Chapter 3: You Are on The Wrong Grave.
Zhan Bei Tian’s eyes looked at the surprised Mu Yi Fan. Mu Yi Fan feared that the other party would see something so wrong so he hurriedly kowtowed down, followed up with action of the ritual offering to cover up his guilty conscience in his heart, and at the same time, touched the mask on the face and the glasses, made sure they stayed safe on the face, only then he felt a little relieved.
After finishing the work, he continue to pretend like it was nothing, he look at the grave in front of him and started to burn the incense.
While he was busy burning the offerings he quietly used the side glance to look Zhan Bei Tian and saw the other person take his eyes back. His heart really fell back.
At this moment, Mu Yi Fan’s mood was very complicated, he was both happy to find the man, and worried that he can not finish it, especially since the male Zhan Bei Tian is still exactly the same as his imagination…
“Who are you?” A voice suddenly interrupted Mu Yi Fan’s thoughts.
Mu Yi Fan looked back up. He saw a middle-aged man patting his shoulder down, followed by an old man and a middle-aged woman, a young man and two little girls, all six eyes curiously staring at him, especially Mu Yi Fan’s face with a mask and glasses, a pair of thievery aura which immediately made six people feel vigilant.
Mu Yi Fan looked at them and looked at the grave in front of him. Finally, his eyes fell on the burial plate on the ground before the middle-aged man. He thought that this grave should be their ancestors.
The middle-aged woman and a man looked straight at Mu Yi Fan, and the more they look at the more fierce gas mask and glasses Mu Yi Fan had on, the more Mu Yi Fan looked like the enemy. The old woman looked at the middle-aged man, and whispered: “The child is wierd you see him in the last grave and he is covered up the whole face, he wouldn’t be the driver who caused the accident that killed third son?”
Hey?
Mu Yi Fan was stunned. Although the voice of middle-aged women was not loud, he still clearly heard what she said. Just as he wanted to explain, he listened to the old man’s yell with a fierce anger: “What? He is the driver who the killed third son?”
The middle-aged woman snorted: “Look at him… it will be his guilty conscience that made him come here because he dreamed of third son in the middle of the night so to parify his guilt he will come to burn the incense to appease him!”
Mu Yi Fan quickly stood up and explained: “This ….big brother… !”
Feeling free to find a lead on the grave, and he can encounter this unfortunate thing, but also be mistaken for the accident driver who killed this family relative!
He is too unlucky, right?
Besides, if he was not afraid of Zhan Bei Tian recognizing him, how can he cover up and be like a thief!
“Ah! Who is your big brother? It’s a shameless thing, don’t think that you can use your family money and pay us to make us forgive you!” The middle-aged woman opushed Mu Yi Fan down, and then the old woman knelt on the grave. She cried aloud before lamenting: “My poor third son, when you are less than five years old, you were hit by…”
The other five people looked at Mu Yi Fan with red eyes, especially the middle-aged man was full of grief and anger. He swung his walking stick to Mu Yi Fan.
Mu Yi Fan hurriedly avoided the swung stick: “You misunderstood, I am not the driver you spoke about, I am just… just on the wrong grave…”
He just spoke out the two words, and the sound of firecrackers sounded and made his words fly in the wind.
The old man who missed, angrily raised his walking stick again and shouted: ” Son of bitch !, I want to break your legs and make you worship my third son properly”
Mu Yi Fan saw that they did not listen to his explanation, he got up and broke into a run.
Perhaps his heart is remembering the man and he actually ran in Zhan Bei Tians direction.