Seeing them about to leave, I quickly stopped the two of them, "Uncle, wait!"

After hearing my greeting, the two of them stopped and turned to look at me, "What's the matter?"

The uncle could speak Mandarin. When I heard this, I quickly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, we came here to find Mr. Mao, but when we came here, we saw that all the lights in Mao Village were turned off. Come out, so

We want to ask you what's going on in Maocun, why do you turn off the lights as soon as it gets dark?"

"Are you from outside?" the uncle asked, looking the three of us up and down.

I nodded and said, "Yes, we are coming from out of town."

"Then go back and come back tomorrow! See if you can see Mr. Mao tomorrow." As he spoke, the uncle took the woman beside him and left.

Hearing this, I was very puzzled! What does it mean to see if I can see Mr. Mao tomorrow?

"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" I walked up to the uncle again, stopped him and asked.

The uncle was a little unhappy when he saw me stopping him. I quickly said, "I know you are here to see Mr. Mao for your daughters, and I also know that Mr. Mao has some real abilities! Because I saw your daughter standing just now.

Crying at the crossroads."

When they heard what I said, both of them stared at me with their eyes wide open, feeling very surprised.

I continued, "Your daughter probably died in a car accident on the road ahead, right? We just saw her running on the road on the way here. She probably didn't know that she was dead. She knew just now,

So I stood by and watched you two cry."

"Really? Have you really seen my girl?" Before the uncle could speak, the aunt asked me in less fluent Mandarin.

No matter what nationality a person is, when she hears her ten-month-old child crying next to her, it will touch her heart. This is the so-called pity for parents in the world!

I hummed and said, "I really saw it, otherwise how would I know that your family has a daughter?"

As I spoke, I looked at the girl who was still standing by the fire and described, "Does she have long braids? She also has long hair hanging on her back, and she is wearing a red Mongolian robe.

There are white hairs from her neck to her chest, as well as on her cuffs. Her face is round, and her eyebrows are like willow leaves. By the way, she also has a mole under the corner of her eye, isn't that so?"

Listening to my description, both of them nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that is my girl, that is my girl. You, can you also be psychic? Can you let me see my daughter?"

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The woman shed tears and said to me sadly, "My girl died three years ago. She was only sixteen years old. She was hit and killed on the road by someone! When we found her, her chest was crushed!"

"We made a crossing for her, but people kept saying they met her on the road! Car accidents often happened on the road where she had a car accident. Last month I always dreamed that my girl was sitting and crying on the road. I thought

I was wondering if she could not rest in peace, so I came here to find Mr. Mao and asked him to help my daughter rest in peace."

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my girl would actually be on that road all the time..."

"Little master, can you let us see my girl? Our old couple only has one daughter, and that daughter was picked up! Now that she is dead, we are helpless. We don't ask for anything, we just want to see her.
Chapter completed!