After Ling Li finished making the call, she went to take a shower, thinking back to what happened today, she couldn't help but wonder: Before setting off, there were many accidents, such as the giant pit, and the fragments of wine bottles on the ground, could this be related to Chen Chunlan's resentment? If not, it is very likely that Wu Lu did it, and she has to find a way to explain it to Wu Lu.

It was already past one o'clock when she came out of the shower, she dried her hair, logged on Weibo, and posted a photo of Hua Yi Leng, with two simple words: Good night. Then I turned off the phone and charged it, and went to bed.

Early the next morning, the road repair workers took a car to repair the road near the Yaxing Hotel, but unexpectedly found that there was a pit about one meter seven long and half a meter wide in the middle of the road, which was rectangular in shape. Who's playing pranks? They had no choice but to stop the car, fill the pit with soil temporarily, and then bring cement to fill it later.

In the dilapidated wooden house a thousand meters away from the Yaxing Hotel, Lao Zheng got up early in the morning as usual and was about to go out to beg, but when he lit incense and went to the place where Zhang Dahai was buried, he was surprised to find that the grave was gone! Instead, there was the same grass as nearby, very flat, it was still there yesterday afternoon, and the grave pit had not been filled in yet, and now it was gone! What a hell of a life!

Ling Li slept until more than ten o'clock in the morning before getting up, her whole body was sore, she went to the wooden house after going to the neighborhood to eat, and told Lao Zheng about Zhang Dahai.

"I'm relieved that Lao Zhang's matter is solved, but a strange thing happened." Lao Zheng looked puzzled.

"What's going on?" Ling Li asked.

"Lao Zhang's grave suddenly disappeared, don't you think it's strange?"

"The grave is gone? Grandpa Zheng, you're not mistaken, right? "How is this possible.

"It's true, I don't believe you'll come and take a look." He took Ling Li to the place where Zhang Dahai was buried before: "This is Lao Zhang's grave, the pit has not been filled at that time, but now it has disappeared by itself!" I've looked around and I haven't found any, it's weird! ”

She speculated: "Maybe Grandpa Zhang has already moved, because he is now buried with his beloved." ”

"It's also true, it's finally bitter, but it's a pity that it's after death." Lao Zheng said with emotion.

Ling Li chatted with Lao Zheng for almost an hour before leaving, she really wanted to help these two lonely old men, but she couldn't do anything.

Not far from the Yaxing Hotel, workers are hurrying to repair the road.

A few days later.

Ling Li went to the counter to renew the rent, to be honest, spending more than 100 yuan a day to live in a hotel, this is not a long-term solution at all, working in a Kuangshi jewelry store for a month, the more than 5,000 yuan she earned has been almost spent. Now, her brother will give her the so-called pocket money every month, and she is embarrassed to take it again.

She has already planned to move back home after a while, and then find a new job, she can no longer rely on Hua Yileng and her family, she should be self-reliant.

These days, in addition to eating, she spends her days in the hotel, either painting and calling home. Hua Yileng didn't know what was going on, almost a week had passed, and he hadn't seen half a figure, and the phone calls for several days were actually turned off, and he didn't know what he was busy with, and he didn't have time to connect to the phone.