Hot Wife of the 80s: The Villain Became My Son-in-Law

Chapter 117 The Old Dragon King Doesn't Believe It

The Dragon King Temple is actually very small, just three blue brick houses, which are more than one meter higher than the usual houses in the village, and there is an extra big red wooden door.

A black car was parked at the gate of the temple.

A man's figure stood beside the car, his back turned to Yu Zhiye's eyes.

Judging from that background, a pair of black leather shoes, a shirt and suit pants are completely different from the village people's attire.

The man should have come out of Laowang Temple, with his head half down, opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat.

The black car made a "bang" sound and closed the door.

The engine of the car roared, and a burst of smoke and dust roared away.

Yu Zhiye squinted his eyelashes and glanced at the license plate number on the rear of the car.

Although Tang Lele didn't know the license plate number, she knew Xu Wei.

Although it was almost dusk, Xu Wei was still wearing sunglasses, wearing a black dress, and was tightly wrapped, but she had seen Xu Wei several times, and she could recognize him just by looking at his profile.

Xu Wei came here... What do you want to do?
To say that the deputy dean of the medical school, Professor Xu Da, who was educated in atheism, drove all the way here to offer incense to the old dragon king. Only the old dragon king in the temple would believe such nonsense.

Tang Le took a look at Yu Zhiye. If the two of them walked over directly just now, they would bump into Professor Xu Da.

Did Yu Zhiye give way in advance in order not to hit Xu Wei's car?

To say that Yu Zhiye respected Professor Xu Da very much, but he was afraid of scratching the paint of the car and causing unnecessary compensation, so he stopped and refused to go up to say hello to Xu Weihe. I can't believe it.

No matter how Tang Lexi guessed, Xu Wei's car had disappeared, and the dust at the entrance of the Dragon King Temple had also fallen.

Only then did Yu Zhiye push the cart and continue walking forward, leaning the broken bicycle without a ladder beside the temple gate.

Yu Zhiye and his mother lived in the side room of the Dragon King Temple, which was originally prepared for the temple gatekeepers, but later no one did this job, and Yu Zhiye and his mother had no place to live, so the village chief simply let them They live in it, look at some things in the temple, and give the poor orphans and widows a shelter by the way.

Tang Le walked into the main hall of the temple gate. On the high platform, the mighty Dragon King was covered with a dusty red cloth.The long table where the incense burner was placed was also covered with dust.

Well, Professor Xu Da is indeed an atheist, and there is no trace of kowtowing and burning incense.

Tang Le raised his eyes and glanced at the angry old Dragon King, hehe, where is your might?Without any WeChat power, people have entered your temple without burning incense and worshiping, you are worthy of being a god, and you are quite useless.

Forget it, she doesn't believe in God either.

Yu Zhiye walked into the house first.

The Dragon King Temple in Taoyeerji, in front of it is the main hall for the clay sculpture of the Dragon King, and there is a side room on the side.

In the side room on the west side, there are four cowhide drums from the village, as well as small gongs, reeds and trumpets, which are matched with musical instruments.

Yu Zhiye and his mother lived in the side house on the east side, and built a small half room against the wall on the east side, which was converted into a cooking stove. The stove was connected to the kang in the house. Can be heated.

Yu Zhiye walked over, took out the key, and opened the lock hanging on the door.

Only then did I walk in.

"Mom?" Yu Zhiye called softly, and stretched out his hand to pull the cord of the electric light at the door.

In the dimly lit room, it lit up.

"Ono?" Someone timidly responded.

Tang Lele followed Yu Zhiye and walked in.

The room was not as dusty as the main hall.

Yu Zhiye should be tidying up frequently. There is no furniture in the room, only a table leaning against the wall opposite the door.

There was some smell in the room, which should be coming from the red gourd-shaped urinal beside the kang.

The kang was a little messy, and there was a thin body, wrapped in an old quilt, sitting on the kang.

She seemed to be frightened by something, and her body shivered under the quilt.

Her hand tightly grasped Yu Zhiye's arm, and her breath was a little heavy.

Yu Zhiye was talking to her, "Mom, it's hot, don't wrap yourself in a quilt... Are you hungry, I'm going to cook now..."

Tang Lele did not take the initiative to approach, but stood at the door, watching the mother and child silently.

She had seen that crazy woman once, but she was always very afraid of approaching outsiders, so Tang Le dared not approach her rashly.

Grandma told her that it is necessary to give the mental patient enough sense of security, let her get acquainted with your approach little by little, know that she knows clearly that you are not in danger, so that your approach will not cause excessive stimulation to her.

Yu Zhiye turned his head and pointed at Tang Le, and said to the crazy woman on the kang, "She is Tang Le, she brought you buns, let her in?"

Tang Le watched her quietly, kept a smile on his face, and didn't speak.

Yu Zhiye said to Tang Lexi: "She has recovered a lot and can meet people she has met, but she is still timid. I usually tell her not to go out casually. She just stays with the cat by herself and never goes out."

Ever since Yu Zhiye entered this door, his voice has increased a lot.

Tang Le also deliberately lowered her voice, "You locked the door, so you can leave her at home without worry."

"Yeah." Yu Zhiye reached out to help his mother cut her hair.

Tang Le tried to take a step forward.

The woman on the kang shivered and shrank into Yu Zhiye's arms.

She quickly retracted her feet again.

Yu Zhiye calmed her panic in a soft voice.

"Hungry...today we eat steamed stuffed buns...to eat with her..."

The woman looked towards Tang Le again, her eyes full of timidity.

Tang Yue kept a smile on his face, trying not to look scary.

She looked at the room, and there was indeed nothing to clean up. She had come all the time, so she should find something to do.

"Let me go to light the fire and heat up the buns."

She walked into the half of the hut that was barely a kitchen. Except for a water tank, there was no cooking utensils, and there was only a large pot on the stove.

She lifted the lid of the pot, and there were a few bowls and chopsticks inside, which were all cleaned.

She could have cooked in the spatial kitchen, but with Yu Zhiye around, it was difficult for her to operate, so she could only light the fire by herself.

Fortunately, during this time, she already knew how to use such an ancient stove to boil water with firewood.

There are meat buns brought from home, just put water, boil, and heat up the buns, and that’s it.

After Tang Lexi warmed up the steamed stuffed buns, and walked to the door, Yu Zhiye had already cleaned up the urinal and the quilt on the kang.

The window in the room was opened and ventilated, and on the square table facing the door, there was still a stick of incense burning, which had the same smell as the sandalwood that the Gong family burned every day to drive away the smell of blood.

Under the orange light of the incandescent lamp, Yu Zhiye was combing his mother's hair, talking softly.

This picture is very warm.

Tang Le stood at the door, "It's time to eat..."

(End of this chapter)