The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 228 There is a tomb behind the waterfall

After three torrential downpours, the sun finally came out, but it wasn't as hot as before.

It seems there's no way to dry the muddy ground today, so we can't harvest any more grain. We'll just take a break this afternoon.

Grandma Wang asked Wang Chuangui to teach the children, while Wang Chuanyuan helped with tidying up.

Then, he led Old Wang, Wang Chuanfu, Wang Chuanman, and Little Sheep into the mountains.

They wanted to go see the waterfall.

When they were still half a mile from the waterfall, Grandma Wang said to the little lamb, "Go over there and see if the people are still there, whether they are our people or someone else's."

Wang Chuanman couldn't help but laugh: "Mother, how could the little lamb understand such complicated words?"

This is just an ordinary goat, how could it be a divine goat?

No sooner had he finished speaking than the lamb spurred its hooves and ran forward. After a few steps, it turned its head and glanced at Wang Chuanman.

There seemed to be disdain in his eyes.

Wang Chuanman was puzzled, but then he saw that Old Mrs. Wang had a similar look in her eyes.

Wang Chuanman: ? ? ?

Was the sheep a spirit, or was his mother skilled at taming sheep?

He was truly perplexed.

The little lamb quickly returned to the main road and bleated twice at everyone.

The old lady then led everyone forward.

There was no one left at the waterfall. If it weren't for the messy traces on the ground, they wouldn't have believed that a battle had taken place there.

After a thunderstorm, many traces that should have been there have disappeared, including the increasingly strong smell of blood, which has now vanished without a trace.

The members of the "contracting team" had also disappeared without a trace.

Wang Chuanfu asked, "Mother, that's probably just the kids talking nonsense. They might not be telling the truth."

Actually, Wang Chuanfu had wanted to say this before. With the way Wang Wulang and his friends talk, they can't possibly take their nonsense seriously.

But their mother didn't believe them and took them on this trip.

It's several miles from the village to the waterfall, and the mountain path is difficult to walk. After doing farm work, the physical exhaustion from walking here is self-evident.

Normally, they wouldn't have such good mental strength.

In just these past few months, their physical condition has improved, and they can barely withstand it.

Not to mention Wang Chuanfu, even Wang Chuanman was completely baffled.

"Mother, what are we doing here?" Fortunately, Wang Chuanman was still worried about encountering trouble, and he had a weapon tucked into his waistband.

On the left is a sickle, and on the right is a woodcutter's knife.

Grandma Wang's gaze, however, was fixed on the waterfall.

There's more to discover behind the waterfall, as the children have said.

Grandma Wang ignored what her two sons were saying and just stared at the waterfall.

"Old woman, stop fussing. Let's go back and get some rest. Since it's rained and the weather is cool, we'll continue the harvest early tomorrow morning." Only after the grain harvest was finished could we finally put our minds at ease.

"Work, work! Is there nothing else on your head besides work? You're as dense as a block of wood. Why don't you just work yourself to death in the fields? You talk so much nonsense all day long, are you bloated from eating?"

Old Mrs. Wang glared angrily at Old Mr. Wang.

Old Wang: ?

Both of your sons spouted nonsense, why don't you scold them?

This person shouldn't do that!

Grandma Wang was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. She wanted to pick up a stone from the ground, but found that the ground was clean and she couldn't find a single stone.

After climbing a bit higher, they finally found a few pebbles.

I weighed the stone in my hand and then looked at the waterfall.

Wang Chuanman instantly understood: "Mom, you want to see if there's any space behind the waterfall? Give it to me, I'll smash it."

However, Old Mrs. Wang did not give the stone to Wang Chuanman.

She handed it to Old Wang: "Smash it into the waterfall, don't tell me you don't have the strength."

Old Wang took the stone and looked at Wang Chuanman provocatively: "You youngsters don't know how to find it. Let me tell you, this waterfall looks the same from the outside, but if there's more to it than meets the eye, then you need to find the right spot, like this—"

The stone hurtled towards the current, but was stopped by the rushing water and plunged into the deep pool below with a splash. Old Wang: "...cough, if you don't find the right spot, it'll end up like this."

Wang Chuanfu looked like he had learned a lesson.

Old Wang weighed the second stone in his hand, and this time he used all his strength to throw it violently towards the waterfall.

With a "crack," the stone disappeared into the waterfall and vanished without a trace.

Wang Chuanman immediately feigned shock: "Dad, there really is a trap behind us?"

He could hear the commotion from the authorities.

Grandma Wang's voice was unusually cold: "That's because your father sprained his arm."

Wang Chuanman: "..."

Wang Chuanfu: "..."

There was indeed a gap behind the waterfall. Wang Chuanman took off his sickle and machete from his waist and handed one to Wang Chuanfu.

The two brothers cut some vines, one side of which they wrapped around a large tree by the waterfall, and the other side around Wang Chuanman's waist.

Wang Chuanman slowly descended the waterfall, braving the powerful torrents, and carefully explored the area.

"Go down a little further," Old Wang directed from outside.

Wang Chuanman reached down with his toes, only to find nothing. He panicked, his breathing quickened, and before he could grab onto anything, he was swept away by the waterfall and plunged straight in.

"Fourth brother!!" Wang Chuanfu, watching anxiously from outside, immediately tried to pull up the vines.

Grandma Wang: "Don't rush, wait a little longer."

Sure enough, not long after, Wang Chuanfu felt the vine being pulled.

The three people pulled on the vines and slowly pulled Wang Chuanman out.

Wang Chuanman dodged the rapids and climbed up the rocks beside the waterfall.

He wiped the water off his face, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"Father, Mother, Eldest Brother, there really is something behind there!"

Old Wang asked, "What's there? A treasure trove?"

Wang Chuanman shook his head: "No, it's a tomb, and there's a set of armor outside, covered in rust."

Whose grave is hidden behind the waterfall?

Instead, Wang Chuanfu murmured, "I heard the village chief say that Hujia Village once produced a great general. Do you think that might be the great general's tomb?"

Grandma Wang: "Let's go back."

Old Wang: "Aren't you going back already? Aren't you going in to take a look?"

“This isn’t our problem, let the villagers handle it.” Old Mrs. Wang rubbed her forehead, looking slightly tired. “I’m going back, I’m exhausted.”

Even though everyone was taking care of Grandma Wang, she still did some work in the fields, so it would be a lie to say she wasn't tired.

She originally just wanted to see those mysterious people, and even though she was fully prepared but couldn't see them, she still had to come.

Fortunately, it wasn't a complete loss.

Old Wang squatted down in front of Old Lady Wang: "Come on, I'll carry you back."

Grandma Wang: "I want you to carry me?"

"What's wrong? I used to carry you on my back a lot when we were young!" Old Wang said, seeing that his two sons were present, but he didn't mention that his wife used to like being carried by him when they went out.

“You said it yourself that it was when you were young, but with your old arms and legs, you can’t do it—fourth brother, come and carry me.” Old Mrs. Wang was old after all, and she didn’t try to be strong.

Seeing his wife being carried on his fourth son's back, Old Wang felt terrible.

Ha, they actually think he's too old.

He followed for a couple of steps, feeling sullen, and then heard Old Mrs. Wang say something.

"Go back and get some medicinal wine from Doctor Hu. Don't you want that arm anymore?"

It turns out she still remembered that she had twisted her arm earlier.

Old Wang's face immediately broke into a wide smile, as if all his previous emotions had vanished: "Hey! I'll get it when I get back!"

Wang Chuanfu watched helplessly as his father's expression changed.

In those few short breaths, did something happen that he didn't notice?
(End of this chapter)