Little milk bag looking for relatives

The staff looked in the direction of Shen Siwan's finger, and after confirming the location of the target, they reminded, "Miss Shen, if there is no such number over there, I can't get it... Do you really consider this price?"

"If you think about it, I'll take you to have a look."

When Shen Qingzhi saw the staff's gesture, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

An eight-figure tomb? !
Isn't this worth more than his Shen's enterprise? !
It seems that he is no better than a dead man!
It seems that the people sleeping in Nanshan Cemetery are either rich or noble.

Shen Siwan nodded calmly, "I said, money is not a problem."

"It's just something outside of me...my dad brought me up alone. I don't think any amount of money can buy me the hard work and the cold eyes."

"Now that I have some free money on hand, I hope I can prepare for what will happen behind him in advance."

The staff were very moved by what they said, "There are many single mothers in this world, but few single fathers have heard of it. Mr. Shen's fatherly love is really great... Please follow me quickly, just as Miss Shen said. There are two vacant spaces in one place."

The staff led the way, and Shen Qingzhi finally found time to ask, "Wanwan, which song are you singing?"

It was agreed to come to the temple to pay homage, but now, aside from coming to Nanshan Cemetery, I still look at the cemetery in a serious manner, and I insist on looking at the most expensive one.

He really couldn't understand what happened.

"Dad, remember, you will see Xu Ziyan's grave in a while. She is the daughter of your friend."

"What?" Shen Qingzhi was even more confused.

Wanting to ask again, Shen Siwan hurried forward to chat with the staff.

Through chatting, Shen Siwan knew that the staff member was also raised in a single-parent family. The two of them seemed to have found a common topic, opened up the chatter box and drew closer to each other.

Shen Siwan had been chatting with the staff all the time, but the parents were short-sighted, and the latter quickly let go of their vigilance and warmed up.

"So Miss Shen is from Tongcheng City? My house is very close to you!"

Shen Siwan chuckled, "What time do you get off work, I can take it home for you in the evening."

"Oh... I want to go back, but I only need to be vigilant at night in this business." The staff complained, "The Feng Shui here is good, there are many people who come to buy cemeteries, and there are more people who covet the good things in the cemetery. Miss Shen, you don't know, we have been thieves here several times!"

"Oh? Got a thief?" Shen Siwan was very interested in this topic, and asked with a look of surprise, "What can a thief do when he comes to the cemetery? Just steal some tribute..."

"What tribute? What's the value of that? Ms. Shen, you don't know that the things in the tombs of the rich can buy a hardcover apartment in Tongcheng!" The staff sighed, "It's just the things of the dead, the living I don’t know why I still touch it, and I’m not afraid of having nightmares at night!”

"Oh, by the way, Ms. Shen, the area you just mentioned has been attacked by thieves just last month!"

last month?
Pensive late thoughtful.

The staff members obviously seldom deal with living people, and after finally meeting a like-minded living person, the chatterbox can no longer be closed after it is opened.

"A girl's grave was stolen... Ms. Shen, guess what, there is an empty grave inside! There is an empty grave inside the tens of millions of graves!"

The staff said that the spit was flying everywhere.

Shen Siwan exclaimed, "My father has a friend's daughter who fell asleep in this grave!"

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhi hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, is Ziyan's grave okay?"

"Ziyan?" The staff member's expression became strange, "What's the lady's last name?"

Shen Siwan has basically concluded that his guess is right.

Shen Qingzhi added, "My surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Ziyan."

The staff suddenly fell silent. During the next part of the journey, no matter how friendly Shen Siwan was, she would only answer professional questions politely, and would not answer other topics.

Passing by Xu Ziyan's grave, the staff even panicked and blocked the inside, trying to block the sight of the two of them.

"Huh? This is Ziyan's grave!" Shen Qingzhi stopped and said, "Wanwan, do you remember Ziyan? She was a few years younger than you, and died in an accident a few years ago... Sigh, She actually met her, let's offer incense sticks to her."

"Okay."

The staff looks like they ate a fly.

Gossip actually gossip to other people's friends!
She shouldn't talk so much!

But she couldn't stop the two from paying homage.

There are taboos in this line of work, and the staff only gossip about others because they are thinking about themselves. For fear of having nightmares at night, they rush to get the most expensive incense and prepare to say goodbye to Xu Ziyan.

Shen Siwan stood quietly in front of Xu Ziyan's grave, with a tall and straight figure, without any intention of kneeling down.

The howling wind at the top of the mountain blinded her eyes.

"Wanwan, can you tell Dad what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Shen Siwan nodded, lowered her head and swiped a few times on the phone screen to find an unnamed text message.

"If you want your son to be safe and sound, cancel the police report immediately and compensate each of the victim's family members with 500 million yuan. Your son will be sent back safely the next day after the incident."

This is from the kidnapper who kidnapped Xing Luo.

Shen Siwan asked people to investigate the source base of the text message, and unexpectedly found that it was sent from Nanshan Cemetery.

How strange and ridiculous.

The dead send messages to the living?

"Dad, actually something happened to Xingluo... It might have something to do with the people here."

Shen Qingzhi had long guessed that something happened to Shen Xingluo, but he couldn't connect the two things.

"Dad, now is not the time to talk about this matter, help me watch out, I have something to do." Shen Siwan quickly expressed her intention.

Seeing her solemn expression, Shen Qingzhi didn't ask any more questions, and stood aside to watch out for the wind.

From the corner of the eye, Shen Siwan took out something and hid it behind the tombstone, and then made a phone call with someone, "Do you see that there is a signal now... Okay, no problem, I will trouble you for the next thing .”

"Wanwan, someone is here." Shen Qingzhi said as he dutifully abided by the matter of guarding the wind.

"Dad, bow with me."

Shen Siwan got up late and bowed together with Shen Qingzhi.

The staff came back sweating profusely with the incense, and divided three sticks between the two, muttering in a low voice, "This incense is quite expensive...just use it as a hush money...Miss Xu, don't blame me, I It’s just that I’m speaking out loud, but I’m not malicious... Amitabha, please don’t come to me at night..."

The three of them offered incense silently in front of Xu Ziyan's grave.

Contemplating that the goal was achieved, he pretended to ask a few more questions about the price of the tomb, and left with Shen Qing.