Cao Haoran was obviously stunned because Zhang Kun was actually yelling at him.

Seeing Cao Haoran's dazed look, Zhang Kun opened his eyes suddenly, waited for Cao Haoran, and shouted again: "Kneel down!"

For some reason, looking at Zhang Kun at this moment, Cao Haoran's heart thumped, and a familiar feeling surged in his heart.

His eyes were red, and his legs were actually kneeling down slowly.

The old man who suddenly rushed up was obviously stunned. He stared blankly at Cao Haoran who was kneeling in front of him. For a moment, the harpoon raised in his hand was neither picking nor throwing it. The scene was stunned for a moment.

After seeing Cao Haoran kneeling down, Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at the old man in front of him. Zhang Kun sighed softly, then his face turned right and he bowed slowly.

"I have received your great kindness and have been buried in the old friends of the Cao family. I have been making money for fruits and paper every year. I have to be safe."

"Today, descendants of the Cao family are here to pick up the corpse and thank you. You are very kind and grateful."

Hearing this, the old man seemed to suddenly understand something. He stared blankly at Cao Haoran who was kneeling down: "Are you the descendant of that corpse?"

"But, that corpse seems to have been buried here for ten years. How did you find it?"

"Ten years?" Cao Haoran finally couldn't help but tremble when he heard these two words. Ten years, yes, it's exactly ten years since his father's accident. Could it be that this is really the bone of his father?

A clear stream flowed down slowly, and at this moment, Cao Haoran finally believed it a little.

Father…….

At this moment, Zhang Kun suddenly shouted: "Isn't you going to thank me yet!"

Zhang Kun roared, Cao Haoran's eyes immediately became hazy, and the look of the old man in front of him burying his father, and his forehead was suddenly slapped: "The Cao family is unfilial son, thank you for your kindness!"

Seeing Cao Haoran's tears flowing, the old man found that these people did not seem to be pretending.

The old man immediately threw away the harpoon in his hand, and then quickly helped Cao Haoran up: "No need to use it..."

However, Cao Haoran had already understood a lot of Zhang Kun's words just now. If the corpse in this grave is really his father, then the person in front of him was buried in the soil for his father and presented the melons, fruits, and paper money every year.

For Cao Haoran, this is a great kindness, so no matter how the old man stopped him, Cao Haoran kowtowed three times.

After three sounds, Zhang Kun suddenly waved to the crowd behind him: "Box!"

In the crowd, two men in black hurriedly walked up. Zhang Kun took one of the suitcases and pointed to the man at the five scattered cottages by the sea in the distance.

"The five households over there have been all efforts in Mr. Cao's affairs. In the past, the money in this place was divided into five parts, one for each household. You must be polite to knock on the door and give it to both hands!"

The man nodded quickly, then ran towards the distance with the money box, while Zhang Kun raised his suitcase with both hands and looked at the old man.

"A good person will be rewarded. You have been buried in a 128 cases for strangers in your life and accumulated countless good deeds and good results. Today is one of them. Come and repay them. Good people will be rewarded. This is the little destiny of the Cao family. Please accept it!"

Zhang Kun said silently, but these words were told by Mr. Cao. Mr. Cao would occasionally go to the old man's house to go around, but then he heard these news.

After hearing Zhang Kun's words, for some reason, the old man's eyes suddenly became hot.

For countless years, from youth to old age, he often encountered floating corpses floating from the sea on the beach.

Although he had never known each other, he could not bear to expose his corpses to the sun in the world and kindly took them into the soil.

On the small hillside, more than one hundred graves were his achievements.

However, because of this, his children did not understand it, and thought that he was meddling in other people's business and even caused family disagreement, so that he was lonely and helpless in his later years. In the end, he began to doubt himself.

But at this moment, he finally understood that what he had been insisting on for many years was worth it.

"By the way!" Suddenly the old man slapped his forehead: "That's No. 67, right? Wait, I remember that there seems to be something else, I'll keep it in and keep it!"

"Wait!" As he said that, the old man hurriedly ran towards the distance. A few minutes later, the old man ran back with a small linen package.

"This is the person's personal belongings in the grave. I keep them all well, you can take a look!"

As he said that, the old man quickly helped Cao Haoran up on the ground, and handed the linen to Cao Haoran.

What's in front of my father?

Cao Haoran was stunned and wrapped it up, then his hands trembled gently, slowly untied the rope on the bag mouth, with only a watch and a ring inside.

But when he saw the watch and ring, Cao Haoran was stunned. Yes, that's right.

Exactly the same as I remember.

Cao Haoran's hands trembled and slowly took out his watch. Although it had been preserved for more than ten years, the watch was still brand new and shiny.

It’s Wan Xiquan, yes, this is what my dad usually brings.

Then, Cao Haoran carefully picked up the ring.

The ring is silver, yes, it's just a sterling silver ring, but Cao Haoran stared blankly at the three letters on the inner side of the ring: cgz.
Chapter completed!