Chapter 1,173: Shot?
He Xiyan finally reburied her parents in another place chosen by the Feng Shui master for her, which is on the southwest side of this mountain, more than a thousand meters away from here.
As for what the Feng Shui master said about her mother's willingness to disperse her soul and leave because of Ye Hao's arrival, she didn't understand what it meant until she was on the way home.
She felt that her mother's biggest wish was to find Manman. It should be because of Manman's arrival that her mother's wish was fulfilled.
As for Ye Hao, he just came to her mother's grave with her many years ago to pay homage.
The car was heading to Shashi Airport. Ye Hao was driving and he rented the car.
Xixi sat in the co-pilot seat. Because she didn't rest well for two days, she had fallen asleep in the car.
He Xiyan sat in the back seat with Yuanyuan.
He Xiyan didn't say much throughout the whole process, but turned her head to look out the window and look at the scenery she was familiar with.
This Qingming Festival experience is still vivid in her mind, and she thinks she will never forget it in her life.
Suddenly, He Xiyan's hand was pulled by Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan leaned close to her mother's ear and whispered, "Mom, on the day the coffin was opened, Xixi secretly went to the cemetery."
"What did you say?"
He Xiyan was stunned, as if she was electrocuted, and her body trembled suddenly.
Ye Hao also frowned in confusion. He didn't understand what Yuanyuan meant by this sentence. It's normal for Xixi to go to the cemetery. She's not a child.
"Xixi went to see grandma's bones." Yuanyuan said again.
He still remembered what the Feng Shui master who pretended to be a ghost said, saying that Xixi couldn't go to the cemetery, otherwise there would be a bloody disaster.
He Xiyan's back was cold, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back.
Some things are better to believe than not to believe, and it's better to be safe than sorry.
She suddenly regretted that she didn't find someone to watch Xixi, thinking that she was so old, she should be obedient and not go to the cemetery, how could this...
"What's going on?" Ye Hao turned his head and accurately captured the worry on He Xiyan's face.
Yuanyuan also looked at Ye Hao at this time.
There was no hatred and resentment in his eyes as a child, only a faint look.
It was like looking at a familiar stranger.
"That Feng Shui master said Xixi couldn't go to the cemetery, otherwise there would be a bloody disaster, but Xixi went on the day the coffin was opened." Yuanyuan's calm voice seemed to be a little worried.
Although he didn't believe the Feng Shui master's nonsense, once he heard it, there was always a knot in his heart. He only had one sister, so naturally he hoped that his sister would be well.
Ye Hao frowned, and a trace of worry quickly flashed across his amber eyes, but he soon calmed down his emotions and said in a deep voice: "That Feng Shui master, the fortune teller is just talking nonsense to cheat money, don't listen to their nonsense."
Ye Hao still remembered that he went to tell Yanyan's fortune many years ago. The fortune teller said that if Yanyan was still alive, one of Yuanyuan and Xixi would not live past three years old. Now the two children are so old.
Sure enough, the blind fortune teller was just talking nonsense and scaring people.
The car then drove to the vicinity of the airport, and the car rental company sent someone to collect the car.
The first person to get off was Ye Hao, followed by Yuanyuan, and then He Xiyan and Xixi.
Xixi seemed to be still asleep. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked unsteadily. She had walked to her mother's side, but in the blink of an eye she fell behind, seven or eight meters behind.
When she was about to run over to catch up with her mother.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
Xixi fell to the ground.