Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 128

After Li Sanjiang finished shouting, he discovered that there was a strange face following Runsheng, Zhuangzhuang and Yin Meng.

This boy is quite fair and tender, and looks shy and introverted. It's obvious that he is suitable for grinding mills.

"Why, that's good, and we brought back a new mule."

Lin Shuyou was holding a salted duck in his hand. He had specially helped to carry it down when getting off the car. He had been so worried about whether Xiaoyuan and the others would take him away that he had completely forgotten about buying a gift.

If I had known earlier, I should have asked Brother Bin to stop the car when passing through Shi Nan Town so that I could buy some milk, biscuits or something.

His hometown places great emphasis on etiquette. If his grandfathers and masters knew that he had come to their house empty-handed with no one in his possession, they would spit all over his face.

Li Sanjiang warmly invited everyone to go back to the house. Li Zhuiyuan got off the grandfather, held his hand, and walked in front.

"Zhuangzhuang, did you drive back?"

"Yes, I got my driver's license, and Mengmeng got it too."

"Okay, then when you graduate from college and want to buy a car, I'll buy you one too."

"Hahaha, of course I have to. Even if you don't give it to me, I'll have to shamelessly ask you for it."

"You little brat, your family is well off, so I can only buy you a wheelbarrow."

"Without your wheel, my car can't turn."

Li Sanjiang subconsciously thought that the yellow pickup truck was borrowed or rented by the children.

Nowadays, two-wheeled motorcycles are considered rare items in the home, and anyone who can drive one around the village or town is considered quite foreign.

As for four-wheeled vehicles, let alone the others, most families in the village would never dream of having a car parked in their own homes in the future.

"Is this kid your classmate?"

"That's right, classmate." Tan Wenbin poked Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou: "Uncle Li, my name is Lin Shuyou."

"That accent, from the South?"

“Yes, I’m from Fujian.”

"Okay, not bad. The boy is well-proportioned and has good bones."

As soon as he reached the dam, the expression on Li Zhuiyuan's face suddenly became solemn.

Lin Shuyou, who was behind, stopped immediately as soon as he stepped onto the steps of the dam, and his vertical pupils opened.

Li Sanjiang: "Hey, why is this guy a little cross-eyed?"

Runsheng quickly rushed to Li Zhuiyuan and took out the Yellow River shovel from his bag. He swung it hard, and the newly made large Yellow River shovel unfolded immediately and was placed horizontally in front of him.

Yin Meng pulled out a new exorcism whip from his waist. The colorful whip meant that it contained seven kinds of poisons. Yin Meng held up the whip and stood diagonally to Li Zhuiyuan.

Tan Wenbin took several big steps, turned around in the air, stood behind Xiaoyuan, facing backwards.

After Lin Shuyou opened his vertical pupils, he placed his left hand flat, clenched his right fist, and bent his legs, ready to start a spirit possession.

Li Sanjiang was pushed to the periphery because of this, and was confused for a moment: "What is this for?"

Li Zhuiyuan's expression returned to normal.

Where there are evil spirits, the feng shui will definitely not be good.

Li Zhuiyuan learned about Feng Shui by reading a book on Feng Shui on the second floor of his great-grandfather's house, so he was naturally very familiar with the Feng Shui layout of his great-grandfather's house.

Now, there is obviously something wrong with the feng shui here, but the impact is not that big. The difference is like the originally spacious and bright farmhouse has been turned into a gloomy old hospital inpatient department.

People who are sensitive to this aspect may notice something strange, but it is unlikely to have much impact on one's health and fortune.

Especially for my great grandfather, his fortune had long been beyond the influence of ordinary environment, and he could even change the surrounding environment.

Moreover, this feeling is gradually fading and weakening, which means that there should have been something dirty here, but that dirty thing is gone now.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand, signaling to lift the guard, and said to Li Sanjiang:

"Grandpa, we are planning to take a picture. Brother Binbin is back with a camera."

Ever since he made a copy of the stone tablet from Zhengmen Village last time, Tan Wenbin has been thinking about getting a camera.

A while ago, he was invited by Lu Anan and Liu Tao, two seniors from the Physiognomy Society, to attend an exchange meeting of Physiognomy Societies from multiple schools. He thought he could learn something and see the world, but who knew it would be full of bureaucracy.

The speech by the organizer's leader made him sleepy and tired, and he found it very boring. However, at the lottery before the end of the conference, the first prize was a camera, and he was lucky enough to win it.

He was very happy and felt that the trip was not in vain.

At this moment, seeing that Xiao Yuan had cancelled his alert, he immediately took out his camera and held it up:
"Yes, come on, take a photo, everyone, strike a pose, look at me, make a scissors hand gesture, yeah!"

"Crack!"

The first photo was taken. Tan Wenbin was not in it. Yin Mengrunsheng was protecting Xiaoyuan, and a cross-eyed man was standing next to him.

For the second photo, Tan Wenbin asked Li Sanjiang to help him press the shutter button, and he ran back to his position.

Lin Shuyou untied his vertical pupils, but couldn't find his seat for a while. Finally, Tan Wenbin waved at him and asked him to squat at the front.

After the two photos were taken, the people in the room heard the noise and came out.

The first person to come out of the kitchen was Cui Guiying, who was wearing an apron. She wiped her hands on her apron and shouted happily:

"Little Marquis Yuan, my grandson."

"grandmother."

Cui Guiying held Li Zhuiyuan in her arms and looked at him carefully.

"Xiao Yuanhou and the others are back, right?" Li Weihan's voice was heard on the path. He was pushing a cart with two jars of wine on it.

"grandfather."

"Hey, Xiao Yuanhou, haha!"

Li Sanjiang got angry when he saw Li Weihan take down the wine jar, and couldn't help cursing: "It's all that country boy's fault. He has to fart at this time!"

"You old thing, you are plotting against me while I'm on the jar!"

Uncle Shan came out from behind the house while tying his trouser strings.

Li Sanjiang: "What's wrong? Am I wrong?"

Uncle Shan: "The two jars of wine in your house have cracks, and the murderous aura of the wine has been released. That's why I said the taste is impure!"

Li Sanjiang said unhappily, "When you had no money to eat and could only eat sweet potatoes, I didn't see you being so particular."

Uncle Shan: "You..."

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Grandpa, is there anyone else at home?"

"Others? No, they are all here. Oh, I did hire a helper, she is very good at paper-folding and hardworking, and she also helps me read letters and write replies.

His surname is Xiao, and his name is Ying Hou. "

"What about her?"

"She asked for leave last night, saying that she had something to do at home. She went home this morning and will come back in a few days after she has dealt with the matter."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He could probably guess who this Ying Hou was.

If the person under the peach forest was not dead, he would have floated downstream. Even if he was dead, he would have been scared and floated upstream before entering this area.

Who else could be the evil spirit that could act right under that person's nose and not cause any harm to the master?

Cui Guiying smiled and said, "Everyone, sit down and eat. It's time to eat."

A round table was set up on the dam, and a large group of people sat around it, eating and drinking, it was very lively.

Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan were so happy that they got drunk. After cursing at each other, they lay down in the coffin that the couple had prepared for themselves in the living room and fell into a deep sleep.

Li Weihan also drank a lot. He leaned against the door with a red face, basking in the sun, half asleep and half awake.

While scolding them, Cui Guiying went to the kitchen to cook sobering soup for them.

After Li Zhuiyuan said something to his grandmother, he brought Runsheng and others to Big Beard's house.

This peach orchard has now become a beautiful sight in the village.

Li Zhuiyuan stood on the dam of Da Huzi's family and looked around.

Lin Shuyou imitated Xiao Yuan's behavior and also moved forward. As soon as he took a closer look, his vertical pupils opened and closed instantly!
"hiss!"

Lin Shuyou covered his eyes and squatted down in pain.

Tan Wenbin stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders, and helped him turn around.

The peach forest was peaceful and there was not a single breeze.

"Brother Runsheng, set up the altar."

"it is good."

There were ready-made tables and chairs in the house, and the offerings were simple, including biscuits and meat floss. They were a bit sloppy and casual, but I didn't think the other party would mind.

Two candles, one red and one white, were lit up, the flames flickering.

Li Zhuiyuan pinched a piece of yellow paper with his fingertips, lit it, waved it three times, and threw it into the brazier.

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin gathered around the brazier and started burning paper.

This action doesn't have any special meaning, it's just a greeting.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he was not qualified to have a conversation with the man under the peach tree forest at the moment.

But the other party was indeed very considerate and took good care of my great grandfather's family.

Although this kind of care is an unbearable burden for ordinary people, my great-grandfather is obviously not one of them.

After the paper was burned, Runsheng lifted the brazier with a pair of tongs and poured the ashes under the dam.

The simple ceremony should have been declared over at this point, as Tan Wenbin had already blown out the two candles.

But at this moment, there was still no wind, but the ashes swirled up, and after spreading out, they suddenly drifted towards where everyone was.

Everyone's attention was focused on the strange ashes, watching them fly past them.

The two candles that had been extinguished lit up again.

A wave of emotion gradually filled the hearts of everyone present, including reminiscence, melancholy, sighing and lamenting.

Seeing new people reminds you of old ones, and it is also about searching for your former self and the people around you.

He is the one who survived and is still alive today, but he is also the one who is left behind by time and has been imprisoned until now.

Soon, the ashes fell to the ground and the candle went out again.

Except for Li Zhuiyuan, everyone else's mood was affected and fell into depression.

While everyone else was standing there in a daze, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the broom and swept up the dust on the ground.

One by one they recovered, some suddenly realized, some seemed to have just woken up, and joined in the cleaning.

After everything was settled, everyone left the bearded man's house.

Tan Wenbin is going back to Shigang Town to visit his grandparents.

Lin Shuyou wants to go with Tan Wenbin.

There are few shops in Shinan Town, but Shigang Town is bustling and crowded, so he plans to buy some gifts.

Runsheng was going back to Xiting Town to clean his house and restock the rice, flour, grain and oil.

At the dinner table, he asked his grandfather when he came to Uncle Li's house. Uncle Shan said that he was worried that you would come back early today and miss the first meeting, so he arrived last night.

Runsheng knew that the family must have run out of food again, so his grandfather came a day early to ask for money.

Yin Meng had nothing to do, so she planned to go back with Runsheng to clean up together.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to go to either place, he wanted to stay at home.

With this peach forest here, there will be no danger in the village, and everyone can act boldly separately at this time.

Just like that, Tan Wenbin drove a small pickup truck and took Lin Shuyou away, while Runsheng rode the tricycle from home and took Yin Meng away.

After watching them leave, Li Zhuiyuan originally planned to turn back and go back to his great-grandfather's second-floor terrace to sit while the sun was shining brightly in the afternoon.

Behind him, a surprised voice came at this moment:

"Brother Yuanhou!"

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and saw Cuicui with an excited look on her face.

Girls generally develop earlier than boys. Cuicui has grown taller, and her chin has begun to point. She has inherited the facial features of Aunt Xianghou, and in a few years, she will be a graceful young lady.

"Cui Cui."

"Brother Yuanhou, you're back. Where's Sister A Li?"

"She didn't come back."

"Hehe." After a simple greeting, Cuicui started laughing.

She was happy from the bottom of her heart. Over the past year or so, she often came here to play with brother Yuanhou and sister Ali, because they were the only ones who would not despise her.

Li Zhuiyuan went to Jinling to attend university, and A'li also left, so Cuicui became friendless again.

However, she did not feel lonely or sad because she had it before.

Every time she saw other children in groups of three or five, she would raise her little chin and walk over proudly when she thought of how she had once been with brother Yuanhou and sister A'li.

"Brother Yuanhou, come to my house and play. My mom and grandma are both at home."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Okay."

He lived in the village for a long time, but there were not many places worth visiting when he returned.

My grandparents are now working as helpers at my great-grandfather's house. They have already had lunch together. There is no need for those uncles to go visit them specially. If they do, my great-grandfather will be unhappy.

Liu Jinxia and Li Juxiang had helped him break the bad luck and had been of real help to him, so he had to go.

Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan agreed, Cuicui extended her hand tentatively.

Li Zhuiyuan took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand.

The little girl was so happy that she seemed to be eager to turn into a butterfly.

She still remembered that when Li Zhuiyuan first came here, he walked with her by the stream and treated her to chocolate.

Later, her mother bought her many kinds of chocolates. Even though the brands and wrappings were exactly the same, they were never as sweet as the first time.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that she was very happy.

He was sensible at a very young age, and learned to read people's expressions at a very young age. Through imitation and observation, reasoning and analysis, he was able to make most people around him feel satisfied and happy with his "identity", of course, except Li Lan.

This is a habit, not something that is brought from the womb, but in terms of time, the difference is actually not that big.

Even though he deliberately doesn't perform now, this habit still remains.

For example, he wanted to see Binbin become the class monitor and wanted to see Binbin and Zhou Yunyun together.

For example, when Runsheng expressed his longing for Uncle Shan, he said he would go home at the end of the month.

For example, he also knew that if he returned, the grandfather would be very happy to see him.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that he was a stupid person.

He is still a beginner in some happiness and emotions, so he hopes that there will be more examples around him so that he can observe, understand and imitate.

It is no longer a formality, but a heartfelt one.

There was no problem when he was with A'li, but as A'li's balcony window, he had to go out earlier and more boldly than A'li so that he could hold her hand and continue walking outside.

However, when passing by Aunt Zhang's store and facing Aunt Zhang's enthusiastic greeting, Li Zhuiyuan's "smile" in polite response unconsciously retracted when his eyes noticed the telephone.

Cuicui pulled him and continued walking forward. Before they reached home, Cuicui shouted from a distance: "Mom, mom, Brother Yuanhou is here, Brother Yuanhou is here!"

Li Juxiang was washing clothes. When she heard the call, she was so happy that she stopped washing clothes and went back to the house to get snacks.

The weather was already getting a little cold, and it wasn't appropriate to drink citric acid, so she opened two bottles of milk drinks.

Li Zhuiyuan took it, put his hand through the straw and took a sip. It had a strong saccharin taste with a hint of milk flavor.

He still didn't like sweet drinks. Usually he would either drink tea from Liu Yumei or drink boiled water in the dormitory.

After Tan Wenbin often drank tea at Grandma Liu's place, he could no longer drink the tea his father gave him.

Li Zhuiyuan would only drink as a quick replenishment after he had consumed a lot of energy.

However, when Aunt Xiang Hou asked again, "Is it delicious? Do you want to try another flavor?", he lowered his head and drank two more sips:
“It’s delicious.”

Liu Jinxia didn't play cards this afternoon. She took a job and was holding a brush, facing a book, and trying to write a couplet.

This is a relatively traditional folk custom. This kind of sealing couplet can be hung in temples, at funerals, or placed on top of offerings and burned together.

Now that Liu Jinxia can take on this job, it proves that her status and position have been improved compared to the past.

Yes, in their line of work, status often increases with age. The older they are, the more popular they are, and the more outsiders trust them.

However, Liu Jinxia was hesitant to write and did not dare to write on white cloth. Instead, she practiced repeatedly on yellow paper.

Her handwriting is barely acceptable, and it shows that she has put a lot of effort into it.

Half a year ago, she secretly went to the city and had a cataract operation. Her eyesight is much better than before, but in front of outsiders, she still habitually pretends to be "blind".

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table.

Blind Liu smiled and said, "Little Marquis Yuan, here you are."

"Yes, Grandma Liu." Li Zhuiyuan said directly without any hesitation, "Grandma Liu, let me help you write it."

"You can write?" There was some surprise in her tone. She was inclined to believe it. After all, the child was admitted to university at such a young age.

"Will do."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and started writing directly on the white cloth.

At first, Liu Jinxia was a little worried, but after seeing the words written by the boy, she felt relieved.

It was the sealing couplet written by the young man. She seemed to have never found it in the book in her hand, but it didn’t matter. The handwriting was beautiful and solemn, so the host was satisfied.

Li Zhuiyuan finished writing all the couplets on the table, put down his brush and rubbed his wrist.

Liu Jinxia spread them out to dry with a smile and said, "Stay home for dinner."

"No, I have friends and classmates, so I have to go back to my grandfather's house to eat in the evening."

"Oh, I see. Is the school on holiday? Are you going to stay at home for a few days?"

"Three days."

"Yes." Liu Jinxia looked at her granddaughter Cuicui, "Study hard and try to go to Jinling to go to university with your brother Yuanhou in the future."

Cuicui stuck out her tongue. When she was in college, Brother Yuanhou had already graduated.

"Brother Yuanhou, come to my room and play."

Just like the first time he came to Cuicui's house, Li Zhuiyuan was taken to the second floor by Cuicui, and he took off his shoes at the stairs again.

The layout of Cuicui's room remained the same, except that there were many more dolls. She also collected a lot of picture albums, posters and story books, and shared them with Li Zhuiyuan like offering treasures.

Li Zhuiyuan's attention was more focused on the furniture in the room.

At first, he noticed a thin horizontal crack on the mirror of the dressing table.

Next, there were such cracks on the wardrobe, chairs, and bed edges.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is normal for furniture to crack after being used for a long time.

But Li Zhuiyuan could see that this was the girl's own fate and the influence of her surroundings.

People are part of the environment and can naturally produce certain changes to the environment. Cuicui's fate has become hard again.

From Liu Jinxia, ​​to Li Juxiang, and then to Cuicui, three generations have become increasingly extreme.

Although Li Zhuiyuan is good at physiognomy and numerology, he is not superstitious about them. But even according to the law of probability, Cuicui's current problem is already very serious.

When she grows up, unless they are from a special group of people, it would be hard for ordinary people to bear having an intimate relationship with her.

In this world, there is indeed a very small group of people. Men marry, and each wife runs away or dies; women marry, but their fiancés either go crazy or die of illness before they even get married.

Looking at the posters that Cuicui unfolded, which showed many young male stars, Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Cuicui, do you like them?"

The little girl smiled and replied, "They are beautiful, just as beautiful as you, Brother Yuanhou."

Li Zhuiyuan thought silently in his heart that maybe he could ask A'li to make a longevity lock or a bracelet to help Cuicui suppress her fate.

It's just that the material is hard to find. Jade is not suitable because it will break if she wears it for a long time. Only metal can be used. Ordinary metal is not enough. It has to be special gold.

It’s just that I’m on the road now, and if I help others change their fate without permission, it may lead to certain causes and effects.

Fortunately, Cuicui is still young, so it’s okay to wait a little longer.

Before her journey on the river is over, she just needs to avoid falling in love too soon.

From the perspective of ordinary people, girls usually suffer in early love, but in Cuicui's case, it may be the boys who benefit.

After visiting Cuicui's house, Li Zhuiyuan returned to his great-grandfather's house.

Grandpa Taiye and Grandpa Shan were still snoring in their coffins, and occasionally talking in their sleep, in which they were also quarreling.

I remember my great grandfather said that he would be buried together with the mountain cannon a hundred years later.

Now it seems that the two old people are really going to be buried together. I’m afraid they won’t have peace at night in the cemetery.

Li Zhuiyuan was in the living room, admiring the paper figures that had been made in advance. Yinghou's craftsmanship was indeed very good. Each paper figure was lifelike and presented a creepy orderliness.

It's the kind of night when, if you shine a flashlight over there, a row of paper figures will give you the feeling that they are about to turn their heads collectively.

After all, she made it herself, so it's normal to have such an effect.

Li Zhuiyuan went up the stairs and came to the terrace. The two rattan chairs he and A'li had sat on were still in their original positions.

It's impossible for it to be left here exposed to the wind and sun all the time, and judging from the marks on the ground, it must have been moved out of the house and placed here by my great grandfather this morning.

One's own past is also another person's memory.

Many afternoons, the grandfather lay on his bench in the distance, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan and smoking a cigarette, looking with a smile at the two rattan chairs leaning against each other in front of him, and the boy and girl sitting together.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the rattan chair and looked down habitually. The door to the east room was closed.

Li Weihan and Cui Guiying would go home every night. Yinghou would stay here, but she would sleep in the west room, which was once the room of Aunt Liu and Uncle Qin.

The door of the east room where A'li and Grandma Liu used to live was still locked.

At this moment, time seemed to be turned back, going back through a cycle of winter, autumn, summer, and spring, back to that day, when I was sitting here, holding "Records of Strange Things in Jianghu" in my hand, and between turning the pages, I glanced at the girl sitting downstairs with her feet on the doorstep:
A page of the world, a glimpse of a stunning beauty.

Memories are not exclusive to the elderly, but depend on whether you have had enough beautiful things.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan felt a gust of cold wind coming from the room behind and blowing his hair.

The boy pressed the red button on his wrist with his right thumb and made quick hand prints with his left hand.

A fierce aura emanated from the young man.

This is an instinct, a momentum accumulated from stepping over dead evil spirits and layers of river waves along the way.

Especially now, when Runsheng and the others are not around him, the boy's sensitivity will be infinitely magnified.

But soon, the thumb loosened and the handprint was removed.

Li Zhuiyuan suppressed his instinct.

But in the end, I was scared by the wind.

With a "bang", the cold wind quickly retreated, closing all the doors and windows on the front.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, raised and spread his hands to express his apology.

But after pushing open the door, except for the back window which was still open, the room seemed very cold and empty.

After standing in the room for a while, Li Zhuiyuan came out after hearing a sound coming from the dam.

Runsheng came back on a tricycle with Yin Meng.

As usual, this time Runsheng only replenished the goods and did not keep any money. Moreover, the goods could not be replenished too much, otherwise it would be convenient for Uncle Shan to sell them for gambling.

In other words, Uncle Shan doesn't borrow foreign debt, doesn't gamble when he runs out of money, and just eats sweet potatoes at home.

Otherwise, it would be really annoying to meet such an elder.

Yin Meng thought of an idea. She would just send money to Uncle Li's house from now on, and then tell Uncle Shan to go to Uncle Li's house for dinner when he was short of food.

In this way, Uncle Shan solved his problem of being too embarrassed to face the consequences, and at the same time Li Sanjiang was able to subdue Uncle Shan by giving him food without paying him.

Just at this time, Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan also woke up. Both old men were drunk. After Runsheng said this, Uncle Shan hesitated to speak, and Li Sanjiang agreed directly.

Then, Uncle Shan pulled Runsheng to the wall and asked, "Didn't you go to college with Xiao Yuanhou? How can you still make money?"

"Xiaoyuan will give me pocket money."

"Really?"

"real."

"Then you won't be hungry?"

"I work in the cafeteria."

"No salary?"

“No, but meals are provided.”

Uncle Shan nodded: "It's really embarrassing to ask for someone's salary."

"Ah."

"The money for Xiao Yuanhou was also given by Lao Li. If you give him more and I go to eat there again, wouldn't that be shameless of me going to his house to eat there?"

"Uncle Li didn't know the truth, so I told him that we opened a store in the school and made money."

"That's true."

Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing on the second floor, clearly heard the conversation between the two people below. Obviously, Runsheng's words must have been taught by someone on the way.

Li Sanjiang cleared his throat, walked to the edge of the dam, spat into the field, then picked up a cigarette and cursed at Shan Da Ye:
"Look at your temper. Marquis Runsheng is not young anymore, and it's almost time for him to find a wife. Which girl would dare to live in your house that is so dilapidated that it's about to collapse and has leaks everywhere?
Look at how I saved up the money to buy a house and a dowry for Xiaoyuan Hou. You don't even act like an elder at all!"

It was rare for Uncle Shan to lower his head when being scolded, and he did not refute.

"Marquis Runsheng has a big appetite and a tendency to be greedy, but he is also very strong and a good worker. Without a burden like you, he won't have any trouble finding a wife."

As he spoke, Li Sanjiang walked behind Runsheng and punched him twice.

"Huh...huh..."

The ashes in my mouth were blown into my eyes.

Li Sanjiang wiped his eyes and wondered:

"This is strange. Where did the wind come from?"

Uncle Shan couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted, "I'm going to jump into the river now, and you can fish me out in the evening!"

"Bullshit! You didn't consider your child when you were alive, and now you want to take your child away after you die, and you will feel guilty for the rest of your life!"

Uncle Shan was so angry that he sat down on the bench by the wall. His eyes, which had just faded red, became red again, but this time it was not because of the alcohol.

Li Sanjiang smacked his lips and took a puff of his cigarette: I finally won the argument, I feel good.

However, he didn't dare to continue provoking Shan Pao, for he was worried that Shan Pao would really set him off.

"Grandpa Li!"

Lin Shuyou came back with a bunch of gifts, followed by Tan Wenbin, who was holding eight packs of cigarettes in his left hand and five bottles of wine in his right hand.

Li Sanjiang was dissatisfied with Lin Shuyou and said, "Why did you buy these specially? Is your family very rich?"

Lin Shuyou: “Not very rich.”

"You are so generous even though you don't have any money..."

“There is a temple at home.”

"temple?"

"There are also temple properties, land, mountains, and incense."

"That's definitely a good thing to do."

Li Sanjiang looked at Tan Wenbin again, pointing at the cigarettes and alcohol in his hands: "Zhuangzhuang, what are you smoking now?"

Tan Wenbin smiled and said, "I got them from my grandparents' homes on both sides of my family. They were given to me by others. They asked me to bring them to you. I just treat it as a visit to relatives."

"Then I have to figure out what gift to give in return."

"Pick some vegetables and I'll bring them to you. They all eat light food."

"Bullshit, your grandparents live in Shigang, not Xianggang!"

Even if you live in town, you can still see the fields by opening the window.

"Hey, we're family, why do we have to be so clear about it? If we really want to calculate, I haven't paid Xiaoyuan for his tutoring yet. That's the tuition for the provincial champion, how much should I pay!"

"You are a tutor, you should be paid."

Tan Wenbin: “…”

Dinner was still very sumptuous, mainly because Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were there, plus Lin Shuyou, a martial artist who also had a big appetite, so there was no food left at all at noon.

During the afternoon chat, Cui Guiying casually asked Yin Meng how her cooking skills were, and Yin Meng replied: It’s okay.

Although Cui Guiying and Yin Meng had met and known each other before, they had not had much contact and communication, so during dinner Cui Guiying originally wanted to call Yin Meng over to help.

Yin Meng stood there awkwardly without moving.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were so scared that they quickly waved their hands, and they went into the kitchen to help cook.

Cui Guiying was surprised and asked, "Didn't the girl say that she was a good cook?"
Tan Wenbin, who was helping to cut vegetables, could only nod vigorously: "Her hand was injured and she couldn't touch water. She can really remove the art!"

After dinner, Cui Guiying and Li Weihan went home first.

Runsheng moved the TV out to the dam and sat with Tan Wenbin, making paper-made objects while watching TV.

Lin Shuyou wanted to fit in, so he also started learning how to make paper-cut objects. He was quite talented and picked up the skill quickly.

Yin Meng went to the fields behind to practice martial arts alone.

Li Zhuiyuan was not the only one who wanted to reminisce.

After taking a shower, Li Zhuiyuan passed by the second-floor terrace and saw only Runsheng and Lin Shuyou sitting in front of the TV downstairs, while Tan Wenbin was squatting by the dam, smoking.

Binbin quits smoking so often that it's scary.

If I'm not mistaken, in addition to visiting his grandparents in the afternoon, Tan Wenbin should also have gone to visit Zheng Haiyang's grave.

The amount of wine he brought back was odd in number.

Life is always good at playing jokes on people. Such a sociable person is now afraid to open his heart to others. He is afraid that others will become Zheng Haiyang, and he is also afraid that he will become someone else's Zheng Haiyang.

Li Zhuiyuan did not go downstairs to comfort Binbin, because Binbin just needed to be alone to digest his feelings and did not need any extra comfort.

Besides, even if you really need it, you don’t need it yourself.

Aunt Zhang appeared across the rice field. She pinched her throat and sang a folk song:
"Bin Hou, your mother Zhou Yun Hou called you~~~"

"Pfft..."

Tan Wenbin, who was feeling depressed, was immediately amused.

He probably guessed that it was not Aunt Zhang who conveyed the wrong message, but his mother Zheng Fang who did it on purpose.

I guess Zhou Yunyun on the other end of the phone was blushing and lowering her face in front of her mother again.

Zhou Yunyun had fallen behind in her studies due to hospitalization, so she didn't go home this time. But now that the school is on vacation, according to her mother's habit, she should call Zhou Yunyun to her home to celebrate the holiday.

Tan Wenbin stood up and shouted to Lin Shuyou, "Ayou, go with me to answer the phone."

"okay."

Tan Wenbin took Lin Shuyou to answer the phone.

"Xiaoyuan." Li Sanjiang's voice came.

"Master."

Li Sanjiang smiled and sat down in his rattan chair.

"Grandpa, it's cold. It's easy to catch a cold if you sit here in the wind."

"Don't be afraid. Although I am old, it's not easy for me to have a headache because of thinking about you."

In his life, even when he was serving in the National Army, he had been sent back from the battlefield several times, but he had never been scratched by a shell.

The only time when he was in poor health and had heavy bleeding was when Li Zhuiyuan first arrived. During that period, he not only dreamed of running around with zombies at night, but also woke up covered in wounds.

However, Li Sanjiang never thought that it had anything to do with Xiaoyuan, and even if it did, it didn't matter.

"Xiao Yuanhou, how are you doing in college?"

"Okay, everything is fine."

"Is there enough money?"

"It's enough. Most students don't have as much money as I do, don't dress as well as I do, and don't eat as well as I do."

"Hehe." Li Sanjiang nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, we are not a wealthy family, but it doesn't matter, we are willing to spend money."

Li Zhuiyuan laughed along.

"Come, let me take a good look at you again."

Li Sanjiang motioned Li Zhuiyuan to come closer. He reached out, grabbed his great-grandson's arm, squeezed it, and then patted it with his palm.

"Our little Yuan Hou has really grown up. Haha, he feels like an important person now."

"I am a child, and I am growing every day."

"You are more than just a person." Li Sanjiang pointed at his eyes, "Your great grandfather's eyes are a ruler, do you believe it?"

"Believe it."

"Tsk, look at him. My great-grandson looks like he's going to do great things. When he grows up, he'll definitely be something extraordinary. Okay, go back to sleep. You must be tired after traveling so fast today."

"Grandpa, you should also go back to your room and rest as soon as possible, and stop blowing in the wind."

"I know, I know."

Li Zhuiyuan returned to his room, got on the bed, folded the quilt, covered himself with it, and slowly lay down.

Not long after I closed my eyes, a cold wind began to blow into the room with closed doors and windows.

This time, Li Zhuiyuan forced himself not to move, nor did he rush to open his eyes.

After a long while, when he could smell a moist scent and even heard the sound of water dripping around him, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

It was right above me, touching the bed board.

She was wearing a tight black cheongsam, a pair of bright red high heels, and long, wet hair hanging down.

The scene I saw after falling into the water on the boat that day seemed like the beginning of a new life.

And at this moment she appeared in front of him again.

The upper body of the little yellow warbler slowly moved downwards.

The tips of her hair gradually touched Li Zhuiyuan's chest, neck, chin, and profile.

As I continued to fall, my hair began to spread out.

The long hair was like a piece of black cloth, wrapping both heads. The two of them were facing each other in the black cloth.

She is really not pretty and she wears too much makeup.

But she was really beautiful, both when she was alive and when she was dead.

"It might anger it, but I can still help you get rid of it."

The little yellow warbler is controlled by the one under the peach tree, but it is hard to say to what extent. But so far... the little yellow warbler can continue to exist after taking revenge and has not disappeared, which is indeed due to the influence of "it".

The little yellow warbler shook his head.

She refused the boy's help.

Li Zhuiyuan understood that all of this was the little yellow warbler's own choice, and it did not really make things difficult for her.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the little yellow warbler, there is nothing to be attached to in life, so it is better to continue to exist like this.

Perhaps, it was because of its existence that the little yellow warbler offset the pain of falling to death. When it was suppressed and dissipated, the little yellow warbler would also disappear.

The little yellow warbler's forehead continued to move downward, and finally, it rested on Li Zhuiyuan's forehead.

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes and began to walk in the dark.

"Little yellow warbler! Little yellow warbler!"

"Look, a little yellow warbler!"

Li Zhuiyuan found himself in a dream, which was the funeral of his bearded mother.

The little yellow warbler picked up the microphone and was preparing to sing.

Around him were the excited Shitou, Huzi, Panzi and Leizi, and the children and adults were applauding enthusiastically.

The little yellow warbler showed off her figure and began her performance:

"Even if there are thousands of songs in the future, they will float on my distant road; even if there are thousands of stars in the future, they will be brighter than the moon tonight."

The singing still has the same flavor as in my memory. Although only over a year has passed, it has been marked by the yellowing marks of time.

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind Li Zhuiyuan:

"You are walking on the river..."

It is this.

The one under the peach forest found himself through the little yellow warbler.

"Yes, I'm walking on the river."

"Have you studied the black book I gave you..."

"learned."

"Help me kill someone when we go down the river..."

"Kill who?"

"Wei Zhengdao."

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The monthly ticket task has been completed, and I will add another chapter.

The main thing is that I update 10,000 words every day. I don’t have any drafts saved, I write everything on the spot. It takes basically the whole day to write, so it’s difficult to come up with a chapter on the spur of the moment. But don’t worry, everyone, I will try to write more tomorrow and incorporate the extra words into the next chapter!

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