Zuo Chen looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was a typical villager. His face was ordinary, his skin was dark, and his palms were rough. It was obvious that he had done a lot of farm work.
"Second Uncle, why are you here? What ancestral sacrifice in the middle of the night? If you want to sacrifice, you have to sacrifice tomorrow!" As Zuo Chen spoke, he slowly walked forward.
The middle-aged man in front of him was Second Uncle Liu of Team Four. According to his uncle, Second Uncle Liu was related to them. He was adopted by the Liu family and became an adopted son, but the blood flowing in his body belonged to the Zuo family.
Therefore, when Zuo Chen saw him, he had to address him as Second Uncle.
Hearing Zuo Chen's question, Second Uncle Liu's eyes flashed with sadness. He looked at Zuo Chen and sighed softly.
Second Uncle Liu shook his head and said in a deep voice," I was already asleep. However, I didn't expect that the ancestor would come to visit me in a dream. He said that the feng shui was not good and that he needed to move the grave. That's why I came to pay my respects…"
As Second Uncle Liu spoke, he seemed to have thought of something. He quickly looked at Zuo Chen and said,"Oh right, Chen Wazi, quickly go back and tell my brother to prepare to move the grave tomorrow!”
The Brother Xian he was talking about was Zuo Chen's uncle, Zuo Xian.
"Move the grave? Ancestor visited me in my dreams?"
Zuo Chen looked at Second Uncle Liu in shock, unable to react for a moment.
What was this?
He remembered that in his previous life, there was no such thing?
This meant that there were no such things in his previous life. Now that the world had changed, some things naturally appeared.
Perhaps, it was really the ancestor's dream...
"Alright, Second Uncle, I understand." Zuo Chen scratched his head and looked at Second Uncle Liu with a frown. He then looked at the gloomy graveyard and slowly descended the hill.
As he watched Zuo Chen leave, Second Uncle Liu's eyes flashed, and an imperceptible sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.
But soon, that sneer disappeared, as if it had never appeared…
At the foot of the hill, Zuo Chen looked up suspiciously. He felt that something was wrong.
He wouldn't come to offer incense to worship the ancestors immediately, right?
No matter what, he had to wait until tomorrow!
Forget it, it was not easy to say now. He did not understand the ways of the world.
However, why did he look for his uncle to move the grave?
Find some strong young men to carry the coffin?
Should be?
Zuo Chen was puzzled. He looked at the house at the end of the road that was still lit up and couldn't help but smile.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's fine as long as I get home!
"Woof woof woof…"
In the middle of the night, a dog's bark broke the silence of the night.
At the end of the road, a big black dog seemed to have smelled something. It wagged its tail and charged at Zuo Chen.
"Woof woof…"
The large black dog barked. Its speed was very fast, and it pounced on Zuo Chen in an instant.
"Hey, Dust Ball."
Zuo Chen looked at the large black dog and smiled as he stroked its head.
The big black dog was called Dust Ball. He had been raised since he was young and had a deep affection for his family. The big black dog had already remembered his scent. No matter how long it had been, the big black dog would still remember that Zuo Chen was his master!
"Woof woof…"
The big black dog barked twice again and landed on the ground again. It surrounded Zuo Chen and sniffed his scent.
"Huff huff…"
The large black dog exhaled as it looked at Zuo Chen. It circled around Zuo Chen, and the mane on its tail was like a brush that swept across.
The black dog, Dust Ball, had beautiful fur. She probably had some wolfhound blood in her, as her fur was pure black and shiny.
Dust Ball was very big. Including her tail, she was about 1.5 meters long. She could be considered a large dog.
Such a dog was a deterrent. Its howl was shocking. It was a good guard. For so many years, their house had never been robbed.
Dust Ball was also a human and would not bite people. She could even understand some simple words.
Uncle said that the black dog understood human nature. If you treated it well, it would treat you faithfully.
"Let's go home!" Zuo Chen said, stroking the dog's head and walking straight to the end of the road.
Over there was a two-story bungalow. It had cost a lot of money to build back then.
There were no tiles on the outside of the building. It was only painted to prevent the earthquake from happening again, causing the tiles to fall and hit people.
Painting would not have these worries.
The lights in the lobby of the building were on, and a figure stood at the door, looking forward to it.
When he saw Zuo Chen clearly, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"Woof woof…"
The large black dog barked twice and rushed to the middle-aged man's side. It circled around the middle-aged man as if to tell him that Zuo Chen had returned.
Dust Ball jumped up and down excitedly. She stuck her tongue out and breathed while wagging her tail.
"You're back. Have you eaten? Quick, sit.”Zuo Chen's uncle looked at Zuo Chen and smiled as he quickly greeted him and led him in.
Zuo Chen's uncle was a middle-aged man with a tough face. His face was well-defined, and there was a frown at the corner of his eyes that had been through the hardships of life. He was obviously a person with a story.
The eldest uncle was well-proportioned and did not put on weight. His back was slightly hunched and he did not look as tall as Zuo Chen.
His sideburns were already gray, showing that he had overworked himself.
Zuo Chen's uncle was called Zuo Xian, and he was the oldest among his peers.
The people of the same generation had to call him brother when they saw him. The younger generation either called him uncle or uncle when they saw him.
"Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle Liu said that the ancestor told him in his dream that the feng shui of the grave was not good and that he wanted to move the grave.”Zuo Chen said casually as he entered the room. He placed his backpack on the sofa with familiarity.
Looking at the surrounding decorations, his eyes were filled with nostalgia.
It had been five years. He had not returned for five years.
"Dream? Move the grave?"
Zuo Xian looked outside in shock and frowned. He was silent for a while and then looked out the door.
His turbid eyes were filled with doubt. He pinched the base of his ring finger and middle finger twice with his rough left thumb. Then, in this order, he pinched the base of his index finger, the first knuckle, the second knuckle, and the tip of his finger.
After repeating this for a long time, his fingers stopped and he looked at the sky outside the door. Moving graves? What grave? It seemed that he could only go and take a look tomorrow.
"Sigh, I know…"
He sighed slightly and shook his head. He did not say anything else, but there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.
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