Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 550 The Dead Under the Night (4)

The aunt arranged for Chen Dongqing to sleep in the inner room with her daughter.

It is said to be the inside, but it is actually the inside in the true sense.

There are only two houses in this house, apart from the firewood room where Chen Dongqing took a bath, there is another big room.

There are tables and chairs outside, and the couple spread their beds outside to rest on weekdays.Their son slept with them, separated only by a small board.

Going further inside, use a piece of blue flower cloth to open a block, and the daughter is sleeping on the other side of the flower cloth.

A room is crowded with the dining room and four people on weekdays.

The daughter looked at Chen Dongqing, a little shy, and kept giving way, almost pushing herself out.

Chen Dongqing did not stop her kindness.

After all, 101 is still lying in the woodshed.

"What's your name."

Chen Dongqing tried her best to sound friendly.

"Big girl." The daughter replied, she tugged at her clothes and lifted the neckline up again.

No matter how common the name is, it is also very easy to remember.

Chen Dongqing smiled and said to her: "Big girl, you don't have to be so afraid, I'm not those grassroots outside, I don't snatch girls to be my daughter-in-law."

Da Ya also smiled and put down her nervous hand that didn't know where to put it.

"You, where are you from?"

After saying this, Da Ya felt a little regretful.

She has already heard that this girl's life experience is very miserable. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for others to mention her life experience now?
Da Ya pursed her lips, feeling uneasy.

Chen Dongqing just smiled, as if it didn't bring up any unpleasant memories: "I'm from Shangjing."

Da Ya was a little stunned.

It's not that she has never heard of Shangjing, but she feels that it is too far away from her.She only heard about Shangjing from others, but she never knew what kind of place it was.

The closest to it, except now, is only in a dream.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. When the moon is at its fullest, many red lanterns will be hung in Shangjing. There will be many stalls on the side of the road, and hawkers will make clay figurines that can look just like you."

Da Ya murmured, "Sounds really good."

"Nature is very good." Chen Dongqing seemed to be immersed in the past, but she couldn't help feeling that Da Ya's reaction could not stand scrutiny.

She had tried it before, and four or five generations of people here have never left this small town.

Logically speaking, it would be fine if there was no inbreeding problem. Five generations of people have never left here, so how could they know about Shangjing?
One must know that Chen Dongqing was just talking nonsense.

But Da Ya has not only heard of it, but is not particularly unfamiliar.

If according to the people here, there are almost no outsiders here, then it is strange to know what is going on outside.

There must be ghosts here.

Thinking of this, Chen Dongqing continued to say: "I think there was a little brother who came in before, he is not here, where does he live?"

Da Ya didn't mean anything and said naturally: "He went to Butcher Zhang's house next door. Butcher Zhang's house is better than ours and the place is spacious."

As she said that, she actually showed a bit of envy: "Maybe, he can still have a few bites of meat to eat."

Here, being able to eat meat is quite a treat.

But Chen Dongqing always felt a little weird.

She couldn't tell what was wrong, but there was something illogical about it.

There was already a slight snoring sound outside, Chen Dongqing shook his head to shake off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and lay down.

However, there will definitely be no good dreams tonight.

A scream woke her up from her sleep dripping with sweat, and she got up.

(End of this chapter)