Chapter 166 Chapter Five

The child grew up day by day, and gradually noticed the unusualness of the family, so he asked Luo Fu: "Everyone's children have fathers, where is my father?" Jump made up a lie: "Your father has gone into business, and it will take a long time to come back." This lie continued until the child was twenty years old.At this time, the child is already a well-known juren, so he can be regarded as a young and successful child.The son began to care about what others thought of him and his family.Because someone asked, "How is your father?" He faltered and had no words to answer.

Luo Fu's lies could not be concealed from his clever son, so he told his son everything that happened 20 years ago.The 20-year-old son heard what his mother said, and immediately asked for his father's body to be removed from the old embroidery building and buried in a grand manner.Luo Fu's son is a very face-saving person, as a Juren, he is most afraid of people around him suspecting that his background is not right.In this way, he can answer other people's questions with peace of mind. Luo Fu took his well-dressed son to the embroidery building where he had a tryst with the poor scholar. With a clear memory, he came to the room where the corpse was hidden, and together with his son, he uncovered the floor on the ground.

What surprised her and her son was that the poor scholar's body was not decomposed, and the poor scholar lying on his back between the floors was as unharmed as twenty years ago.It seemed that he was just sleeping peacefully while lying here, but he hadn't woken up yet.She pressed the poor scholar's face, the muscles are still ruddy and elastic.The hand of the poor scholar was on his chest, Luo Fu removed his hand, and saw the silver coin that was placed on his chest back then.The silver coins were not obscured by any dust. The sun outside shone into the building and hit the silver coins, reflecting a dazzling light.Luo Fu unconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Her son was amazed again and again, the father in front of him looked younger than himself.It's no wonder that Poor Xiucai was only eighteen years old when he died, while this glorious family member was already twenty years old.They were so similar in appearance that at first glance they thought the living man was the brother of the dead man. Her son hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly helped up the father who looked younger than him.Luo Fu and her son tried to pack the poor scholar's body into the sacks used by tenant farmers for packing rice.Her son doesn't want others to know about his late father's notorious history.He even thought about it, when people asked him "Why did your father die so early", he could tell his father with tears and snot when he ran into a vicious thief while doing business outside, and then he would tell how he lived without his father's care. The history of hard work and hard work under such circumstances is mixed with it to show his strength and ambition.

It took a lot of effort before Luo Fu pulled the poor scholar's body out from between the interlayers of the floor. With a "bang", the silver coin fell from the chest of the corpse and rolled on the ground.Luo Fu's son curiously picked up the silver coin and looked left and right. "How come one side is so finely carved, and the other side is not decorated?" the experienced Juren asked his mother. Before his mother could answer, she suddenly heard a cough. "Have you caught a cold? Pay attention to your body." Luo Fu asked his son with concern. The son was confused: "I didn't cough, I thought it was you."

"Me neither!" Luo Fu frowned. Her son and she couldn't help looking at the corpse of a poor scholar at the same time.The corpse actually moved! The two of them were stunned!The corpse coughed a few more times, then squinted its eyes and patted the dust on its body vigorously, then stretched itself, as if it had just woken up.The corpse didn't notice the two people next to it, and covered its mouth with its palm and yawned long.Luo Fu looked at the poor scholar in front of him, and went back to twenty years ago in a daze. "You, you, you, yes, it's a fake corpse, isn't it!?" Luo Fu asked in horror, shaking his hands uncontrollably.And her son stood by the side like a sculpture, dumbfounded and motionless.

Seeing Luo Fu from the side of the corpse, he immediately covered his head with both hands and lay on the ground like a conditioned reflex, and shouted repeatedly: "Don't hit, don't hit, if you hit again, you will kill him!" Luo Fu's expression was panic for a while, surprise for a while, and panic for a while.She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a gurgle in her throat.The corpse lay still on the ground for a while, seeing that no one came forward to beat him, he turned his head to look at Luo Fu and asked, "Where is your father? Where is your father?"

"My father? My father died more than ten years ago!" Luo Fu's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or panic, or both.Her son shook his head, opened his mouth wider than before, and turned into a sculpture again. "Dead? Did he die more than ten years ago?" The corpse asked in confusion, still lying on the spot and not daring to move much, as if the old man who killed him was still hiding in a corner of the embroidery building. Be careful, he will jump out and beat him to pieces. "Or ten years ago? Didn't you lie to me? You lied to me. You lied to me!"

Luo Fu raised her head to the sky, covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed from her fingers. "You, why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?" The poor scholar crawled up to Luo Fu, grabbed Luo Fu's hands and shook them vigorously, "What happened? What happened to your father? He Aren't you still here just now? Don't cry!" At this time, the corpse found that there was another person behind Luo Fu, who was slightly older than him, and his appearance was somewhat similar to him.The corpse was stunned, pointed at his son and asked Luo Fu, "Who is this man? What is he doing here?" After speaking, he looked his son up and down, his eyes full of confusion.

"Who is he? Why is he so similar to me? What's going on? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming when your father came in just now? Am I dreaming?" The corpse shook Luo Fu, sending out a series of question marks.And Luo Fu was sobbing, unable to answer his questions at all. The corpse suddenly found that Luo Fu's body was in the hands of the strange man opposite, and the silver coin was shining brightly under the sunlight, becoming the only bright spot in this dim and dilapidated embroidery building.The body has not yet discovered that the building is dilapidated, and spider webs are woven in many corners.The furniture in the house has long lost its original luster, and the faces of many people, like these furniture, have become old with the passage of time.It's just that Luofu and Qiongxiu are two rare exceptions.