Chapter 530
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After a while, there was still no response …
Qin Chu didn't give up. Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard a voice behind him.
"Who are you looking for?"
Huo Mien turned around and saw a tall, dark-skinned boy around 15 or 16 years old.
He held a basketball in his hand and was sweating profusely. It seemed like he just came back from playing basketball.
"Little boy, we're looking for the owner of this house. Have you seen him before?" Huo Mien asked politely.
"We're Grandpa Yang's distant relatives," Qin Chu added.
"You're looking for Grandpa Yang …" The little boy's expression was a little strange.
"He's not home? I heard that he came back a few days ago, "Qin Chu said.
"He … is dead," the little boy hesitated for a moment and said slowly.
"What? Dead? "Huo Mien and Qin Chu both exclaimed at the same time.
"It happened two nights ago. He was supposed to be buried yesterday, but we have a custom here. We can't bury him on the seventh or eighth day of the New Year, so we had to wait until tomorrow. Grandpa Yang didn't have many relatives, only a niece in the south. She didn't seem to be doing well, and he didn't have any money. The village chief said that the body should be put in the morgue in town and cremated tomorrow before being buried."
"How could a person die just like that?" Huo Mian was extremely disappointed. She had finally found a clue, but it was strangely cut off.
The little boy scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm not sure. My mom said that Grandpa Yang committed suicide by drinking drugs because he had no children and couldn't go back to his niece's home. But I don't think so. Grandpa Yang was a very easy-going and optimistic person. The day before he died, he even played chess with me."
Huo Mien and Qin Chu both fell into deep silence …
"Ah-Cheng, what are you waiting for? Come back for dinner!" a woman in her thirties yelled from afar.
"Okay, mom." After speaking, the boy turned around and said, "I can't talk to you guys anymore. Mom's calling me home for dinner."
"Thank you, little brother." Huo Mien nodded at him.
"Seems like we're late …" Qin Chu said in a low voice.
"That's right … He actually died. How strange."
"What do you want to do now?" Qin Chu asked Huo Mien.
"I want to take a look at the village head's house."
"That's what I thought too. Let's go."
In the end, Qin Chu and Huo Mien did not enter Grandpa Yang's old house. Instead, they inquired about the location of the village head's house and went directly to a big house built with iron tiles at the entrance of the village. This was the village head's man. It was said that the village head's surname was Zhu. He was quite popular and had a good reputation in the village.
"You two are …?"
"Ah … You guys, we are Uncle Yang's distant relatives. We heard that he came back a few days ago, so we wanted to visit him. But we heard that he died. What happened?" Huo Mien pretended to be Uncle Yang's relatives according to Qin Chu's explanation.
When the village head heard that they were relatives, he seemed to relax a lot and invited them into the house.
"What kind of relatives are you? Why haven't I heard him mention you before? Didn't he only have one niece?" The village head looked at Qin Chu and Huo Mien in confusion.
"Ah, it's like this. Uncle Yang and my family are old relatives. We haven't seen each other for many years. My parents want to find some relatives in their hometown, so they asked me to come and take a look. I heard that Uncle Yang came back from the south, so I wanted to visit him today."
"Oh, I see … Then you guys are too late. He's dead."
"I heard, but what happened? It's too sudden. How did he die?" Qin Chu asked again about the cause of death.
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