After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 239 Suiyuan Brother Suizhumeier
Seeing that the breath disappeared, Gu Ling sat on the stool and thought for a while, then picked up the phone and asked the boss for leave.

Jing Sihe said yes casually, and Gu Ling thanked the other party, and let Xiyu take leave by the way.

Afterwards, with black and white, the three of them teleported to a place.

It was a very peaceful small mountain village with a population of less than a hundred, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there was only one way out. When Gu Ling and the black and white characters came down from the forest, the few farmers were stunned.

How did these three white and tender people suddenly appear from the mountain?

Because it is to show its appearance in front of people, Bai Zhi is wearing a white cotton jacket and army green overalls at the moment, and black characters are not wearing suspenders. Gu Ling is wearing ordinary sportswear today. The three of them look like they are going for an outing or a walk in the park. The three brothers and sisters who left.

"Ni'er, why did you come down from the mountain? I didn't see any cars coming in today." An old lady wiped her sweat and approached, shaking her straw hat.

A smell of sweat was also evident.

Bai Zhi was raised by Gu Ling to be a bit squeamish, and hid behind Gu Ling's back to pretend to be afraid of strangers, while the black characters were expressionless and smelled of sweat, which was better than him and Bai Zhi under the coffin smelling the smell of rotten corpses and long insects.

A warm smile hung on the corner of Gu Ling's mouth: "Old man, I would like to ask you something. Is there a family here whose ancestors were high-ranking officials?"

"Ah? There are several families in this village whose ancestors have been officials and who have been champions. Tell me what the name of the old man in this family is. I know it all." With so few people, no one knows who.

Gu Ling thought for a moment: "The surname is Sui, the casual one."

No specific name was given, but the old lady said: "I know, I know, there is only one family in the village with this surname. Young people also go outside to earn a living since they were young, but there are some rules, saying that three generations of males from one family must stay here to take care of the two graves, and I have never heard of such a high-ranking official."

The tombstones of their ancestors who were scholars all have beautiful tombstones, which are often cleaned and refurbished. These two well-served tombs have no words, which is also a great spectacle of their village.

It would be easy to find someone who knew Suijia. Gu Lingyong herself was a distant relative of Suijia, and happened to pass by here to say hello to relatives, and maybe they would become acquainted in the future.

Even though the reason was far-fetched, the old lady still took them to the house.

Probably because she was old, her mind was not careful, or her judgment was affected by something, the old lady talked with her for several minutes, but she didn't find the shadow of the three of them, they were always in the same shape and orientation, very rigid.

The black and white words suddenly followed silently. On the way, the white paper took Gu Ling's hand.

Gu Ling said that before she died, she would help them find their clansmen and settle their worries.

Could it be that she now...

Her mind is different from before, what kind of tribe is not tribe——

"Here we are." The old lady's words interrupted the white paper's thinking, and a farm yard appeared in front of everyone. Inside, there was a little old man squinting, enjoying his grandson's back beating, and a middle-aged man was chopping firewood.

In some rural areas, many people still like to use firewood and large stoves. This way, the rice is delicious and there is always hot water. Firewood is the fuel, and it has to be cut not so thick to be suitable for use.

"Old Sui, there are visitors at your house, look familiar." The old lady pointed to the three people behind her.

"Who, our relatives will call before they come, this road is not easy, how could it suddenly..." The middle-aged man had never seen Gu Ling and the black and white words, so he was also puzzled at this moment.

Just as he was about to ask more questions, the little old man stood up suddenly, stared at the black and white writing, and finally fixed on the face of the black and white writing. "This mole, this face, the golden ring around the ear, oh my god, what family are you from? Why are you still pretending to be an ancestor?"

Hei Zi flinched and took two steps back. He seemed to know that this was someone related to him.

Seeing a few people who seemed to know each other, the old lady went out to work.

The little old man was still looking at the black and white characters, but Gu Ling suddenly said: "The person you worship is called Brother Suiyuan, sister Suizhu."

The little old man blinked, as if he didn't understand what Gu Ling said.

(End of this chapter)