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There was no sound outside the door, and Chen Muyu jumped down from the beam and looked at the black bear in the pig pen. This beast had rough skin and thick flesh, and should be able to withstand the injection of medicine.

"It's easier on you."

With a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, Chen Muyu tiptoed out.

In the yard, just as he was about to climb over the wall and go out, a light came on on the second floor.

study.

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment. The light was turned on in the study room of Mr. Niu's house.

Still not sleeping at this late hour?

There were rustling voices, but they couldn't be heard clearly because they were separated by walls and windows.

Chen Muyu was a little curious. The second master’s family had two sons and one daughter. They had already married. The grandchildren were almost as old as Chen Muyu, but they all had families outside. Although they came back every year, they basically relied on I can't get home until New Year's Eve.

The second master's wife has passed away a long time ago. In other words, the second master Niu lives alone. How can there be anyone else in the second master's house in the middle of the night?

With some curiosity in his heart, Chen Muyu jumped up to the second floor, came to the study window, and stood against the wall.

Slowly turning his face, he looked inside through the window.

The window is blocked by curtains, but there is a small gap in the corner of the window. Through the gap, you can have a panoramic view of the scene in the house.

Moreover, it was relatively dark outside, so it was difficult to find Chen Muyu inside.

Is this voyeurism?

Chen Muyu felt a little uneasy. Especially since Mr. Niu had found a new wife, it would be immoral for him to do so.

However, Chen Muyu's anxiety soon disappeared.

In the study room, Mr. Niu squatted beside the bookshelf, rummaging for something in the cabinet at the bottom of the bookshelf.

After a while, a cloth bag wrapped in floral cloth was found.

There's already some dust on it.

Mr. Niu patted the dust, placed the cloth bag on the desk, and slowly opened it.

Chen Muyu's eyes widened when he saw it. Inside was a genealogy of the Chen family.

It looks very old and the cover is wrinkled.

Mr. Niu sorted it with his hands, trying to straighten out the wrinkled pages. Mr. Niu sat at the desk and simply picked it up and flipped through it.

"Old man, I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. I hope you don't blame me. I always felt that your death was unclear, so I kept this thing. Xiaoyu came to see me some time ago, and I couldn't help it. Told him something he shouldn’t have said.”

"But now that I think about it, I feel a little scared. There are some things that really shouldn't be allowed to get involved in these younger generations. It's because I didn't think about it..."

Mr. Niu Erye muttered to himself for a while, then took the book and walked out of the study door.

When Chen Muyu heard that he went downstairs and seemed to have gone to the kitchen, his heart suddenly tightened.

He quickly jumped down from the second floor and went around to the back of the kitchen. Through the window behind the kitchen, he saw Mr. Niu turning on the light and coming to the stove.

The earth stoves used in the village still burn firewood.

"Burn it, it's all over!"

Mr. Niu Erye sighed, threw the book into the stove, and picked up the lighter from the stove.

Chen Muyu was shocked. How could he be burned?

When he happened to see a washing stone for washing clothes next to the yard, Chen Muyu suddenly thought and struck it with a palm.

Divine Dragon Palm.

boom!

The wind roared in the palm, and there was a faint roar of dragons.

The one-meter-long washing stone exploded into four or five pieces.

Mr. Niu was startled in the kitchen, quickly got up and opened the door and walked into the yard.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Muyu walked vigorously around the back of the house and climbed into the kitchen through the water scooping window.

He immediately came to the stove, reached out and took out the Chen family genealogy from the stove.

Because I had cooked dinner at night, the stove was still hot, and sparks had already appeared on the wrapper.

Time was running out, and Chen Muyu didn't have time to read it. He just pulled off the cover, found a book of about the same size from the storage ring and put it in it.

Light the lighter and throw it into the stove.

The genealogy put it away in the storage ring, dug it out from where it came in, and closed the window.

yard.

Mr. Niu Erye looked at the broken slate in front of him, as if he was a little doubtful about life. How could such a big and hard slate, which was so good, suddenly break?

A light came on next door. It was Xu Xinggui, Chen Muyu's uncle, his neighbor. He was wrapped in a blanket and looked dazed. He must have just woken up.

"What's wrong, Second Master?"

Because they have different surnames and no one from the same clan in the family, there is no seniority to speak of. Therefore, except for the older generation in the village, everyone in the village calls Niu Henglun Erye when they meet him.

Mr. Niu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, the slate is broken!"

"Ah, how come the washing stone is broken like this?" Xu Xinggui walked over, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the gravel on the ground, somewhat surprised.

Looking up at the frighteningly silent night sky, my uncle subconsciously jumped under the eaves, "Isn't some meteorite falling?"

"Meteorite? If a meteorite falls, it will hit my washing stone." Niu Erye couldn't laugh or cry, "If it were a meteorite, would you be able to hide under the eaves?"

The uncle was a little embarrassed, laughed dryly, and walked out from under the eaves again, "That's strange. A good stone is broken into pieces like this. Could it be that the black bear you raised came out?"

I just went to see it, and I was sleeping soundly. Besides, the washing stone is so thick and hard, does that black bear have that ability?

"The weather has warmed up in the past few days. The sun has shone during the day and the temperature has cooled down at night. It must be the cold and the heat that have caused it!" Mr. Niu stroked his beard and said in a serious tone.

The uncle's face trembled slightly, "Okay, Second Master, you are educated, and everything you say is right!"

"okay!"

Mr. Niu waved his hand, "It's late at night, go back and get some sleep. Come over tomorrow morning and help me move this pile of things!"

"okay!"

The uncle grinned. It was really cold outside, so he hurried back to the house with his neck scrunched up.

Mr. Niu Erye stared at the pile of stones, looked in front of and behind the house, then turned off the lights in the yard, went back to the house and locked the door.

The fire in the kitchen stove is almost burning out.

Mr. Niu was startled and ran over quickly, apparently wanting to take the book out of the stove. He probably hadn't really thought about whether he really wanted to burn the Chen family genealogy.

However, the fire in the stove was almost burning. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Mr. Niu sighed.

"Forget it, let's get it over with!"

Added some dead leaves to add some fire to the stove.

Originally, we had cooked dinner in the evening and there were still sparks in the stove, so when the genealogy ignited, Mr. Niu did not become suspicious.

…

Chen Muyu hid outside the window and did not leave until Mr. Niu turned off the lights and went upstairs to rest.

…

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After returning to his old house, Chen Muyu couldn't wait to take out the genealogy and read it carefully under the desk lamp.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Niu did not burn the old Chen family genealogy according to his grandfather's instructions, but kept it. God help me.

Fortunately, I went to the second master's house tonight, otherwise, I'm afraid this family tree would really be lost.