The result was that just under ten minutes after he sent the text message he had just woven, Gu Shaocheng's call came in: "What's going on? Your mother's name is Wang Fengtong? The woman in the photo?"
Hua Hua was feeling down, stood up with the phone, walked to the courtyard, and said, "Brother, I plan to learn from you, to have Dad and Mom buried together so they have company, but when we moved the casket, we found that Mom's coffin was empty, there was no one in it at all. The photo I sent you is of my mom. There's a neighbor here who took it with my mom back then. Can you help me find out what's going on?"
"Are you sure the woman in the photo is your mom?" Gu Shaocheng's voice was incomparably serious.
Hua Hua made a sound of agreement: "There shouldn't be any mistake, the neighbor has no reason to lie to me."
"You should come back." Gu Shaocheng felt somewhat dizzy.
