In front of the tattered wooden door, the dark-skinned old man grabbed a young and handsome man, his eyes shining.

It was far from the tired look just now.

Seeing this, everyone was a little confused.

But old Zheng stubbornly grabbed Xie Jin's arm and kept asking him what his name was.

Xie Jin lowered his head and his eyes fell on the arm that was grabbed by the old man. Old Zheng worked in the fields all year round, and his five fingers were dark and thin like chicken claws.

At home, I didn't pay attention, but Xie Jin already felt pain.

However, his face didn't change at all.

"Xie Jin."

He said.

Although Xie Jin had no impression of this old man, he looked at the old man and clearly knew him.

Or rather, he knew his name.

Sure enough, Xie Jin's guess was correct.

After he finished speaking, Old Zheng's eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light, and he murmured:

"Yes, that's the name."

"Let me ask you," Old Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him straight: "Did you go fishing yesterday?"

Before Xie Jin answered, Bai Xianxian beside him was already shouting.

"Uncle, how do you know that Brother Xie went fishing yesterday? In fact, all of us went, but Brother Xie caught the most fish."

He paused, scratched his head, and whispered to Shen Bingyue beside him.

"Goddess, is it because Brother Xie caught too many fish, so everyone in the village knows about it?"

After all, the village is so small, no matter how big or small the matter is, it will soon spread throughout the village.

Bai Xianxian's guess is not unreasonable, but.

Shen Bingyue leaned close to her ear and whispered: "I think it doesn't seem to be what we think."

With Shen Bingyue's intelligence, she naturally understood what Bai Xianxian meant.

But looking at Old Zheng's appearance, it seems that there is something else.

When Old Zheng heard Bai Xianxian's words, a glimmer of understanding flashed across his eyes. He looked deeply at the young man in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Okay, come in with me. The tractor is in the yard. Can you drive it?"

After saying that, he left the stunned people and walked into the yard.

The village chief was the first to come to his senses and hurriedly greeted everyone.

"What are you waiting for? Go in quickly. If Old Zheng regrets it, there's nothing to say!"

Wei Tian was shocked. He followed in two steps and got close to Xie Jin.

"Brother Xie, do you know Old Zheng?"

Xie Jin glanced at him, but gave an unexpected answer.

"Of course not."

What good things are these people thinking?

How could he know Old Zheng?

After saying that, Xie Jin stroked his chin: "But Old Zheng seems to know me."

Wei Tian: "...Brother, isn't this obvious!"

If he didn't know Brother Xie, how could he let them in and let them drive his tractor? !

Bai Xianxian was also secretly asking Shen Bingyue about the situation, but Shen Bingyue knew nothing about it.

To be honest, apart from this husband-and-wife relationship, Shen Bingyue's understanding of Xie Jin was actually not as good as that of the guests.

Faced with Bai Xianxian's curious eyes, she had to remain silent.

In addition to the guests and staff, the netizens in the live broadcast room were extremely curious about the situation on the scene.

[What's going on? Xie Jin knows this old man? ]

[It doesn't seem to be... I'm confused. ]

[Such a familiar plot... Isn't this a common plot for the male protagonist in novels! ]

[You are obsessed with reading novels, dare you say these things in front of this male protagonist. ]

[The male protagonist's halo... nb. 】

[Didn't you notice that Xie Jin has such good luck? ]

[Possessed by a koi? ? Do you want to pray? I have an exam this month (praying)]

[Repost this Xie Jin, good luck for the whole year. I'll forward it first. ]

The live broadcast room was full of comments, and the content was getting more and more outrageous.

Xie Jin knew nothing about it.

He followed Old Zheng into the yard.

Behind him, the guests followed Xie Jin's footsteps, stopped, and looked around at this small home.

The yard on the left was set aside as a cowshed, and an old cow was tied to the trough and was eating grass.

The old cow raised his eyes, glanced at the guests without interest, and lowered his head again.

The tractor was parked in the most open and conspicuous place in the yard. It can be seen that it has been with Old Zheng for some years.

This is the most common yard in the countryside, a red brick and tile house, but although the appearance is shabby, the interior is well maintained.

The door of the house on the east side was closed.

The village chief's eyes fell on the dusty window of the house and he sighed.

A black crow circled and landed on the eaves from the sky, squeaked.

Old Zheng bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and smashed it hard on the roof.

"Bang!"

The stoneThe crow's head smashed a tile, but after a few seconds after it flew up, it returned to the old place.

It was still squeaking.

It seemed to be against Old Zheng.

Lu Cha pulled the village chief's sleeve and pointed at the house: "Village chief, what's in that house?"

Why did the crow keep hovering on the roof of the house? It was weird.

The village chief glanced at her, as if he didn't realize that there was such a tactless person here. He didn't answer and waved at her silently.

Don't talk, don't talk.

Old Zheng heard it a long time ago. He turned around, his eyes were yellow, and his expression was slightly sad.

"My mother is in that house, and the crematorium car hasn't arrived yet."

In broad daylight, just this one sentence made Lu Cha's feet cold and his whole body shiver.

Old Zheng's mother... just this morning...

Lü Cha's eyes went dark, and it was hard for her to accept that she was actually in the same yard with a dead person. She leaned towards Chen Yu and got close to him.

How could Chen Yu miss this good opportunity to hype himself up? He pulled Lü Cha over with his overwhelming male power, "Don't be afraid, Cha Cha, I'm here."

"Chen Yu..."

Lü Cha raised her big eyes gratefully, her eyes were full of moving tears.

"Chen Yu, why don't we go back first and do farm work?"

Lü Cha was really scared.

Of course Chen Yu was willing, and he said yes as soon as his eyes lit up.

But he was interrupted by the director.

"The guests have already chosen their tasks, and they can't be changed, otherwise what is our program team for?"

Lü Cha had to shrink into Chen Yu's arms and pretend that she couldn't see.

Unlike Lu Cha, Shen Bingyue retracted her gaze and said softly to Old Zheng:

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Bai Xianxian also said something and comforted him.

Although Old Zheng didn't say anything, he saw that the atmosphere around him was much softer than before.

He even took the initiative to say to Shen Bingyue and the others: "Thank you, my mother lived for more than 90 years. She was not sick or in pain when she died. She died of old age."

Shen Bingyue smiled slightly, making people feel like spring breeze.

"It's more than a natural death. This is what many elderly people desire. Your mother is a blessed person."

Hearing this, Old Zheng's expression relaxed, and he smiled at Shen Bingyue generously.

"You are right. My mother is indeed very blessed. She has never been sick or in trouble all her life."

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