CHAPTER 589: CHAPTER 108_5

"Thank you, young lady, thank you. Can I tell you something?"

"No need."

Yin Meng went to various shops to ask around, then requested others to keep an eye out.

After finishing this set routine, Yin Meng inexplicably felt a sense of irritation.

Because she knew well, the strategies she could think of, they could also think of, and only do it better and more meticulously.

This town was not very large, and there weren’t many outsiders. Surely if anyone asked, the people on the street or the shop owners would have a profound impression, but there was none when she previously interacted with them.

"Meng Meng, what’s wrong?"

"I’m fine."

"Shall we continue searching then?"

"No, let’s go back."

The two returned to the Zheng family house, the door was closed.

Zheng Jiayi went up to push the door, and the door opened.

Then, Aunt’s voice came from behind the door: "You’re back."

And then, she herself came out, wearing the same clothes as last night.

"Aunt, you’re back?"

"Yes, I’m back."

"Is Uncle back too?"

"No, Da Qiang came to the mountains to find us; he took over my shift so I came back to prepare your lunch. Didn’t you eat breakfast, didn’t Da Qiang tell you?"

"Aunt, Brother Da Qiang told me, but I wanted to take my friend to try the local breakfast here, so I deliberately kept my stomach empty."

"Oh, are you going to eat lunch at home?"

Zheng Jiayi looked at Yin Meng; Yin Meng shook her head lightly.

"No, Aunt, we’re going to eat out later."

"Okay."

Aunt walked into the house and then directly went upstairs.

Yin Meng fetched some water from the well, washed her hands, and then her face.

This house, and the people in this house, gave off a peculiar vibe.

It’s a pity that she couldn’t find Brother Xiao Yuan; these clues couldn’t be reported for now.

The two went back upstairs, and when they reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Yin Meng pointed at the stairs leading further up.

"Meng Meng, that’s the attic, right? I’ve never been there."

"Let’s go take a look."

Yin Meng went up; the attic wasn’t cramped and seemed to be well-maintained, not dirty at all.

A red antique coffin was placed there.

Zheng Jiayi was startled by the coffin and hid behind Yin Meng.

"It’s nothing, I used to sell coffins."

Yin Meng walked to the coffin. The craftsmanship and materials of the coffin were not very exquisite; slightly well-off elders would not choose it as their burial material.

"Jiayi, your grandparents have passed away a long time ago, right?"

"Yes, the last time my parents came back, it was to visit my grandfather’s grave."

Both grandparents had passed away, then why was there still a coffin in the house?

Although she hadn’t met Zheng Jiayi’s uncle yet, judging from Aunt’s age, the couple probably weren’t at the age to prepare their burial materials in advance.

Just as Yin Meng was about to open the coffin to take a look, Aunt’s figure appeared at the doorway.

"Why did you come here?"

Zheng Jiayi replied, "We were just wandering around."

"This is a relative’s house being renovated; they temporarily placed their elderly’s prepared burial material in our home."

Yin Meng retracted her hand and said, "Oh, I see."

"There are many rats in the house, don’t run around and get frightened by them, haha."

"Yes, we know."

Yin Meng and Zheng Jiayi came into a room on the second floor; Zheng Jiayi sat on the bed while Yin Meng stood at the doorway.

"Meng Meng, shall we go out to eat?"

"No need, let’s just eat something simple." Yin Meng took out some biscuits from her backpack, handed them to Zheng Jiayi, then went back to standing by the door.

"Meng Meng, where should we start looking next?" Zheng Jiayi asked.

"We start from this house."

"Ah, I meant looking for your friend Mr. Xue."

"The same thing, finding his house will make it easier to pinpoint the root of your parents’ illness."

"Oh, I see," said Jiayi, nodding. She believed it.

"Jiayi, don’t you think your uncle’s family is very strange?"

"I mentioned it last night that their family has always been cold in character. Also, I don’t really interact much with them."

"Are you done eating?"

"Yes, I’m done."

"Then let’s go out then."

Yin Meng took Zheng Jiayi and left the Zheng family to start visiting neighbors, looking for those aunties and grandmas who seemed fond of chatting.

The neighbors revealed that the Zheng family was notoriously reclusive; they hardly interacted with outsiders and even didn’t invite them over even when their house needed something. Only the two brothers came home once or twice a year.

In the countryside, even the most introverted and unsociable people wouldn’t dare to skip attending village events.

Because everyone knew, such family events will eventually come to one’s own home; if you don’t attend others’, they won’t come to help at yours either.

The neighbors couldn’t provide any concrete information, so Yin Meng had to return to the Zheng family house and sat in the courtyard.

She was somewhat at a loss without contact from Xiao Yuan.

It seemed that, for now, she could only continue with the established pattern.

Like, trying to uncover the real secrets of the Zheng family without antagonizing them.

Yin Meng spent the entire afternoon sitting in the yard.

Finally, she saw Zheng Jiayi’s great-uncle; he returned carrying a fertilizer bag, with something moving inside it.

Zheng Jiayi greeted him, "Uncle."

"Yes, Jiayi."

"Where’s Brother Da Qiang, why didn’t he come back with you?"