The picture wasn't placed in such a prominent position that we didn't even notice it when we walked in the door.
The portrait is of an old man, who feels like the head of the family.
And I remembered a detail, when the old man brought us in just now, the door was ajar, and there was no key at all.
Could it be that the old man in front of him didn't live here at all He just pried open the door of this house and disguised himself as one.
The door slammed shut.
I walked quickly to the front, blocking the old man's path, "Who the hell are you telling us about the purpose of this?"
The old man looked at me innocently and asked me why I said that.
"I saw the portrait on the table, it was an old man, it must be the real owner of the family, and you are a fake."
He thought I was talking nonsense.
I said that since I said that I was from this family, I would show me if there was a house key.
The old man trembled, as if he was angry with me.
"I was kind enough to tell you so many things, and instead of being grateful, you questioned me."
He shook his head and sighed as he spoke, and continued: "The man in the picture is indeed the head of the family, that's my old father, he died twenty years ago, is that satisfied, young man?"
I stood there stunned, analyzing the truth of his words.
The old man looked sixty or seventy years old, twenty years ago, he was still middle-aged, and the death of his father was normal.
Is it that I am thinking too much "Then what's your last name, what will we call you in the future" Linzi asked as he gave me a look and gestured, meaning to let me step back and stop asking.
"My surname is Chen, just call me Uncle Chen."
The old man said angrily, and glared at me, looking very unhappy.
The old man turned around and went downstairs.
The three of us looked at each other, and Linzi blamed me for being too impulsive.
At this moment, someone from upstairs came down, it was a fat aunt who was carrying a garbage bag downstairs.
We quickly stood to the side and gave her the stairs out.
After thinking about it, I was overly concerned, and I would know when I asked her.
I called the fat aunt in a good voice, "Sister, I want to ask you about something." ” As soon as she heard me call her sister, the fat aunt was embarrassed for a moment, and smiled, "Say it." ” "Is there an old man living in this family, surnamed Chen?"
"His surname is not Chen, his surname is Cheng.
And died early.
The fat aunt thought as she spoke, "I should have been dead for two or three years, and now there is an old lady living here, and I guess I will go out for a walk now." ” I thanked the fat aunt and ran downstairs quickly with Linzi and Xiaoxue.
When he ran out of the entrance of the building, he couldn't see the old man Chen just now.
He wasn't the family, and the portrait wasn't his father.
I said how could it be so coincidental, from the time the old man appeared at the door of the maintenance man's bedroom, I thought he was a little strange.
Xiaoxue said that there was no need to worry too much, maybe Uncle Chen just wanted to tell us something, and he was afraid that we would know his true identity, so he had to use this way.
That's all I can think about now.
After that, the three of us walked out of the community, and there happened to be a car rental car on the side of the road, so we got in the car and went back to the hospital.
The taxi drove for more than ten minutes, and I suddenly noticed a problem, this was not our way back to the hospital.
"Master, are you going the wrong way?"
I couldn't help but ask.
The driver reflected, "Oh, I'm really embarrassed, I'm a novice, just came to the city to run a taxi, and many roads are not familiar, so let's just give me ten yuan, and the fare for a long detour is definitely not with you." ” As soon as I heard this accent, it seemed to be from Henan, and seeing that he had a good attitude, we didn't say anything more.
It wasn't until the car drove to the outskirts of the city that the three of us didn't believe him anymore.
And no matter how much we asked, the taxi driver stopped talking.
The speed of the car was very fast, and there was an iron plate around the driver's seat, so he couldn't even force him to stop.
Linzi took out his mobile phone and started to call the police, but found that the mobile phone did not have a single signal, Xiaoxue and I looked at our mobile phones, and there was no signal.
Even the emergency calls can't be made, and if I'm not mistaken, there must be some high-tech signal jammer in this car.
The sense of foreboding grew stronger and stronger, and I regretted my carelessness for a while, and I didn't even think about whether there was a problem when I saw a parked taxi.
"Don't be afraid, we're almost there."
The driver suddenly said to us, still in such a friendly tone.
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"Who the hell asked you to come?"
asked Linzi.
"You'll find out in a moment that he's a good guy."
The taxi driver continued.
Good.
Ridiculous, would good people come to see us in this way.
The taxi ended up in a small village that was familiar to all three of us.
It was the village where Xu Dali lived, Xu Dali died of encephalitis, and his daughter Xu Hui also had encephalitis and hanged herself behind the No. 2 freezer.
There is a well in the backyard of his house, from which the body of the undertaker Xiao Guo's mother was salvaged.
Sure enough, the taxi stopped at the door of Xu Dali's house.
The seal on the door had been torn off, and the taxi driver said with relief, "Okay, it's finally here, get out of the car, there's someone waiting inside." ” As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked out, holding an envelope in his hand, looking at the bulging bag, presumably money, and the young man handed the envelope to the driver through the driver's seat window.
The driver happily carried the money into his arms.
After that, we got out of the car and followed the young man into the house.
By this time, we already knew who was going to see us.
It's Lin Qing, because we all recognize this young man, it's Lin Qing's young driver.
When I walked into the house, I found Lin Qing sitting cross-legged on the kang, surrounded by a thick duvet, and a big cotton coat was draped over him.
His whole body has lost a lot of weight, his face is very haggard, his eye sockets are deep, the two dark circles under his eyes are very serious, and the cheekbones on his face are more prominent.
The last time I saw him was before the Spring Festival, and his mental outlook at that time was completely different from what he is now, what happened during this time.
"I'm sorry."
He said weakly, "This is the only way to invite you here." ” "What's wrong with you," Xiaoxue asked worriedly.
I remembered that Xiaoxue was the last person to see Lin Qing, when Lin Qing helped her detoxify and drove away the evil witch in her body.
Lin Qing smiled at her, "It's okay, don't worry about me" Before he could finish his sentence, he began to cough violently.
"Is it a witch?"
asked Xiaoxue.
Lin Qing nodded, "Because what I did made him very angry, so I was punished, and now I am riddled with evil diseases, and I can't even get out of bed." ” t1706231537: