I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

The words on the back of the photo kept the room quiet for a long time.

When Mr. Shen saw off his old friend, not a single bird dared to sing.

He Chuan stood at the door, forgetting even to hold up the microphone.

Zhao Lei leaned over for a look, his voice lowered.

"This character is quite something."

Bai Sisi glanced at him.

"Don't comment on everything."

Zhao Lei immediately retreated.

"I respect history."

Old Wu held the photo tightly, his hand never letting go.

Chen Li also saw the line of text.

He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Mr. Wu, who is this Mr. Shen giving this to?"

Old Wu shook his head.

"have no idea."

Chen Hui sneered.

"Who knows if this photo was just a publicity stunt?"

The atmosphere in the courtyard changed again.

Yang Mi looked up at him.

Chen Hui looked at the camera and became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

"The production crew is here, the celebrities are here, and the kid just finished playing the suona and immediately pulled out a photo from twenty years ago."

"What a coincidence!"

The live chat exploded instantly.

"Why is this person still being so stubborn?"

"Wasn't he slapped in the face enough just now?"

"But the photo did come at a very opportune time."

"Don't rush, Shen Ling'er definitely has something to say."

Shen Ling'er did indeed look up at him.

"You're quite clever too."

Chen Hui's face darkened.

"What do you mean?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the photo.

"This photo is older than you."

Zhao Lei almost burst out laughing.

Chen Hui gritted his teeth.

How can you prove it?

Shen Ling'er walked up to Old Wu and extended her hand.

"Grandpa, can I take a look?"

Mr. Wu hesitated for a moment before handing her the photo.

Shen Ling'er did not touch the front of the photo.

She pinched the corner, looked behind her, and then smelled it again.

Chen Hui frowned.

"What are you doing? Playing tricks?"

Shen Ling'er ignored him.

She looked at Qin Zheng.

"Officer, can this paper be used to check its age?"

Qin Zheng nodded.

"able."

Shen Ling'er then pointed to the back of the photo.

"Ink can also be used for testing."

Qin Zheng looked at Chen Hui.

"If you have any doubts, you can go through the authentication process."

Chen Hui's face stiffened.

He's just being stubborn.

If we really need to verify it, and it turns out to be real, he'll be even more embarrassed.

Shen Ling'er handed the photo back to Old Wu.

"besides."

She pointed to the corner of the photo.

"Here is the Chen family's gate plaque."

Chen Li immediately approached.

At the edge of the photo, half of the character "陈" (Chen) is indeed visible on the old wooden door.

Chen Li's pupils contracted.

"This is the back door of our old house."

Chen Hui wanted to say something more.

Shen Ling'er raised her hand and pointed to the mourning hall.

"If you keep making noise, your grandpa won't leave."

Chen Hui shut up on the spot.

That's more effective than anything else.

Everyone in the courtyard saw that the coffin couldn't be lifted just now.

Chen Li said in a deep voice, "Chen Hui, apologize."

Chen Hui's face turned bright red.

"Uncle..."

Chen Li stared at him.

"Apologize."

Chen Hui gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Ling'er.

"sorry."

Shen Ling'er waved her hand.

"Don't tell me."

Chen Hui was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er pointed to the mourning shed.

"Tell your grandfather."

The courtyard fell silent again.

Chen Hui stood still.

Chen Li hissed, "Go."

Chen Hui then walked to the altar, knelt down, and whispered something.

Shen Ling'er watched for a while and then nodded.

"This time it sounds like human speech."

Zhao Lei covered his mouth.

He really couldn't hold back any longer.

Old Wu didn't laugh.

He stared at the photo, as if remembering something.

"My master once said that Mr. Shen came to the Chen family's house on the day he arrived."

Chen Li suddenly looked up.

"Our Chen family?"

Old Wu nodded.

"But it's not for your father."

Chen Li frowned.

"Who is that?"

Old Wu looked towards the back of the mourning hall.

"Is there an empty coffin in your ancestral hall?"

These words were spoken.

The faces of the Chen family members all changed.

Chen Li remained silent.

Chen Hui knelt before the altar, his body stiffening for a moment.

Qin Zheng immediately caught this reaction.

"Mr. Chen?"

Chen Li remained silent for a moment.

"have."

He Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Can this show ever return to the realm of ordinary job experiences?

The live stream chat has gone crazy.

An empty coffin?!

"Here we go again! Family-themed reality shows never disappoint me."

"Whom did Shen Fei send off at the Chen family twenty years ago? Who was in the empty coffin?"

Old Wu's voice was even lower.

"My master said this before he passed away."

"The Chen family is having a funeral; no one will be seen off."

"Deliver it to the door."

Shen Ling'er paused for a moment as she touched the copper coins.

Yang Mi immediately looked at her.

"Ling'er?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Mother, Father said so."

Yang Mi's heart tightened.

These three words are what she fears hearing most right now.

Qin Zheng took a step closer.

"What did he say?"

Shen Ling'er looked in the direction of the Chen family ancestral hall.

He said that some empty coffins are not for the dead to sleep in.

"It was a mistake to hide it for the living."

Chen Li's expression changed.

Chen Hui suddenly stood up.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"What's your hurry?"

Chen Hui opened his mouth.

I couldn't answer it.

Qin Zheng looked at Chen Li.

"Mr. Chen, is the ancestral hall open to the public?"

Chen Li hesitated.

This is a family matter.

But what happened today is no longer just a family matter.

The coffin couldn't be lifted.

Old photos.

Mr. Shen twenty years ago.

And there's the "door" that Shen Ling'er mentioned.

Chen Li took a deep breath.

"Can."

Chen Hui panicked.

"Uncle! Outsiders are not allowed in the ancestral hall!"

Chen Li looked at him.

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Hui's face turned pale.

That one sentence shut him down.

The ancestral hall is in the backyard.

The door was secured with a brass lock.

Chen Li took out the key, but paused for a moment.

It can't be inserted into the keyhole.

Chen Hui immediately said, "The lock is broken, let's check it another day."

Shen Ling'er walked over and squatted down.

She glanced at the keyhole.

"It's not broken."

Qin Zheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er raised her head.

"Someone filled it with wax."

Chen Li's face darkened.

"Who did it?"

Shen Ling'er looked at Chen Hui.

Chen Hui immediately took a step back.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Shen Ling'er said, "There's white wax powder on your cuffs."

Chen Hui lowered his head instinctively.

There were indeed some white flakes on the edge of his cuff.

Everyone in the courtyard saw it.

Chen Li stepped forward and grabbed Chen Hui by the collar.

"Did you do this?"

Chen Hui panicked.

"I...I just don't want you to go in!"

"There are old things in the ancestral hall. If we film it live and broadcast it, where will the Chen family put their face?"

Shen Ling'er sighed.

"Your face is really busy."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Chen Jialian: I've endured too much."

"Shen Ling'er's mouth is so sharp, but I feel so good about it."

Qin Zheng put on gloves and inspected the keyhole.

"It's definitely blocked."

Chen Li gritted his teeth.

"Can it be opened?"

Qin Zheng looked at Shen Ling'er.

Shen Ling'er looked up at Yang Mi.

"mother?"

Yang Mi remained silent for a second.

"Open the door, but don't touch anything."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

She took a thin bamboo skewer from Old Wu's instrument case and asked someone to bring hot water.

Wet the bamboo skewer and insert it into the hole.

With a gentle turn.

The white wax was gradually extracted.

Chen Hui looked at her, his face growing paler and paler.

Half a minute later.

Click.

The lock is open.

The ancestral hall door was pushed open.

A musty smell of wood wafted out.

A memorial tablet was placed inside the room.

Inside the innermost part, there really was an empty coffin.

The coffin lid was not closed tightly.

It was covered with a gray cloth.

Chen Li walked over and reached out to lift it.

There were no remains in the coffin.

There was only one long wooden box.

On the wooden box, there is a carved image of a broken lock.

Qin Zheng's expression changed.

"The mark of the person who locked the door."

Yang Mi pulled Shen Ling'er closer to him.

Shen Ling'er, however, stared at the wooden box.

"These aren't theirs."

Qin Zheng asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er stretched out her hand, revealing the copper coin on her wrist.

She aligned the notch of the copper coin with the broken lock pattern on the wooden box.

The two were surprisingly aligned at the same angle.

Old Wu gasped.

"This copper coin..."

Shen Ling'er took the copper coins back.

"My father gave it to my mother."

She looked at Chen Li.

"This box was left to my father by your grandfather."

Chen Li was stunned.

How did you know?

Shen Ling'er pointed to the side of the wooden box.

There was a line of small characters engraved there.

The characters are very shallow.

They could only see it clearly when they got closer.

To Mr. Shen

Everyone in the courtyard fell silent.

The live stream froze for a moment.

Then the live chat exploded with comments.

"Shen Fei! It's Shen Fei again!"

"Are there any items in the Chen family ancestral hall intended for Shen Fei?"

"Who exactly is he?!"

Chen Hui suddenly lunged forward and reached out to snatch the wooden box.

Qin Zheng reacted quickly and grabbed his wrist.

Chen Hui cried out in pain.

"I'm just taking a look!"

Shen Ling'er looked at him coldly.

"You're not watching."

"You want to burn it."

Chen Hui's expression changed drastically.

Qin Zheng took a lighter out of his pocket.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Chen Li slapped him across the face.

Snapped!

Chen Hui's head was knocked to the side by the blow.

Chen Li's voice trembled.

"What exactly do you know?"

Chen Hui covered his face, his lips trembling.

"Someone gave me money..."

"He said that if anyone from the Shen family enters the ancestral hall today, he will destroy the box."

Qin Zheng immediately asked, "Who?"

Chen Hui shook his head.

"have no idea."

Shen Ling'er walked up to him.

"Left hand wrapped in bandage, smoking a cigar?"

Chen Hui suddenly looked up.

How did you know?

Qin Zheng's eyes darkened.

It's that same person again.

Shen Ling'er looked at the wooden box.

"daughter."

Yang Mi lowered his head.

Shen Ling'er's voice was very soft.

"They're not here to see their father."

"They're waiting for Dad to come and drive this."

The voice just fell.

A very faint sound suddenly came from the wooden box.

Click.

It felt like something inside moved on its own.

Everyone retreated at the same time.

Qin Zheng raised his hand.

"Don't move."

Shen Ling'er, however, stared at the broken lock pattern on the wooden box.

For the first time, her little face didn't show any arrogance.

"daughter."

Yang Mi gripped her hand tightly.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er whispered:

"This box is calling for my father."