In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

At nine o'clock in the evening, there was no one on the road. Some places didn't even have a light bulb. It was so dark that even the timid didn't dare to pass by.

Until the people leaving get out of class broke the silence.

Flashlights flashed in twos and threes from time to time, and whispers came from the silent night, which immediately stirred up the barking of dogs in the distance. After a few fierce noises, it fell silent again.

Song Hongguo and Huo Minglou rode their cars and passed by calmly. Each child sat on the front beam of the car, holding a flashlight and meticulously helping to illuminate the road ahead.

The cement road in the factory is fairly flat, so even riding at night is not difficult. When you get to the bumpy dirt road, it’s time to really test your skills. If you don’t pay attention, it’s easy to get in and out of pits. , bumpy like a small boat on the waves being attacked by wind and rain, it is miserable.

"Let's slow down and be careful..." Huo Minglou warned uneasily. Firstly, he was worried that she would suffer due to the road conditions. Secondly, he really hoped to ride slower so that he could spend more time with her.

Song Hongguo said "Yeah" casually, but at this moment she seemed to have found some fun, just like playing a game of whack-a-mole, constantly avoiding the pits on the road, Ling Yuan in her arms was more excited than she was, mouthing Reminds from time to time, "Left, yes, turn left, hey, you can turn back again, there is a pit ahead, oops..."

When the car inevitably got stuck, Ling Yuan swayed and grasped the handle of the car. The light of the flashlight was deflected into the wheat fields on both sides of the road. The wheat that was more than half a meter high was now yellow, and it was a continuous stretch, undulating with the wind.

Ling Yuan suddenly asked cautiously, "Mom, do you think there is anyone hiding in the wheat field?"

Song Hongguo thought he was scared and comforted him, "There won't be anyone. At this point, the people in the village have already gone to bed. Even if there is someone hiding secretly in the wheat field, they are definitely not good people. They will feel guilty when they see us being thieves." , If you don’t dare to show your face openly, don’t worry, if there is such a rampant person, and mom is still here, mom will protect you..."

Ling Yuan nodded, the beam of light shining in front of him, but his eyes scanned both sides uncontrollably, like a frightened little beast, always on guard against something.

Huo Minglou had a keen mind and immediately asked, "What's wrong with Xiaoyuan?"

The one who responded was Ling Zhi, who explained in a low voice with a complex expression, "Last year when we were at the farm in W Province, after it got dark, Xiaoyuan bumped into someone coming out of the wheat field. They were a man and a woman. They were sneaking around. He thought It's a funny thing. I casually told my dad about the appearance of the two people. After hearing this, my dad told him to keep this matter in his stomach. Xiaoyuan also agreed, but soon after , I don’t know why, but the woman among the two... died, and she died miserably. When Xiaoyuan found out, he was frightened. He also had a fever at the time, so my dad wiped him with wine for half a night. I just recovered..."

Huo Minglou suddenly thought of something, and looked worried and a little embarrassed. He turned to look at Song Hongguo and discussed with her, "How about I take Xiaoyuan instead?"

Ling Yuan obviously left a psychological shadow. He is a man and can more easily give children a sense of security.

Song Hongguo asked Ling Yuan for his opinion.

Ling Yuan shook his head, tensed his body and said, "I'm fine, Mom, I've already forgotten..."

If he hadn't seen the wheat field tonight, he really wouldn't be able to remember what happened last year.

Song Hongguo freed up a hand and rubbed his head soothingly, "Well, forget about it. It has nothing to do with you. Besides, you did a great job at the time."

It wasn't publicized everywhere, so the other party's death was not blamed on Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan murmured, "But, that person is still dead..."

Song Hongguo persuaded softly, "That's the cause and effect she created herself, and it has nothing to do with you. Everyone in this world must be responsible for their own actions, good and bad, they all have to suffer."

"Then, did she do something bad?"

For children, the topic of men and women cheating on each other was really out of bounds. Song Hongguo couldn't say it bluntly, so she had to think carefully and said, "I don't know whether he did something bad or not, but it cannot be done openly in front of others." Son, most likely she was despised or inappropriate. As for whether her subsequent murder had anything to do with Tibetan Wheat Field, it’s hard to say, but what mom can be sure of is that it has nothing to do with you. You have always been there from the beginning to the end. Not involved." "Really? It really has nothing to do with me?"

Song Hongguo said categorically, "Really, it has nothing to do with you at all."

Huo Minglou also said firmly, "Your mother is right. In that matter, you were just a passerby who glanced at me accidentally. There is no need to bear any burden at all."

If Ling Yuan had revealed the affair between the man and woman, it would have become an irreducible burden, whether he did it intentionally or not, but fortunately, it wasn't.

The two of them expressed relief one after another. Ling Yuan exhaled and his tense back finally relaxed. However, curiosity came up again, "Mom, what on earth were they doing hiding in the wheat field at that time?"

Song Hongguo, "..."

Isn't this embarrassing? How should she answer?

Huo Minglou cleared his throat, looking a little uncomfortable. The night wind was slightly cool, but it couldn't dissipate the heat on his face.

Drilling in wheat fields, haystacks, groves, cornfields... This kind of thing is not uncommon in the village, especially when talking about a partner. At such a young age, how can one really feel calm?When you get emotional and want to be intimate, you have to find a private place to talk to each other. Wheat fields, haystacks, and groves all play their role. If you look for it at night, you are likely to bump into a couple. Wild mandarin duck.

Especially for men and women having affairs, these places are definitely the first choice.

No matter how noble Huo Minglou is, he knows a thing or two about these things. After all, he has also had actual combat experience. Although it is not a haystack in a wheat field, the nature is the same.

Seeing the strange silence between the two of them, Ling Yuan shouted in confusion, "Mom?"

Song Hongguo had no choice but to say, "Mom doesn't know about that either. It's hard to make random guesses about things you don't know. If you guess wrong and give you wrong guidance, that would be bad."

Ling Yuan accepted this explanation and stopped asking further questions.

On the other hand, Huo Minglou asked Ling Zhi in a low voice, "What was the follow-up to that incident? How was it handled?"

Ling Zhi's tone was a little depressed unconsciously, "Let's just let it go."

Huo Minglou frowned, "After all, it's a human life, so why can't there be an explanation? Where are the woman's family members? There was no investigation afterwards?"

Ling Zhi shook his head. How many years older was he than his younger brother, and his mind was more precocious, so he knew about men and women cheating on each other, "If she does such an ugly thing, the woman's family will be ashamed to mention her, don't say Who should be held responsible? They didn’t recognize a daughter like her at all. They just thought she fell into the river and drowned, and then she was wrapped in a torn mat and buried."

Huo Minglou said in a deep voice, "Does that man have some power in his hands?"

Ling Zhi paused for a moment before whispering "Yeah".

Therefore, even if his father guessed some of the truth, he could not tell the investigators that their identities were sensitive, so how could they dare to stand up for others?