With nothing better to do, I casually picked up a Luoyang Shovel and squatted down, aimlessly digging through the soil for fun. Then imitating Baldy, I sniffed it beneath my nose and indeed, besides the earthy smell, I couldn't detect anything else. I guess this skill must be honed by digging graves over and over.
Seeing that I wasn't taking the recent events seriously, my uncle-in-law just stood aside without saying anything more.
Almost everyone's gaze was fixed on Niu Dan, who was digging with a hoe. After a while, he switched to a spade to clear the dirt. In a short time, he had excavated a hole more than half a meter deep, which had a diameter of about eighty centimeters. The hole was now too wide for the hoe to be of any further use.
"Hurry up," Baldy lit a cigarette and smoked with his hand covering it, probably to avoid being seen.
