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Jiang Xiaoya asked again in surprise: "Is there such a magical animal?"

Su Hao pursed his lips, "What's so strange about this? Have you ever raised a golden retriever? It is said that golden retrievers are very spiritual. If you make them squat down, they will squat down and they will take off the rope and sneak out to play. , you can also help the owner take out the trash and comfort the children.”

This is not wrong, humans only evolved from advanced animals.

In addition to cats and dogs, there are also humans like gorillas, killer whales, beluga whales, etc. Even whales have the IQ of a five- or six-year-old human child.

Dolphins and border collies are said to have IQs comparable to those of human teenagers.

Human beings are often overly surprised when seeing such spiritual animals. It's just that they lack personal knowledge, and it's just strange that they are rare.

After sealing Jiang Xiaoya's mouth, Su Hao felt like a pot of boiling water was gradually boiling in his heart.

He looked back frequently and secretly, and found that the buffalo was lying obediently beside the dead tree and motionless. Except for its ears that kept flapping and its tail that flicked, it looked like an obedient golden retriever.

When did the buffalo’s IQ become as high as that of a golden retriever?

There are definitely secrets hidden in this third uncle that outsiders don't know.

After the two of them left the hillside, a puff of smoke quickly rose from the forest hut where the third uncle was staying. On the top of the mountain a kilometer away from the hut, the yellow-skinned tiger that had just left the third uncle's house suddenly emerged from the grass. He broke out and stopped in front of a thick sawed-off tree stump.

It chirped outside for a while, and more than a dozen weasels sprang out from inside.

Most weasels are about the same size as it, with golden hair covering their bodies. From a distance, they look like a row of neatly arranged toys. At this moment, these toys became silent again, standing in a row and looking at the last one. Yellow bark emerging from the canopy.

This yellow-skinned creature is far less flexible than them, and its originally golden hair has become withered and yellow. The most conspicuous thing is that it has a bunch of white hair on its forehead, which just stands between its eyebrows.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned weasel sniffed at one of the weasels, jumped onto the tree stump, straightened up and squinted at the smoke rising from the hillside.

Its cloudy eyes actually contained a hint of senility and cunning unique to humans.

If Su Hao saw this scene, he would definitely retract his previous judgment and exclaim, "I'm afraid this yellow-skinned guy has become a spirit."

Chapter 249 Burial

The white-haired weasel looked at the smoke at the bottom of the hillside for a while, climbed down from the tree stump, and took the lead in running towards the cabin in the forest.

The many weasels behind him seemed to have received permission and followed Bai Mao in a hurry.

After a while, the dozen or so weasels entered the fence garden skillfully, led by Bai Mao, and lined up along the steps again. They all stood upright and looked at the kitchen door, and at the same time grinned and made a sizzling sound. The urging sound.

Not surprised, Chen Aiyang popped up from the kitchen, glanced at it casually, and said to the leader Bai Mao: "Wait a moment, you guys are here early. If you are hungry, there is still half a bowl of cold rice on the table, you can go first Go make do.”

"I still need some time to work here."

Bai Mao just nodded and was not impatient.

The other yellow skins behind it didn't have such good patience, especially the young yellow skin that had come to Chen Aiyang's house to beat Qiu Feng before. He looked back and forth, and finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed up the steps. go.

After a while, he returned again, with an uneaten grain of rice at the corner of his mouth.

Other Huangpizi followed suit and rushed into the living room one after another and climbed onto the altar table. After a while, half the bowl of white rice inside was eaten away.

The young yellow-skinned boy became restless again.

It glanced at the old buffalo lying outside the fence garden, then climbed up on the other's back, causing the old buffalo to snort and twist its body to try to shake it off.

Chen Aiyang's head popped up at the door of the kitchen again, and he just shouted, "Lao Jiu, don't make trouble."

Bai Mao, who was originally waiting on the steps, seemed to understand Chen Aiyang's worries, and rushed over to drive Lao Jiu back.

The fence garden returned to calm.

After a while, Chen Aiyang brought out a wooden basin, which was steaming hot. There was half a basin of rice in it. There were a few pieces of gray-brown bird meat between the rice. The cooked bird meat was accompanied by the aroma of rice. Great appetite.

Huang Pizi was naturally not surprised, and people immediately gathered around him. The originally neat queue suddenly became chaotic again.

Among them, the one called Laojiu is the most joyful.

Chen Aiyang put the wooden basin on the ground and followed him into the house. After a while, he squatted at the door of the kitchen with a porcelain bowl. There was no trace of meat in his bowl. Compared with the weasels grabbing food below, it was only a few more. Pieces of pickled radish.

In fact, weasels are also called weasels and are omnivores.

It mainly feeds on rodents and occasionally other small mammals.The character is more active, bold, bloodthirsty, gluttonous, and predatory.

Under normal circumstances, the life span of a weasel is theoretically only 15 to 20 years, and some are even shorter.

This is for ordinary weasels. For example, the white-haired weasel next to the wooden basin is obviously not included. White-haired has been living in this area since Chen Aiyang moved to the hillside.

Chen Aiyang was only in his 30s at that time, and the other party already had a streak of white hair on his forehead. The first time the two met was at Chen Aiyang's home.

That day he shot a pheasant and stewed a pot of soup with radishes. He was awakened by the movement in the kitchen in the middle of the night. When he got up and lit the lamp, he discovered that there was a weasel with white hair on his forehead in the house.

Ji Province has a tradition of sending horse immortals in ancient times, and the Huang family that worships Huang Xian is also in Qingmu County. Therefore, when most people encounter a weasel, they do not think of killing it or driving it away, but let it do whatever it wants.

It can eat whatever it wants. A few pieces of chicken are not worth much anyway.

If you offend the weasel, you might get revenge on the whole family.

This was the first meeting between Chen Aiyang and Baimao, and after eating the cooked food, Baimao seemed to have quietly opened a new door, and he was out of control from then on.

The next day, Bai Mao led a few little weasels to pick up some mountain rats that had been bitten to death.

……

Half a bowl of white rice mixed with bird meat was quickly eaten by more than a dozen yellow skins. Chen Aiyang held the bowl and looked at the last red line on the horizon, sighing for no reason.

"My eldest brother is back. He finally came back after 40 years of absence. He just brought his ashes back in an urn. You came to this hillside earlier than me, so you should be more familiar with it. Please help me pick out a Feng Shui treasure land later. .”

"Don't be too far away. It's near my house. It will be convenient for me to visit him often in the future."

"If he is buried in our ancestral grave, his enemies might find out about it, and he will cause trouble again. Alas."

Bai Mao was currently licking the hair on his two front paws. After hearing this, he looked at Chen Aiyang, nodded, and then fled out of the fence garden.

The remaining dozen or so weasels seemed to have received the order, and followed them in twos and threes and disappeared around the hut.

The old buffalo at the door turned his head curiously and stared in the direction where the weasel disappeared. It took a while before he lay down again.

About ten minutes later, Chen Aiyang was washing the iron pot at the door when Lao Jiu suddenly appeared from the grass, squatting in front of him and urging him.

Chen Aiyang rinsed the iron pot, turned around, picked up a shovel from the door of the house, and followed Lao Jiu to a wasteland a few hundred meters away from his house.

It was less than half a mile from the top of the mountain and about the same distance from his house. There were few shrubs around, but the wild grass grew extremely dense, and the terrain was slightly flat.

Chen Aiyang dug down with his shovel and dug out a ball of black soil mixed with gravel.

The ground is not moist, and it is not difficult to dig. In addition, the terrain is high, and you can see the entire Chenjiadun at a glance from here. In a sense, it is a geomantic treasure.

"It's nice here."

Chen Aiyang nodded secretly in his heart, and just dug in silently, shovel after shovel, until the setting sun behind him completely disappeared.

He rested the shovel on the ground for a moment and said to himself: "I will come down to accompany him soon. I wonder if there will be someone to dig my grave for me."

Beside him, the original dozen or so weasels had already disappeared... Oh no, there was still a yellow-skinned one with a strand of white hair on its forehead.

Chen Aiyang rested for a while and continued digging, intermittently, for nearly an hour before digging out a pit of one square meter.

One urn is enough for burial.

Chen Aiyang looked at the dirt piled like a hill next to him, cleaned it up with a shovel, and finally returned to the cabin with satisfaction.

After he left, Baimao, who was napping next to him, reluctantly left this geomantic treasure land.

Early the next morning, Su Hao and Jiang Xiaoya appeared in front of the cabin with dark circles under their eyes.

Neither of them slept well last night.

Firstly, the bed was a bit unfamiliar on this unfamiliar ground. Secondly, the two of them were young men and women after all, and it was inconvenient to live in the same room. Although they both slept with shared clothes, it was somewhat psychologically awkward. They turned over at night for fear of waking them up. other side.

The third reason is that I was woken up by the cold several times in the middle of the night. I turned off the air conditioner and felt that the room was too stuffy. I opened the door and the mosquitoes from outside also came in.

After such an encounter, neither of them slept well.

Today was a big event for Tan Zuochen. When the alarm clock rang, the two of them got up one after another and washed themselves hastily at the faucet in front of the village committee. They didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

In fact, there was no breakfast.

Su Hao was holding an urn in his hand, and Jiang Xiaoya was holding a plastic bag with an electric shaver packaging box inside.

"Uncle Three."

The two stood side by side in the fenced yard.

Chen Aiyang came out of the bedroom, dressed as usual in the dog felt hat and gray tunic suit from yesterday, with a pair of yellowed plastic sneakers under his feet.

He glanced at the urn in Su Hao's hand, picked up the shovel by the wall, and replied lightly, "Let's go, I've already chosen the cemetery for him."

The group of three people hurried forward in silence. During this period, Jiang Xiaoya wanted to hand the gift box in the plastic bag to Chen Aiyang several times, but she felt that the atmosphere was a bit solemn at this time and felt that it was not a good time, so she had to endure it.

Su Hao observed while walking, and found that the old buffalo he had seen yesterday was alone and quietly gnawing on the grass on the hillside. There was a weasel looming around it, darting in and out. Judging from its size and hair, it was the one that came to eat yesterday. the young weasel.

Ten minutes later, the three of them stood in front of the small hole dug by Chen Aiyang yesterday.

Su Hao looked at the sand beside the pit and asked doubtfully: "Third uncle, did you dig this pit yourself?"

Chen Aiyang said: "The digging was completed last night. The scenery here is just right and it's close to me. It's early in the morning when there's no one around, so hurry up and do the work. You can go back early after finishing the work."

Although Su Hao was filled with doubts, it was not convenient to ask questions at this time.

He jumped into the small pit and carefully placed Tan Zuochen's ashes urn in the center of the mud pit. After smoothing it, he took the shovel from Chen Aiyang's hand and filled it with soil one shovel after another.

Su Hao finally couldn't help it and asked: "Third Uncle, I heard from Chen Ergou that you had a mental problem after being beaten with a wooden stick by the Chen brothers?"

Chen Aiyang's face had a rare expression of emotion. He rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I have a problem now?"

Su Hao replied angrily: "I think Third Uncle is just like ordinary people except that he talks less."

Chen Aiyang added: "If I didn't have a mental problem, how could I have gotten this job guarding the mountain? The water here is very deep."

What Chen Aiyang said at this time was completely different from what Chen Ergou told Su Hao. The old secretary really didn't tell the truth. He described the job in Chen Aiyang's hands as a kind of care for Chen Aiyang, and tried to take advantage of Su Hao's side. Get a favor.

Su Hao had doubts originally.

The so-called small temple has a strong wind, but the pool is shallow and there are many bastards.

Assuming that the Chen brothers are the stronger party and the Chen Aibing brothers and sisters are the weaker party, why does Chen Ergou prefer to give favors to the weaker party?

This does not conform to the logic of doing things.

Bullying the weak with a gun and adding insult to injury is the norm in the world.

Sure enough, there is something hidden.

The reason why Chen Aiyang was able to get this job was that he reached a compromise with the Chen brothers, using this job as a forest ranger in exchange for Chen Aiyang not being held accountable.

In a sense, the job of forest ranger was used as a bargaining chip by the Chen brothers, which also shows that Chen Ergou is on the side of the Chen brothers.

Su Hao thought of Chen Ergou's behavior in front of him before, and unconsciously became vigilant.

This kind of dog that doesn't bark only bites people. It hides in the dark and bites you suddenly.

Another more critical question popped up in Su Hao's mind, and he asked again: "Third uncle, was the second uncle's death an accident or someone taking revenge?"

Chen Aiyang said bitterly: "Don't get involved in this matter. It's useless. Just bury your master and leave immediately."

Su Hao did not give up and continued to ask, "From your tone, this matter is man-made?"

Chen Aiyang did not answer directly, but snorted twice, and the hatred in his words almost overflowed from the air.

Jiang Xiaoya suddenly spoke at an inappropriate time: "Third uncle, do you hate my father?"

The corner of Su Hao's mouth twitched. He didn't bother to translate this sentence for her. If he put himself in his shoes, assuming he was Chen Aiyang, how could he not complain when he met such a big brother?

Nowadays, death is a big deal, and words of investigation and complaint can no longer be uttered. In the end, family love has defeated resentment, so let him bury it deep in his heart.

Jiang Xiaoya's words directly reopened the healed wounds in the other party's heart.

Su Hao did not help translate, but Chen Aiyang understood the question raised by Jiang Xiaoya.

Chen Aiyang clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. After a while, he uttered four words, "Death is the most important thing."

The atmosphere at the tomb became silent again.

Su Hao worked with his head down, and soon a line of sweat broke out on his forehead. He filled back the soil bit by bit, and finally used a shovel to trim the soil neatly, and then patted it hard with the shovel along the grave. Once, the surrounding sand is more compacted.

There was a grave mound the size of an iron pot at the feet of several people.

Su Hao knelt down and kowtowed in front of Tan Zuochen. Jiang Xiaoya also followed suit. Finally, the three of them looked at the grave in front of them in silence. Su Hao always felt that something was missing.

He asked weakly: "Third uncle, do you think I can get a tombstone for my master to set up here?"

Chen Aiyang shook his head, picked up the shovel, and turned around to leave. His reply came from the distance, "It's good as it is, don't make things more complicated."

"Then I go to town to buy some paper money to burn for him?"