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It can be seen that a lot of money was spent on building this house.

In addition to the large and bright windows, the furniture in the living room is more elegant than many urban homes.

There is also a row of small one-story bungalows built at the base of the backyard wall, and smoke is coming out of one of them.

Bogo opened the side door of the backyard, and there was a path outside, less than 2 meters away from the wall of the next door house.

Walking down the path, you can already see the water channel not far away.

There is a slope of more than 10 meters between the backyard and the canal. The slope is covered with green grass. Outside the backyard of Bogo is a vegetable field with fences surrounding it. On the green grass lie a few sheep and buffaloes. Nibbling on water plants leisurely.

"Does the vegetable patch in this fence belong to your family?"

Johnston seemed to have discovered something different.

The surrounding houses are all built along the highway. Only Boge's house has a yard and a vegetable field behind it. Behind the other houses there is just a bare grassland.

Bo Ge looked complicated and said, "It belongs to our family."

"Where are the cattle and sheep?"

Johnston pointed to the cattle and sheep lying on the grass grazing.

Hong Kong's Kowloon Peninsula is so densely populated and small that you don't see this kind of cattle and sheep running around.

Bo Ge replied with a complex expression again: "This is fed by someone else."

"Our family has fed them before, but they all died and drowned."

After finishing speaking, Bo Ge pointed to the ditch behind the slope, "They all drowned when they went down to drink water."

Johnston seemed to have discovered something suspicious for a moment, "Have other people's cattle and sheep ever drowned when drinking water?"

Bo Ge said: "Yes, but very few. The other cattle and sheep I know in Yuanjia Village have only drowned once, and it was just a lamb. However, our family has raised no less than ten sheep and two cows. They all drowned.”

"One of them is a buffalo."

This time, not to mention Johnston, even Su Hao realized the problem.

As we all know, buffalo have the word "water" in their name because they can swim and have excellent water properties. They spend most of their time lying in the water when the weather is hot in summer and autumn.

How could he drown?

Su Hao almost blurted out, "How deep is this ditch?"

"The deepest part is three to four meters, and the shallow part is two to three meters. It is a canal used for irrigation. The farmland behind the canal is usually irrigated by this canal."

Bo Ge pointed to the field ridge in the distance.

Behind the ditch is the farmland, which has spread into a golden color in many places. It will soon be the summer rice harvest season. From time to time, there are farmers carrying shovels or barrels on the field ridges, which made a few people think that this is not Hong Kong for a while.

Many people's first impression of Hong Kong is that of high-rise buildings, dense population, and the economic center of Asia. In fact, there are farmland in several densely populated and spacious administrative districts in the New Territories, the most primitive kind.

Of course there are also breeding farms.

"Has anyone ever drowned in this canal?"

Su Hao thought of a key question.

There was a trace of fear on Brother Bo's face, and he quietly pointed to the two-story building next door and whispered: "The old lady next door was washing clothes by the ditch a few years ago, slipped and drowned."

"In the next few years, our family began to drown cattle and sheep. Later, we couldn't even feed chickens and ducks. When we built this villa above the old house, we asked a Feng Shui master to take a look. He said it was because I was engaged in a slaughterhouse. Because of this, I feel like the retribution you get for killing too many animals is something else."

Su Hao slowly came to the canal and stood there. The water in the canal was turbid and had a dark green color. There was a four to five meter high willow tree a few meters along the bank. Half of the willow branches were hanging on the water. Several heads were barking. Unnamed birds were perched on the branches, jumping back and forth and chirping.

There is a wooden bridge a few meters upstream, and there are several simple small piers built with stones beside the bridge.

I think many peasant women in the village would come here to do laundry and vegetables on weekdays, but now every household has a modern washing machine and underground faucet. This pier is so deserted, and the surrounding area is covered with dark green moss and weeds.

"You invited us here just to find out the secret behind the drowning of cattle and sheep in this canal?"

Brother Bo nodded, then shook his head, "Yes, but not entirely. I invited you to come for another thing. Of course, if you can find out why my cattle and sheep were drowned, others' But it doesn’t, that’s even better.”

At this moment, a clear shout came from behind several people, "Dad, grandma said the meal is ready, and asked you and the guests to come back for dinner."

Several people turned around and found a seven or eight-year-old little girl standing behind them.

Brother Bo's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly pushed the other person back, "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to play in the back? The farther away from the ditch, the better. Have you forgotten that your mother beat you last time?" What happened?"

The girl's expression changed and she retorted: "I just told you to go back to eat, not to play."

"It's not okay to shout for food. You won't stand in the yard and shout? It's not like we can't hear you."

Johnston and Su Hao looked at each other. The Bo brothers seemed to be too cautious about this water channel. The former asked, "Do you see any problem?"

Su Hao shook his head, "There is too little information. Let's talk about it after dinner."

Judging from the information I just learned, there may be some problems with this water channel, and there may be some unknown secrets hidden underneath.

Just as a few people were walking back, there was a figure standing behind the second-floor window next door. This man was dressed as an old farmer, with most of his hair already bald. He looked less than 60 years old, but his face was dark, and he looked out at the few people outside the window. There was a glimmer of doubt in Renshi's eyes.

Chapter 110

Boge's kitchen is located in the row of small bungalows in the backyard.

The kitchen and dining room together are about 50 square meters wide, occupying half of the area of ​​this row of bungalows. As for the remaining rooms, one is his wife's bedroom, on the far left.

On the other side are the washrooms and a utility room.

During this period, Johnston asked, "The villa in front of you has three floors and many rooms. Why don't you let your wife live in the front?"

Brother Bo explained that there was actually a bedroom on the first floor that belonged to his mother. The master bedroom belonged to his mother and his father. Later, after his father passed away, she insisted on moving to the back.

In fact, there is a kitchen on the first floor in front, but the old man insisted on cooking in the back, so he followed her.

The group of people arrived at the restaurant, and the environment in the restaurant suddenly became bustling and lively.

Seven-year-old Zhao Di and five-year-old Zai Zhao both sat on the bench in a polite manner. It was a rural tradition that no meal would be served until the guests came.

The three-year-old Huanzhao was not so well behaved. He stood on the bench and kept grabbing the duck legs in the dish. Bo Ge's wife, who was more than three months pregnant, was helping to serve the dishes and set the dishes.

The second child watched eagerly as the third child grabbed the duck leg in front of him and ate it happily. Now he couldn't help it anymore. Only the eldest child had some sense and pouted at the side and scolded the two younger sisters.

When Bo Ge's wife came back, she naturally had another lecture.

For a moment, there was a lot of excitement on the table in the huge restaurant.

Su Hao lit a cigarette and looked at Johnston, "Are you hungry now?"

Johnston replied: "Fortunately, let's go shopping elsewhere first and let them eat first."

Su Hao also nodded.

Brother Bo stood next to him and apologized profusely, "I'm really sorry. There are a lot of kids at home."

Then he winked at an old woman wearing a gray shirt.

Several people came to the villa area ahead.

"Did you bring back the butcher's knife?"

Su Hao asked.

Brother Bo quickly said: "I brought it back. This is an heirloom of our family. What should I do if it is lost in the slaughterhouse? The knife is where I am."

"Where's the knife now?"

"In my dad's room."

Bo Ge pushed open a room on the right side of the hall on the first floor. The room was extremely spacious, with a wardrobe and a bed in one half, and a simple ancestral hall in the other half. Several spiritual tablets and two incense burners were placed on the long table.

There is also a black and white photo of the old man on the top of the spiritual tablet.

Brother Bo pointed at the man on the posthumous photo and said: "This is my dad. Our ancestral home is Guangdong Province. Back then, my grandfather came here alone and relied on the ancestral craftsmanship to establish a foothold on Hong Kong Island. My dad was also My grandma and I took it over, and eventually we settled down here in Saigon.”

Su Hao found that one of the spiritual tablets had the words 'Zhang Yongxiong' written on it and asked out of curiosity, "Is this your father's last name? Isn't this Yuanjia Village your place?"

Bo Ge explained: "The village is called Yuanjia Village, but more than half of the village are second- and third-generation immigrants with a variety of surnames. Most of them came from the mainland. Later, the government felt that there were too many people in the Kowloon Peninsula, so it issued policies They encouraged us to move to the New Territories and promised to provide water, electricity and roads here, and my grandfather was the one who would move here."

"There were several acres of our family's farmland behind the ditch, but later on we started killing pigs, and the farmland became deserted."

"By the way, my grandfather's name is Zhang Yonghai and my name is Zhang Yongbo. Because they are both descended from a single generation, there is not much emphasis on naming. As for my grandfather's relatives in his hometown, we have not contacted him for many years. Now our family is completely of Hong Kong Islanders.”

Zhang Yongbo smiled awkwardly after speaking.

Su Hao saw that the butcher's knife was covered with a gray-black cowhide sheath and placed on the altar table.

He picked it up curiously and weighed it, and found that the butcher's knife didn't look very big, but it weighed quite a lot. It was very heavy on the hand, weighing at least 10 kilograms.

When Su Hao was about to put the butcher's knife back on, he didn't know if he was dazzled or not, but he seemed to see the photo of Zhang Yongxiong grinning at him.

Su Hao suddenly changed his mind, "Brother Bo, I will definitely need to borrow this knife later. Why don't you let me hold it now and get familiar with it in advance?"

Bo Ge said: "You can take it if you want."

Several people left the ancestral hall and were taken to visit their home by Brother Bo.

The Bogo couple and their children basically live on the second floor, which has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. The decoration is much more feminine, and strollers and dolls for children are everywhere.

The third floor was renovated by him into a study room and two utility rooms.

Several people finally climbed to the top of the building.

There are no railings on top, and the door leading to the roof is usually locked to prevent a few children from sneaking up and having fun.

Brother Bo pointed at the few remaining buildings in Yuanjia Village and introduced them boldly: "When my grandfather first came to Hong Kong Island, he was looked down upon and bullied everywhere. Now we have not only settled down and built a house on Hong Kong Island, but also our villa It is still the tallest and most generous in the entire Yuanjia Village."

Viewed from the top of the building, there are about seven or eight houses built on both sides of the road in Yuanjia Village, most of which are two-story small flat buildings. Only Bo Ge's house is a three-story villa. It is not only the tallest, but also has independent courtyards in the front and rear, which is unique. .

Su Hao suddenly pointed to the building next door and asked, "Is this family's surname Yuan or Zhang?"

Brother Bo's face suddenly turned ugly, "This family is all Pai Gai, and their surname is Zhang."

Johnston was good at observing people's emotions and took the opportunity to ask: "Is there any conflict between your two families?"

Brother Bo lit up the cigarette and took a puff, and explained angrily: "My grandfather's generation actually had a good relationship between the two families, because our ancestral home is in the same place, the village next door, so we both have the surname Zhang."

"When the two came to Sai Kung from the Kowloon Peninsula to farm together, they originally planned to support each other and take care of each other. Later, my grandfather's life became better and better by relying on the skill of killing pigs, and the two families had conflicts."

"There used to be a few acres of our family's land behind the canal. After my grandfather became rich, my father's generation directly transferred the land to their family for free. The relationship was somewhat relaxed. Later, his wife's feet slipped while washing vegetables in the canal. He fell and drowned, and my father happened to be working in the vegetable field behind him. When he heard the cry for help and rushed over, the man had already sunk. Before he could be rescued, the relationship between the two families suddenly developed into a fire and water."

"They feel that my family refuses to save them, and becomes ungrateful when they make money. Back then, my grandfather and his ancestors were poor people supporting each other on Hong Kong Island. You helped me and I helped you. How can you call it ungrateful? Our family doesn't owe him anything. "

Su Hao and Johnston would not comment on this matter.

Similar conflicts are very common in rural areas.

Isn't there a saying that goes, "I'm afraid that my brothers will have a hard time, but I'm also afraid that my brothers will drive Land Rover."

This is the complex side of human nature.

Maybe the time when he slipped and fell into the water and drowned was just the trigger for a conflict to break out. The fundamental reason was that one family was rich and the other was still poor.

We all fled from the mainland and came to Hong Kong Island to make a living. We all carry one head on two shoulders. Why can you be prosperous and I can't?

Most people cannot accept the psychological gap caused by the inequality of wealth, not to mention neighbors, but also between brothers. Over time, something called hatred will breed.

It is easy to share joys and sorrows, but it is difficult to share wealth and honor.

Su Hao thought for a while and said: "You invited us here to help you find out some strange things. What are they? Is it the famous hall in the ditch?"

Brother Bo glanced at the building next door and said, "Let's go down and talk."

Several people came down from the roof of the villa, and the noise in the hall on the first floor returned to the previous bustle. The children came and went quickly to eat, all rushing to catch the excitement.

Several people came to the kitchen. The old woman in a gray shirt quickly brought out several large pots from the iron pot. One of them was a bowl of old duck stewed with lotus root, and the other was a large grass carp with hot soup. .

Although this kind of country-made food doesn't look very delicate, it is very heavy. The dishes are served in large soup bowls, and some use iron basins. One iron basin is enough to feed three adult men. .

As for what was left on the table, there were a plate of chicken feet, a plate of peanuts, seven or eight plates full of leeks and eggs, shredded pork with green peppers, braised pork head, etc.

The old woman explained with a smile beside her, "The kids were eating in a hurry just now and kept the guests waiting for a long time. I specially put the dishes away and reheated them. The kids didn't touch these main dishes, so the guests can eat with confidence. "

It can be seen that the old woman is quite strong and her hands and feet are very nimble. She looks like someone who has endured hardship. She looks a little reserved when facing a few people.

Bogo pulled the old woman over and said, "Mom, sit down and eat together. These are my friends. They are here today to help us find out the reason."

The old woman hesitated and asked, "Are these two guests Feng Shui masters?"

Su Hao is so young that he doesn't look like a Feng Shui master.

Brother Bo smiled and introduced: "This Mr. Zhuang is a private detective, the kind you see on TV, the fee is very expensive. This time your son is too proud to come and help us for free. This young handsome boy is what you call Feng Shui." Sir. This is my little brother, his name is Ahao."

The two stood and said hello to the old woman.

Even though the old woman was doubtful, she quickly helped several people set up the dishes.