Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 1

"Hey, kids, it's time to eat, woooooooooooooooooo~"

Cui Guiying, wearing an apron, held the bowl in her left hand and the spoon in her right hand, and knocked on the edge of the porridge jar while shouting.

Li Weihan, who was sitting next to her and filling his hookah with tobacco, kicked the woman on the butt and cursed angrily:
"You are out of your mind, calling the piglets?"

Cui Guiying glared at her husband, placed a stack of bowls heavily in front of him, and cursed:
"Bah! Pigs are not as noisy as them and are not as edible as them!"

At the call, a group of children ran in from outside the door. Among them were seven boys and four girls. The oldest was sixteen and the youngest was only three years old.

Li Weihan and his wife have four sons and one daughter. When their children grew up, they separated from the family. Usually, the older family who lived nearby would raise a pair of three-year-old twins here.

But when summer vacation came, I don’t know whether it was for convenience or because they felt they were at a disadvantage by not taking advantage of their parents, but anyway, everyone sent their children here.

If you accept the children from the eldest family, it will be embarrassing not to accept children from other families, and all of a sudden your home will be like a school.

The couple had not yet had time to savor the sweetness of their grandchildren, but the rice jar at home was about to be empty.

As the saying goes, a grown-up boy will eat his father down, and this includes girls. They are in the growing period and can eat a lot. Their stomachs are like bottomless pits. In Cui Guiying's family, the staple food has to be served in a jar, and one jar is not enough, as they have another pot warming on the stove.

Although the couple already has many grandchildren, they are not considered old. And according to current rural rules, unless you are sick and bedridden and have lost your ability to work, as long as you still have the strength to go to the fields, no matter how old you are, you are not eligible to enjoy meals from your children.

"Don't rush, don't rush, you are all starving ghosts, line up now!"

The children came with bowls and Cui Guiying was responsible for making the porridge.

The last person to come over was a ten-year-old boy. He was wearing denim overalls and fashionable sandals. He had fair skin and a shy face.

He felt a little out of place compared to his brothers and sisters who were playing around and getting dirty and snotty.

"Xiao Yuanhou, come here, I'll put it here for you to eat."

"Thank you grandma."

Cui Guiying smiled and touched the child's head. He was the only grandson among so many grandchildren, but that doesn't count now.

The child's name is Li Zhuiyuan. His mother is Cui Guiying's youngest daughter. She is the first college student in the history of Siyuan Village.

The youngest daughter was admitted to Beijing University and stayed in Beijing to work after graduation. She was also the person I was dating and I brought her home before we got married. She was a delicate, well-mannered city girl.

I can't remember their exact appearance because Cui Guiying and her husband were very reserved in front of their son-in-law that day and were too embarrassed to look closely.

Later, my daughter became pregnant and gave birth to a son. Because of the long distance and busy work, she never returned home. But since she graduated and started working, she has never stopped sending money to her parents every month.

Li Weihan and his wife saved the money sent before the marriage. They gritted their teeth and did not spend a penny when their four sons got married. When their daughter brought her son-in-law home that time, Li Weihan pushed back the betrothal money handed over by the son-in-law, and also added the money sent by their daughter and returned it.

They wanted to be more assertive and give some extra money to their family, but their four sons had already gotten married, and they couldn't squeeze out any extra money no matter how hard they tightened their belts.

This matter has always made the couple feel guilty. If they have to return the money given by their daughter to her, it means that they, as parents, did nothing to marry their daughter off. It is really embarrassing.

As for the money their daughter sent every month after her marriage, the couple saved it. Their sons were instigated by their wives to try to get their hands on the money for various reasons, but Li Weihan just pointed at them and scolded them back.

Half a month ago, my daughter asked a man in military uniform to bring her son over, along with a letter and some money. The letter said that she was divorced and had some changes in her job recently, so she could only temporarily entrust her son to her parents for a while.

The daughter also said in the letter that after the divorce, she changed the child’s surname to hers, and the grandson suddenly became her own grandson.

After arriving in the countryside, Li Zhuiyuan not only did not feel uncomfortable at all, but he quickly integrated into the community, and had a lot of fun running around the village with his brothers all day long.

The staple food is sweet potato porridge, which tastes sweet but is not filling and is quickly digested. Even if you eat a few bowls and your belly is full, you will feel hungry again immediately after running outside for a while.

Moreover, if you eat sweet potato porridge and sweet potato chips too much or for too long, they will really hurt your stomach. Even when you are not hungry, your stomach will start to feel sour when you see them.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't get tired of eating here. He quite enjoyed the feeling of this "big canteen" and he also loved the various pickles and sauces made by Cui Guiying.

"Grandma, why don't you go to the bearded grandfather's house for a feast today?"

The one who asked the question was my second uncle's son, nicknamed Huzi, and he was nine years old this year.

Cui Guiying knocked Huzi on the head with the end of her chopsticks and cursed, "You damn Kangzi, that was something they did after their mother passed away. Do you expect them to hold banquets every day?"

Hu Zi covered his head and said, "Why not? It would be great if we could do it every day."

"What bullshit is that, Kangzi? Even if his family wants to do it, there are not so many people lining up to die every day."

"Bang!" Li Weihan slammed the table with his chopsticks and cursed, "What nonsense are you, an adult, saying to a kid?"

Cui Guiying also realized that she had said something wrong, but she did not retort to her man. Instead, she scooped out a piece of salty sauce with a spoon and put it into Li Zhuiyuan's porridge bowl beside her. The sauce would contain some crushed peanuts and a little diced meat, which were already in the spoonful she had just taken.

Li Zhuiyuan scraped the porridge a few times with chopsticks, and the color of the sauce faded, and white and tender diced meat floated on the porridge.

The children were sharp-eyed and were most persistent in believing that inequality was more a problem than a lack of food. Huzi immediately said, "Granny, I want some meat too, the kind in Brother Yuanzi's bowl!"

"Milk, I want one too."

"I also want."

The other children followed suit.

"Go away!" Cui Guiying scolded them angrily, "It's fine if your younger brothers and sisters are ignorant and making trouble, but Pan Hou, Lei Hou, Ying Hou, you older brothers and sisters, why are you making trouble? Be sensible. The food here today was bought with the money given by Xiaoyuan Hou's mother. Your parents didn't give a single grain of rice to grandma, and you still have the nerve to fight with them for food!"

Pan Zi, Lei Zi and Ying Zi lowered their heads somewhat embarrassedly, while the younger ones just looked at each other and smiled and let the incident go.

It's not like grandma didn't hint at it, and they also told their family about it, but their parents told them to play dumb.

At this time, Shitou, who is eight years old, asked, "Is the little yellow warbler still there?"

Cui Guiying asked, "Who is Little Yellow Oriole?"

Hu Zi replied, "Grandma, the little yellow warbler was the one that danced and sang at Big Beard's house yesterday. She sang beautifully and danced very well, too."

"Really?" Cui Guiying was helping wash dishes in someone's kitchen yesterday. She was so busy that she didn't have time to go to the front to watch the funeral performance after dinner.

Her husband Li Weihan didn't go either, using the excuse that he was out on the boat. In fact, he was at home and didn't go because he felt embarrassed. After all, they had already asked Pan Zilei to take the five children, Yuanzi, Huzi, and Shitou, to the banquet, and it would be embarrassing for him, an adult, to go too.

The five children not only ate themselves, but also took a lot with them, especially the hard dishes that were served per person on the table. Li Zhuiyuan followed his brothers' example and tore off a piece of the red plastic paper on the table in front of him to wrap his food.

When they got home, they shared them with their younger brothers and sisters who were unable to attend the banquet. When they watched their younger brothers and sisters eat, they felt like a general returning from a victorious battle.

Lei Zi said: "She sings really well and she is pretty. She asked us all to call her Little Yellow Warbler."

Pan Zi nodded: "She is a nice person, beautiful, and her clothes are nice too. I want to marry someone like her in the future."

Cui Guiying lowered her head and asked Li Zhuiyuan beside her: "Little Marquis Yuan, is this true?"

"Yeah." Li Zhuiyuan put down his chopsticks and nodded, "It looks good."

The funeral team in the countryside is very particular about being able to handle both the funeral procession and the kitchen.

During the ceremony, they can put on Taoist robes and chant sutras, with a dignified demeanor and a sage-like demeanor.
After the lunch break, a cultural performance has to be organized, including singing, dancing, acrobatics, magic and so on. Everything that can be done has to be done.

If the family is wealthy and likes to show off, they will invite specific funeral troupes to hold an evening show, but the adults will send the children home to sleep before the performance begins.

Xiao Huangying's surname is Xiao, her real name is Xiao Huangying, and her stage name is Xiao Huangying. She is actually not young anymore, in her thirties, and is divorced.

In terms of singing and dancing skills, she is only half-baked, but she knows how to dress up, and her clothes are bold and trendy. The tight black cheongsam has a high slit, revealing her big white legs, plus her friendly and enthusiastic control of the scene...

To describe her using the most vicious insult, which is also the highest compliment, used by the women in the village is - slutty.

Nowadays, there are only a few families in the village who have televisions, and people often have to squeeze in to watch TV on benches. Therefore, in rural areas where the fashion trend has not yet spread widely, the "sexiness" of the little yellow warbler is a dimensionality reduction blow to the surrounding rural girls and wives.

Not only did she capture the souls of the old men, but she also bewitched the young boys.

At this time, a figure appeared at the door of the main hall. It was the neighbor Zhao Simei, who had been "sisters" with Cui Guiying for many years. When the children were young at home, the two of them loved to sit on the dam and gossip when they were free.

"Have you eaten yet?" Cui Guiying asked, "Come on, add a pair of chopsticks."

Zhao Simei waved her hands and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm too embarrassed to come to your place to eat at anyone else's house. Look, you've already drunk enough porridge."

"This porridge makes my stomach feel good. I love it. Come on, I'll serve you a bowl. No matter how much the rice jar is scraped, you still need this porridge."

"Okay, okay, I've already eaten. Hey, did you know that the head of the funeral team just brought some people to Big Beard's house to cause trouble? It is said that they smashed things and almost got into a fight."

Upon hearing this, Cui Guiying immediately picked up her bowl and chopsticks and stood up, shoveling porridge into her mouth while moving towards the door: "What's the matter? Didn't the big bearded man pay the money?"

"It's not about the performance fee, it's that someone in the team is missing."

"What? Embarrassing?" Cui Guiying rubbed her chopsticks. "Whose shame?"

"A woman with a sexy butt. She was shaking her butt so hard yesterday that I almost wanted her butthole to come out."

"Is it a little yellow warbler?" Pan Zi asked.

The other children also pricked up their ears.

"It seems to be her, that slut." Zhao Simei was gloating.

"How did the person get lost? Have you found him?" Cui Guiying asked.

"It is said that someone saw the slut in the team last night following the little son of the bearded man into the woods near the river. Later, he did not return to the team, so the team went to the door to ask for him back."

"What about the bearded kid?"

"He was at home, but he said he didn't know. It wasn't true. But many people in the village saw him and that slut hiding in the woods."

"What about that person?"

"Who knows? She's gone. The leader of the group came here to ask for her, but the old Huzi family insisted that they had never seen her and that the bitch had just run away."

"What should we do?"

"Old Huzi's family paid a large sum of money to the team leader."

Cui Guiying immediately patted Zhao Simei's arm and raised her eyebrows: "Something's wrong!"

Zhao Simei immediately patted Cui Guiying's arm and raised her chin: "Of course not!"

Old Huzi used to be the deputy director of the grain station in the town, which was a lucrative position. Even though he is retired now, except for his youngest son who is idle, the other sons all have jobs in the town. In this village, even the village chief's family is not as powerful as his.

Therefore, there must be something fishy going on to make this old bearded man willing to pay money to settle the matter!
"So after paying the money, the team leader left?"

"Let's go."

"What about that person? Are you not looking for him anymore?"

"What the hell, the whole team has packed their gear and taken the truck to the next store."

"Ouch." Cui Guiying shook her head, "Please don't let anything happen."

"Who knows."

"People can be real or fake."

"No."

Hearing this, Hu Zi and Shi Tou suddenly burst into tears:

"Woo, woo, woo! Little yellow warbler, little yellow warbler!"

"My little yellow warbler, my little yellow warbler is gone, woo woo!"

Seeing this, Zhao Simei almost laughed out loud, and pointed and said, "See, your two grandsons are really stubborn."

Cui Guiying rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't you have a granddaughter? Why don't you marry one?"

"Oh." Zhao Simei snorted, pointing at Li Zhuiyuan, "It's not impossible to marry him, but he has to marry your Xiaoyuan Marquis, so that my Xiaojuan Marquis can follow him to Beijing and enjoy the good life."

"Go, go, go, don't just think about beautiful things."

Li Weihan had already finished eating. He was not interested in what the old woman said and it was not convenient for him to interrupt. He just picked up his hookah silently and opened the matchbox, but it was empty.

Li Zhuiyuan put down his chopsticks and ran to the back slot of the stove to get a box of matches for Li Weihan.

Li Weihan did not take it, but moved the pipe in front of Li Zhuiyuan. Li Zhuiyuan smiled and took out a match, "crack", "crack", "crack", and finally scraped out the fire. He carefully protected it with his other hand and moved the match down to the pipe.

Li Weihan took several puffs of the cigarette, and finished it, looking satisfied and smiling.

At the beginning, my daughter also liked to light cigarettes for herself, and said that she would buy herself a box of cigarettes when she grew up.

"call."

Li Zhuiyuan blew out the match, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it several times with his shoe sole.

Pan Zi said, "Master, let's go pick lotus pods in the boat this afternoon?"

Li Weihan glanced at the dullness on the table, nodded, and said, "Lei Zi, come with us, take the net, and see if we can catch a few fish for your grandma to make soup."

When Hu Zi and Shi Tou heard this, they quickly forgot about the little yellow warbler and shouted, "Master, I want to go too, I want to go too!"

The other little ones also shouted along, fearing that they would be missed if something fun happened.

Li Weihan looked around seriously and cursed: "I tell you, there are water monkeys in this river. They specialize in dragging people into the water and drowning them as scapegoats, so that they can be reincarnated."

Immediately, the children were frightened and dared not speak.

Shitou asked unconvincedly, "Why can the brothers go?"

Pan Zi and Lei Zi are older children after all. They are sensible and will help their grandfather to scare their younger brothers and sisters:

"Brother, I am very strong and the water monkey can't hold me back."

"I am a good swimmer, and the water monkey can't catch up with me."

Li Zhuiyuan was not scared. He also wanted to go, but was too embarrassed to speak up. He could only lower his head and touch his little hands, stealing glances at his grandfather from time to time.

Li Weihan said, "Little Yuanhou will go too."

Hu Zi immediately said indignantly: "This is not fair. Brother Yuan Zi is only one year older than me."

Shitou also chimed in, "Yes, Brother Yuan is not as strong as me, how can he fight with the water monkey!"

Li Weihan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and gave a very reasonable reason that even a child would believe:
"Xiao Yuanhou is from outside. Our local water monkeys don't recognize him."

……

Most of the houses in the village are built along the water, with the front door facing the road and the back door facing the river.

When washing vegetables and clothes, you just need to carry your things out the back door and walk down a few blue brick steps to reach the river.

Those who know how to live will often set up a net near their home and raise ducks and geese in the fence.

Old Li's boat was tied to the persimmon tree at the back door. Li Weihan untied the rope and got on the boat first, using a bamboo pole to stabilize the boat.

Pan Zi held the fishing rod and Lei Zi held the fishing net, and they jumped onto the boat one after another.

Li Zhuiyuan was carrying a small bamboo basket and was taken aboard by Li Weihan.

"Everyone sit down, let's go!"

As the bamboo pole on the water surface repeatedly lengthened and shortened, the boat began to move.

Pan Zi and Lei Zi had long been accustomed to it, and both of them lay on the boat leisurely, while Li Zhuiyuan sat upright, watching the water plants floating on the river and the dragonflies flying by.

"Here, Yuanzi." Panzi handed over a small handful of fried beans.

He was from the older family and his home was nearby, so he would take time to go back home and get some snacks, but his mother told him to keep these things for himself and not share them with others.

On the contrary, Li Zhuiyuan's mother asked someone in military uniform to deliver Li Zhuiyuan and also brought a large bag of snacks, such as biscuits, meat floss, canned fruits, etc. Another large bag was mailed the day before yesterday. All of them were locked in the cabinet by Cui Guiying and distributed to all the children in a fixed amount every day.

"Thank you, Brother Pan."

Li Zhuiyuan took it and put one into his mouth. This bean is called "quan bean" locally. It is actually broad bean. After stir-frying with some spices and salt in the shell, it tastes very fragrant when chewed.

However, Li Zhuiyuan doesn't like to eat it because it is too hard, difficult to chew, and easy to break teeth.

So, while his two brothers were constantly crunching the cakes in their mouths, Li Zhuiyuan put one in his mouth and sipped it like candy.

"Here comes Qian Qian Yao Ge, floating on the road; here comes Qian Qian Yao Ge, Liang Liang will be bright tonight."

Pan Zi started singing.

"You're singing it wrong." Lei Zi laughed, "That's not how you sing it."

Pan Zi said disdainfully: "Humph, you can sing, then sing!"

Lei Zi stammered a few times and scratched his head: "I only remember the tune."

Li Weihan, who was rowing the boat, asked, "What is that singing? I don't understand."

Pan Zi replied, "Sir, it was sung by the little yellow oriole yesterday. It's called Yue Opera."

"Yue Opera?" Li Weihan was a little surprised. "The one just sung was Yue Opera?"

Lei Zi: "No, grandpa, it's Cantonese opera, from Guangdong and Hong Kong."

"Oh, so that's it. Sing it for me."

Lei Zi: "Pan Zi can't sing. He can't even remember the lyrics. He's far worse than the little yellow warbler yesterday."

In fact, the little yellow warbler's singing is not very standard, but for people in mainland China today, there is not much difference between standard and non-standard singing. No one can understand it anyway, and all they want is that confident tone.

Pan Zi pointed at Li Zhuiyuan and said, "When the little yellow warbler was singing yesterday, I saw Yuan Zi singing along. He knows how to sing."

Li Weihan: "Little Yuanhou, sing for me."

Li Zhuiyuan said embarrassedly: "I only know how to sing that part."

"Sing, sing." Lei Zi urged, "Yuan Zi, don't just sing Cantonese opera, you can also sing English songs."

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to sing:
"Even if there are thousands of songs in the future, floating on my distant road; even if there are thousands of stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight.

That’s all I know. My mother likes this song and plays it often at home.”

Lei Zi looked at Pan Zi provocatively: "Did you hear that? The lyrics you sang are wrong."

Pan Zi rolled his eyes at Lei Zi.

The brothers talked all the way, and the boat finally reached a wider river channel.

Pan Zi went to help his grandfather get the pole, Li Weihan began to find a spot and organize the net, and Lei Zi set up the fishing rod.

Li Zhuiyuan was not assigned any task and continued to sit there with his small bamboo basket on his back, watching his grandfather and brothers busy at work and then looking at the water plants and frogs jumping on the river.

As he watched, Li Zhuiyuan leaned forward with some confusion.

Li Weihan had been keeping an eye on this "grandson". Seeing him like this, he immediately reminded him, "Little Marquis Yuan, sit a little deeper. Don't fall down!"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the river ahead and asked, "Grandpa, brother, there is a bunch of black water plants over there."

"Where is it?" Lei Zi looked in the direction of Li Zhuiyuan's finger. "Hey, it really is. It's black."

"Where is it? Where is it?" Pan Zi was helping to hold the bamboo pole at the stern of the boat. He couldn't see clearly, so he took the initiative to use the pole to push the boat towards that direction.

Li Weihan didn't take it seriously at first. He was busy loosening the knot in the fishing net. When he heard Li Zhuiyuan and Lei Zi still chattering there, he looked up in that direction. At this glance, he was stunned.

That mass of black, thin yet diffuse, scattered yet not separated, is not water grass at all, it is clearly human hair!

At this moment, because Pan Zi kept moving the boat closer, the distance to that area was closer, and the underwater part was faintly visible, the black lines, the white buttons, the lines of Qu Man...

Because Li Zhuiyuan was sitting, the first person to see the underwater part was Lei Zi who was standing next to him. Lei Zi immediately shouted:
"Master, that's a person. Someone fell into the water. Pan Zi, hurry up and save him!"

The story of the water monkey could no longer scare older children like them. Their simple and kind nature made them subconsciously think that someone had fallen into the water, and their first reaction was to rescue him.

"fart!"

Li Weihan suddenly roared. This grandfather who was kind but a bit strict with his children rarely lost his composure. Veins were exposed under his rough and cracked skin. He immediately threw the fishing net in his hand onto the boat and shouted to Pan Zi while walking to the stern:
"Turn, turn, give me the pole, don't go over there!"

Our boat had been here for a while, and we didn't hear any sound of anyone falling into the water. It was even calmer there at this moment, so there was no need for any rescue. That person must have been dead long ago!
But logically speaking, even if you encounter a drowned corpse, it would be just bad luck at most. Why would you be so frightened?
But Li Weihan knew very well that at this moment he could only get away as quickly as possible.

Because the local area is densely populated with rivers and seawater, it is not uncommon for someone to drown in the water. Almost every village or neighboring village has a person who specializes in recovering bodies from the water.

Generally it is not the main business, but the candidates are very fixed. One reason is because it is unlucky and the other is because there are many taboos. Unless you are an old craftsman with inherited skills, no one is willing to touch this.

There is a corpse retriever in Siyuan Village, his name is Li Sanjiang. According to seniority, Li Weihan has to call him uncle.

Li Sanjiang had no children and was too lazy to cultivate the land allocated to him by the village. Instead, he rented it out just to earn some food for himself.

But he was not a lazy man who had no food to eat. He made paper-making and salvaged corpses, both of which made a lot of money, much more profitable than growing that little bit of land. So although he lived alone, he had a good meal and wine every day and lived a very comfortable life.

In order to help his four sons get married, Li Weihan rented Li Sanjiang's land in the early years. This was really taking advantage of him. Therefore, when there was a need to retrieve a corpse, Li Weihan would follow this uncle to help.

Although Li Sanjiang never let him go on the boat to touch the corpses, and only let him be responsible for setting up the altar on the shore and preparing some bloody things, but after many times, he learned some tricks about corpse recovery from Li Sanjiang.

In this industry's jargon, a floating corpse is called a dead body.

Normally, a drowned person will float up after soaking in water for a few days and gradually rotting. Due to the structure of the pelvis, male corpses are often face down while female corpses are face up.

For most of the dead bodies, after going through a fixed process, Li Sanjiang would fish them out and carry them back to shore to hand them over to their families. But during a drinking session, Li Sanjiang said very solemnly that there were two special cases that he did not dare to fish out.

One is that the boat is capsized with a whirlpool, which means there is a leak in the mud nearby, and you may be overturned and sucked in with the boat;

As for the second one, even Li Sanjiang would tremble and his scalp would go numb when he saw it...

It's the kind of dead body that only leaves the hair floating on the water and stands upright on the bottom!
This is a person who has great resentment and is unwilling to die in peace. He must drag someone down with him!

Li Weihan still remembers that time at the dinner table, when Li Sanjiang stared at him with red eyes and said to him very seriously:
"Han Hou, remember, if you see this kind of dead body on the water, don't think about anything else, just walk away as fast as you can. If you walk away too late, it will leave!"

Therefore, after discovering that it was a dead body lying upright, how could Li Weihan not be shocked, not to mention that he had three grandsons on the boat!
Pan Zi, who was still very curious, obviously failed to follow his grandfather's instructions. When his grandfather came over to grab the bamboo pole, he stumbled, and the pole also poked sideways into the mud, causing the boat to tilt severely to the right.

This kind of tilt is nothing for those who are used to sailing. For example, Lei Zi, who was standing on the side of the boat, quickly leaned over and grabbed the side of the boat to keep his balance. But Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting there, had no experience in this area. After his upper body was carried out by inertia, he fell into the water with a "plop", just on the side where he fell dead.

The water in the river was very clear, and it was bright in the afternoon, so the light underwater was very nice.

Li Zhuiyuan, who had just fallen into the water, was still struggling instinctively, but was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

Just as Brother Lei Zi said, there was a person standing in the water, and it was none other than the little yellow warbler that the brothers were talking about at the dinner table today!

She was still wearing the black cheongsam she had worn during the performance, with white patterned buttons and a slit to the waist, and the same pair of red high heels on her feet.

The water flowed steadily, and under this force, her arms moved back and forth in a rhythmic manner, and her legs also swayed slightly to and fro.

It feels like walking underwater.

She was waving her hands, twisting her waist, showing her legs, standing on tiptoe, and singing...

Even under water, she was still performing the coquettish pose that made the women in the village both envious and disgusted.

"Even if thousands of songs float along my distant road in the future..."

I seemed to hear the little yellow warbler's non-standard Cantonese accent again.

Accompanied by singing,

The little yellow warbler slowly turned around and gradually moved towards Li Zhuiyuan.

Her long hair floated diagonally upwards, as if holding up a black umbrella. The powder on her face was thicker than yesterday, and her lips were even redder.

suddenly,

She smiled.

(End of this chapter)