Chapter 754

Mu Ya snorted, and Mu Chen asked her: "Can you give your phone to Mom?"

"Mom is driving."

Mu Chen smiled, "Is there anything else Mu Ya wants to say to Dad?"

"Yes." The little girl replied, when Mu Chen asked her what else she wanted to say, she replied naturally: "Mu Ya misses Daddy."

"Daddy also misses Mu Ya. When your Uncle Xiu Jie gets better, Daddy will go back." Mu Chen comforted his daughter. The daughter has always had a mother who can do everything well. Now she also knows that she misses Daddy, which makes him very happy .

Mu Ya groaned again, feeling that she had finished what she wanted to say, she said to Mu Chen: "Daddy, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Mu Chen responded to his daughter gently, and waited until the little girl hung up the phone before he put the phone away, and inadvertently saw Yi Xiujie on the hospital bed looking at him enviously with open eyes.

He stood up in surprise, took two steps forward, bent slightly and said to Yi Xiujie, "Xiu Jie, are you awake?"

Yi Xiujie just woke up, his whole body is very weak, and his speech is also weak, "Mu Chen...why are you here?"

Mu Chen pulled over the chair, sat down again, and looked at Yi Xiujie with concern. Yi Xiujie's head was also injured, wrapped in gauze, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of foundation , It's frighteningly white.

Mu Chen was glad that he was the one who came instead of Ye Qing and Zhang Xiao, otherwise they would be so sad to see Yi Xiujie like this.

"Xiu Jie, you are very weak, don't talk yet, just listen to me." Mu Chen said gently, and then asked Yi Xiujie, "Do you want some water?"

Yi Xiujie hummed lightly.

Mu Chen got up and poured water for him.

While Mu Chen was pouring water, Yi Xiujie tilted his head slightly, looking at the strange ward, the memories flowed back into his mind like a tide.

He remembered everything before the accident:

On the day he returned to Yi's Village, Yi Xiujie knew that his father's ashes had been moved to the Yi's ancestral hall.

Regardless of the fatigue of the long journey, Yi Xiujie said to Yi Peinan after a simple meal at the village chief's house, "Uncle, I want to pay my respects to my father at the ancestral hall."

Before Yi Peinan could speak, the village head said, "Uncle Xiu Jie, you must be tired after coming back from such a far place. Let's rest for a while, and it won't be too late to pay homage to your father tomorrow."

The village head's wife also echoed: "That's right, let's take a rest first."

Everyone in Yijia Village has the surname Yi, and the descendants descended from the same ancestor are all related to each other. Even though the village head is already in his fifties, Yi Xiujie is still a generation older than him.

Yi Peinan looked at Yi Xiujie, seeing that his nephew wanted to pay homage to his father as soon as he came back, Yi Peinan was happy in his heart, at least his nephew still remembered where his roots were, and was not as ruthless as Ling Hongyu.

So, he stood up and said to the village chief: "Since Xiu Jie wants to pay homage to my brother, I'll take him to have a look." Then, he ordered the village chief's wife to prepare some joss sticks and paper money for them. Used for worship.

Neither of them wanted to rest first, and the village chief didn't have much to say, so he asked his wife to help prepare some joss paper money.

Accompanied by his uncle, Yi Xiujie went to the Yi family's ancestral hall.

Along the way, I saw a lot of villagers, but Yi Xiujie didn’t know any of them. Others still had an impression of his name. The one I remembered most was his mother, Ling Hongyu. Ling Hongyu was so beautiful in such a small place like the countryside. , Ling Hongyu is undoubtedly a fairy descended from the world, women are jealous of her, men say that grapes are sour when they can't eat grapes, and Ling Hongyu herself is unfeminine and has a bad reputation, so everyone remembers her.

After learning that Ling Hongyu remarried to a rich man, everyone was not surprised and took it for granted.

The Yi family's ancestral hall is guarded by special personnel, and the door is usually open during the day and only closed at night. When uncle and nephew Yi Xiujie went, it was already evening, the sky had not yet completely darkened, and the people guarding the ancestral hall were about to close the door, so the uncle and nephew arrived just in time.

Under the guidance of the clansmen, Yi Xiujie and his nephew found Yi's father's ashes urn. The urn was placed on a small shelf, and there was a small incense burner on the small shelf. There were a lot of ashes on the incense burner Bone, it should be when the clansmen offer incense during the festivals, the poor clansman has no one to worship, so I added some incense to him by the way.

Yi Xiujie saw his father's ashes, and together with Yi Peinan, he carefully burned his father's incense.

Afterwards, Yi Xiujie wanted to stay alone to talk to his father's soul, so Yi Peinan sat smoking and chatting with the clansmen who guarded the ancestral hall at the door.

In fact, Yi Xiujie wanted to take a peek at whether his father's ashes were white or black. In front of his uncles, he couldn't lift the lid of his father's ashes and disturb his father's soul. He would be regarded as a treason by the tribe .

In front of the countless spirit cards, Yi Xiujie was the only one, and the sky was getting dark, making the entire ancestral hall look gloomy.

Yi Xiujie knelt down in front of his father's spirit, "Dad, Xiujie wanted to know how you died, and would do something to disturb your old man. Please forgive me."

As he spoke, he knocked heavily on his father's ashes a few times.

Standing up abruptly, he first looked around to make sure that there was no one there. Yi Penan and that clansman were at the door, so they couldn't see what was going on inside.

So, he stepped forward a few steps and stood in front of his father's ashes, with an extremely solemn expression, stretched out his hands, and suddenly lifted the lid of his father's ashes, and then looked inside.

In an instant, his face turned pale, and the hand holding the altar cover was trembling, and he almost slipped and dropped the altar cover.

"Xiu Jie, are you ready? The door is about to close." Yi Peinan's questioning voice from outside suddenly came.

Yi Xiujie quickly put the altar cover back on the columbarium. When Yi Peinan came in, he had already knelt back in front of his father's altar. He couldn't control his emotions, tears rolled in his eyes, and he was bearing Great impact.

Seeing Yi Xiujie crying silently, Yi Peinan thought it was because he felt ashamed of his father. He hadn't come back to pay respects to his father for more than 20 years, so he was a little excited at the moment. He stood beside Yi Xiujie, trying to persuade Yi Xiujie's, who knew that Yi Xiujie burst into tears.

"dad--"

Yi Xiujie's crying father echoed in Yi's ancestral hall, miserable.

Yi Penan and that clansman were infected by him and wiped their eyes frequently.

In the end, the two of them supported Yi Xiujie together. Yi Xiujie has never been so resentful and sad as he is now.

Just now, he saw clearly.

My father's ashes were black.

From the old doctor Ren Rui, he was able to confirm that his father did not suffer from liver cancer, and the ashes that died of cancer were black, which meant that his father was poisoned to death.