Seeing Ning Huanxin squatting in front of the tomb, Aunt Zhang looked very surprised.
"Why are you here?"
She frowned, and the look in her eyes became more complicated when she saw the ashes on the ground.
"I... I went for a run in the morning and passed by here."
Ning Huanxin slowly stood up. At this time, Aunt Zhang saw the rouge box in her hand, and her expression suddenly changed. She rushed over and grabbed Ning Huanxin's hands: "You... why do you have this brand of rouge? This It’s her favorite, her favorite thing!”
and…
This brand of rouge was no longer produced five years ago.
"she?"
Ning Huanxin looked at the basket in Aunt Zhang's hand, and then stared at her complicated expression: "Aunt Zhang, do you know the person in this grave? Do you know her story?"
"No, I do not know."
Upon hearing Lin Yue's words, Aunt Zhang immediately took a few steps back with a pale face.
"You lied. Are you here to worship her? I just saw a man worshiping her. This box of rouge was left by that man!"
Ning Huanxin didn't give Aunt Zhang much time to think.
Sure enough, after hearing Ning Huanxin's last words, Aunt Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Man? Have you seen him? Who is he? What does he look like!"
After more than twenty years, is he finally willing to show up
At that time, my cousin refused to tell who that man was, but later...
Aunt Zhang didn't dare to think about what happened after that. It was a nightmare, everyone's nightmare.
In a blink of an eye, it has been more than twenty years.
In fact, even if you know who that man is, what's the point? Perhaps he has never left Zhangjia Town in the past twenty years. He lives in this town, hiding dark secrets in his heart, waiting for the punishment to come...
"Ms. Ning, this place is very sinister and is not the place for you to stay. You should go back."
Aunt Zhang had regained her composure by this time. She knelt down and took out the Ming coins from the basket she carried with her.
Today is her birthday.
In the first few years, Aunt Zhang did not dare to come see her and burn paper money for her, but later, the people in Zhangjia Town seemed to have collective amnesia. Everyone forgot about her and what happened back then.
Slowly, Aunt Zhang began to come frequently to pay her respects.
After all, he is her last relative in this world.
Seeing Aunt Zhang burning paper in front of the grave with a calm face, Ning Huanxin did not leave but knelt down again: "Aunt Zhang, you must come to see her often, right? Why don't you set up a tombstone for her and the child as a lonely ghost? Very pitiful!"
child…
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Aunt Zhang's hands shook. She looked at Ning Huanxin coldly: "Who are you? Are you a tabloid reporter? We don't welcome reporters in Zhangjia Town."
This place can be rented out to the crew for filming at a large sum of money. After all, this is something the team leader agreed to do, and everyone has money to take it.
In fact, the aboriginal people in Zhangjia Town are very resistant to outsiders, especially those from the film crew or the media.
Basically, every member of the crew will be criticized when they come here. Moreover, accidents often happen in this barren grave outside the town. People in the town keep silent about it, and many media have been trying to interview them, or expose the so-called The "haunted" truth about.
The residents of Zhangjia Town would never approve of this kind of approach that would disturb the souls of the dead.
Seeing the hatred and wariness on Aunt Zhang's face, Ning Huanxin just smiled: "I'm not a reporter, I'm really just a walk-on."