Chapter 6 "father" Deng Si'er didn't even bother to look at Zuo Chi, and immediately rushed towards his father, Old Man Deng, crying, looking very miserable.
The people in the village looked away quietly when they saw this scene.
After all, they were fellow villagers, and they had known each other for so many years.
Who knows, how could the acquaintances who were still greeting each other during the day be so good, and then disappear like this?
Who would have thought that just after they came back from the fields and rushed home for dinner, the Deng family courtyard would catch fire for no reason.
Deng Si'er knelt in front of his father's charred corpse and cried bitterly.
The more he cried, the quieter his voice became.
In the end, all he could see was his shoulders shrugging and no sound could be heard.
Seeing her worry, Sister Zhang hurriedly stepped forward and patted Deng Si'er on the shoulder, comfortingly saying: "Deng Si'er, your father and your brother are dead, you have to hold on at this time."
"Yes, yes, I have to wait for your third brother and sister-in-law to come back no matter what."
"Yeah, well, you said how could this be so good, but it caught on fire?"
"Who says it's not the case?
The eldest and second eldest son of the Deng family is at home and has no time to work in the fields.
It's so miserable."
When Zuo Chi heard this, he immediately frowned and lowered his head in thought.
Seeing Sister Zhang speaking, other villagers also stepped forward to persuade her.
Fortunately, the third son of the Deng family and his wife were not here.
It was a blessing in misfortune, and the Deng family was not wiped out.
It was not until midnight that the fire in the Deng family compound was gradually put out, and the Deng family farmyard was burned beyond recognition.
The Deng family, which used to be a well-off family, never expected that it would become like this overnight.
The villagers in Bai'an Village were all sighing after seeing this.
The fire had been put out.
Seeing that Deng Si'er's mood had stabilized, the villagers thought that nothing happened, so they all shook their heads and sighed, and slowly dispersed.
Seeing Deng Si'er's appearance, Sister Zhang didn't want to leave after thinking about it, so she returned home and took out a clean quilt for Deng Si'er and put it beside her so that she could cover her when it got cold at night.
"Thank you, Sister Zhang."
Deng Si'er looked at the quilt, raised his head and said gratefully to Sister Zhang.
Looking at Deng Si'er's dirty face, Sister Zhang actually shed tears and whispered: "My dear fellows from my hometown, what are you thanking me for?
Deng Si'er, I'm already gone.
You can't let anything happen to you anymore.
You have to grieve and wait for your third brother to come back."
Deng Si'er nodded, then lowered his head again, staring blankly at his father's burned corpse.
The eldest sister of the Zhang family inevitably felt uncomfortable when she saw him, but she had no choice but to go home with a sigh.
Zuo Chi saw that all the villagers had left, so he stood up and walked to Deng Si'er.
His throat was choked by the smoke, but his voice was still hoarse and he said: "The deceased has passed away, please express your condolences and accept the change."
Deng Si'er straightened up, turned around and bowed to Zuo Chi in a kneeling position, and said: "Thank you Master Zuo for saving me.
If it weren't for you, even my father's body would be gone.
This kindness will never be forgotten by Deng Si'er."
Zuo Chi didn't know what to say at this time, so he patted Deng Si'er on the shoulder comfortingly like Sister Zhang did before.
After Deng Si'er thanked Zuo Chi, he returned to his previous appearance, staring blankly at his father's charred corpse, his eyes unblinking, and his body kneeling there stiffly.
Since Zuo Chi met Deng Si'er, he felt that Deng Si'er was a lively person, smart, intelligent and energetic.
Who would have thought that the two of them had only known each other for a day, and that Deng Si'er would suffer such a tragic change?
At that moment, Zuo Chi felt that things were uncertain.
But as luck would have it, he went to the Heian Town County Office in the afternoon, inquired about some matters, and bought a horse.
When he returned to Bai'an Village, the Deng family was The hospital was already in flames, and it was too late to save him.
Fortunately, he was able to catch up and rescue Deng Si'er.
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If I had come back earlier, I would have Zuo Chi couldn't bear it when he saw Deng Si'er kneeling there motionless, guarding his father's body.
When he looked at it, it was already past midnight and it would be dawn in a few hours, so he didn't leave.
He sat and rested under a nearby big tree.
At this time, everyone around him had dispersed and it was already very quiet.
From time to time, the unburned fire made a beeping sound, and the two of them just waited quietly for dawn.
At dawn, Deng Si'er woke up in panic from his dream.
He was startled when he saw that he was not standing next to his father's body, but resting against a big tree under a quilt.
It turned out that Deng Si'er was frightened and overly sad, and couldn't hold himself up and fainted.
Zuo Chi helped Deng Si'er under the big tree and covered him with a quilt.
Deng Si'er saw that his father's body had been covered with a piece of linen cloth.
He walked over, knelt down and kowtowed twice, then got up and looked around for Zuo Chi.
"Master Zuo, Master Zuo" Zuo Chi was rummaging through Deng Si'er's house.
There was actually nothing in the ruins, but Zuo Chi felt inexplicably that the fire came at a good time.
Zuo Chi heard someone calling him outside and knew that it was Deng Si'er who had woken up, so he walked out.
Deng Si'er felt a little relieved when he saw Zuo Chi walking out of the ruins.
"You're awake."
Zuo Chi patted the dust on his body and asked.
Deng Si'er nodded and said: "Master Zuo, thank you for yesterday."
Zuo Chi also nodded and said: "What will you do next?"
Deng Si'er sighed and said sadly:
"When my third brother comes back, bury my father, eldest brother, and second brother first, and then we can talk about it."
As the night passed, Deng Si'er was like a child who suddenly grew up.
His expression and tone were no longer as abnormal as yesterday.
But when he thought about his future plans, he inevitably felt confused.
"By the way, I found this in your house."
Zuo Chi said and handed a small iron box he found in his hand to Deng Si'er.
Deng Si'er took it and took a look.
It turned out to be something he had carried with him since he was a child.
He couldn't help but carefully wipe it with his hands.
"What's this" Seeing Deng Si'er being so careful, Zuo Chi asked curiously.
"I was left on my father's doorstep when I was born, and this was the only thing I had with me at the time."
Zuo Chi was greatly surprised when he heard this.
It turned out that Deng Si'er was not the biological son of Old Man Deng, but was actually picked up.
Zuo Chi looked at Deng Si'er and remembered that yesterday afternoon he went to the county government office in Heian Town to inquire about the situation.
The clerk of the county government office said that the corpses had been buried in the soil for at least thirteen years before they rotted into what they looked like now.
As for Deng Si'er, he was only fifteen years old this year, which coincided with the time when the body decomposed.
Deng Si'er was not from Bai'an Village.
Zuo Chi was sure at that moment that Deng Si'er's life experience must not be simple.
There is also the finger bone discovered yesterday.
Zuo Chi went to the county government office to ask, and after comparing it, it turned out that it was not any of the seventeen bones.
So, whose finger bone could it be?
A finger bone that does not belong to any corpse, the age of Deng Si'er that matches the time, who is so cruel that he killed seventeen people in a row and then buried the bodies, plus Deng Si'er's life experience, and Zuo Chi turned around and looked at the ruins in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: Also, this strangely coincidental fire: