to not be able to accept it for a while." The second uncle said with a smile and said hello to the guard uncle.
Han Ziqi's father took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "I have recorded today's love. If you have anything to do in the future, come to me directly. I will never refuse!"
"It's still early, let's rescue Han Ziqi first and then talk about it."
As soon as they mentioned this, the two people stopped talking and got on the bus with their heads downcast and their eyebrows drooping.
Lulu and I were sitting together, both of us folding our little arms. We hadn’t gotten over the anger just now, and no one wanted to talk.
The bus stopped at the bus stop next to the entrance of our community. We got off the bus one by one and walked into the community together.
I was walking at the back, but when I saw that Han Ziqi’s parents didn’t notice, I turned around and ran back. I wanted to ask Uncle Song if the previous tenant had a mole on his nose!
"Grandpa Song." I stood at the doorman's window and looked in.
Uncle Song was washing his face in the water basin. Hearing my voice, he walked over without wiping his face.
"Is something wrong, Nuanting?"
I shrugged my nose and said, "Grandpa Song, the aunt we rented a house from before, does she have a mole on her nose?"
"No." Grandpa Song looked at me in surprise, "Why do you ask?"
I was shocked, there is no mole? Then she is not the aunt on the train? Then it will be difficult to find her.
"No...nothing." I smiled and walked home.
Grandpa Song laughed from behind: "This kid."
I immediately walked back and stood on tiptoe to hold the window again: "Grandpa Song, does anyone have a cat on our floor?"
"Cat?" Grandpa Song thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true. The man from 603 often brings some small animals home, but he may not be good at raising them. He always dies within two days of raising them."
Grandpa Song pointed to the trash can diagonally opposite the concierge: "Look, a dead cat was thrown out just now."
I shivered when I heard the dead cat. No wonder the meowing I heard in the morning was so subtle. It turned out that the cat was about to die.
"Is there anyone living in 603?" My house is 601, Fang Zhongyu's house is 602, and 603 is right next to Fang Zhongyu's house, but there is dust on the security door, and there are small notes on the door, which is almost covered with paper. I thought no one was there.
Live.
"There are always people, but that man doesn't come out often, and we often don't see him for a month." Grandpa Song seemed to have just remembered, he patted his forehead and took out two oranges from the drawer and gave them to me, "Grandpa bought them new.
It’s so sweet, take it back and eat it with Lulu.”
"Thank you, Grandpa!" I hugged Orange, said hello with a smile, and prepared to leave, "Goodbye, Grandpa."
"Hey, goodbye."
Panting, I climbed to the sixth floor and couldn't help but glance at 603. The door of 603 was opened a crack. It was very dark inside. The windows should have been blocked with curtains.
But my snake eyes allow me to see clearly into any dark place.
Now, an eye is looking at me from behind the crack in the door.