My Youth Began With Him - Chapter 530

Chapter 530
Chapter 530: The Truth About Dong Tao Town (10)
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

After waiting for a while, no one answered the door…

Unwilling to give up, Qin Chu was just about to push through the door when a voice sounded from behind them .

"Who are you guys looking for?"

Huo Mian turned around to see a young boy, about 15 or 16 years old . He was tall and had dark skin .

He held a basketball in his hands and was sweating through his shirt . He seemed to have just come back from playing outside .

"Little boy, we are looking for the owner of this house, have you seen him?" Huo Mian asked politely .

"We are distant relatives of Grandpa Yang," Qin Chu added .

"You guys are looking for Grandpa Yang…?" The little boy had a weird expression on his face .

"Isn't he at home? I heard that he came back a few days ago," Qin Chu said .

"He's… already dead," the little boy hesitated for a moment before slowly saying .

"What? Dead?" Huo Mian and Qin Chu exclaimed at the same time .



"It happened the night before last . He was supposed to be buried yesterday, but there's a tradition in our town that we can't bury people on the 7th and 8th days of the lunar calendar . So, we're waiting until tomorrow to do it . Grandpa Yang didn't have any relatives, and his only niece is still down south, but I don't think her life is that good either . He doesn't have much money, so the head of the village said to place his body in the town's morgue and cremate and bury him tomorrow . "

"I thought he was fine, how did he die all of a sudden?" Huo Mian couldn't hide her disappointment; she had just found another clue, but again, for some weird reason, the trail disappeared…

The young boy scratched his head and said, "I don't know either . My mom and the others said that Grandpa Yang took his own life . He didn't have any children, and he couldn't go back to his niece's, so he didn't see a reason to live . But I don't think that was the case . Grandpa Yang is a really nice and optimistic person, he even played Chinese chess with me the day before he died . "

Huo Mian and Qin Chu fell silent…

"Cheng, why are you there? Come home for dinner!" a woman around 30 years old shouted from afar .

"Coming, Mom!" Then, the young boy turned around and said, "I'm going to go now, my mom's calling me for dinner . "



"Thank you, little boy . " Huo Mian nodded at him .

"I guess we're too late…" Qin Chu said quietly .

"Yeah… it's so weird that he's dead . "

"What do you want to do now?" Qin Chu asked for Huo Mian's opinion .

"I want to go see the head of the village . "

"I was thinking of the same thing, let's go . "



In the end, Qin Chu and Huo Mian failed to enter Uncle Yang's old house, but they did find out where the head of the village lived . Therefore, they headed toward the big, steel-slate house where he lived; his last name was Zhu, he had a good reputation and was well respected within the village .

"You guys are…?"

"Oh, we are distant relatives of Uncle Yang, I heard that he came back a while ago, so we wanted to come to see him, but when we got here, someone told us that he died . What happened?" Huo Mian listened to Qin Chu and pretended to be Uncle Yang's relative .

Upon hearing that they were Yang's relatives, the head of the village relaxed and invited them into his home .

"What kind of relatives are you? I've never heard him mention it . I thought he only had a niece?" The head of the village looked at Qin Chu and Huo Mian with a confused expression on his face .

"Oh, here's what happened, Uncle Yang is a distant relative, but we haven't contacted each other in years . My parents are currently looking to reacquaint with him, so they asked me to come to check this place out . I heard that Uncle Yang recently returned from down south, and therefore we came to visit him today . "

"Oh, I see… well, you guys are too late, he's gone now . "

"I heard, but how did it happen? It's so sudden . How did he die?" Qin Chu again asked for Yang's cause of death .