Corpse Retriever

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

This boy looked quite fair and tender, and looked shy and introverted. He looked suitable for grinding mills.

"Hey, not bad, and brought back a new mule."

Lin Shuyou was holding a salted duck in his hand. He had helped to bring it down when he got off the car. He was only worried about whether Xiaoyuan and the others would take him away, and he had completely forgotten about buying gifts.

If he had known that when he passed by Shinan Town, he should have asked Brother Bin to stop the car and buy some milk and biscuits for himself.

His hometown was more polite. If the grandfathers and masters knew that he had come to their house with nothing in his hands, they would have spit on his face.

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

"Zhuangzhuang, did you drive back?"

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

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

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

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

"Without a wheel, I can't drive my car."

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

These days, two-wheeled motorcycles are considered rare in the family, and anyone who can drive it around the village and town is considered quite foreign.

As for four-wheeled ones, let alone, most families in the village dare not even dream of having a car parked at home in the future.

"Is this kid your classmate?"

"Yes, classmate." Tan Wenbin poked Lin Shuyou.

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

"Your accent, is it from the south?"

"Yes, I'm from Fujian."

"Okay, not bad, the boy is very handsome and has a lot of bones."

As soon as he stepped onto the dam, Li Zhuiyuan's expression suddenly became solemn.

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

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

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

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

Tan Wenbin took several big steps, turned in the air, stood behind Xiaoyuan, and faced the back.

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

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

Li Zhuiyuan's expression returned to normal.

Feng Shui is definitely not good in places where there are evil spirits.

Li Zhuiyuan got started by reading Feng Shui books on the second floor of his great-grandfather's house, so he is naturally very familiar with the Feng Shui layout of his great-grandfather's house.

Now, the Feng Shui here is obviously problematic, but the impact of the problem is not great. The difference is like the spacious and bright self-built farmhouse has become a cold old hospital inpatient department.

People who are sensitive to this aspect can detect some abnormalities, but it is not really that much of an impact on a person's health and fortune.

Especially for his great-grandfather, his fortune has long been out of the influence of ordinary environment, and he can 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 lower the guard, and said to Li Sanjiang:

"Grandpa, we are going to take a photo, brother Binbin brought back a camera."

Ever since he copied 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 participate in the exchange meeting of Physiognomy Societies of many schools. He thought he could learn something and see the world, but who knew it was full of bureaucracy.

The speeches of the leaders of the organizers made him sleepy and tired, and he felt it was very boring, but the first prize in the lottery before the end of the meeting was a camera, and he was lucky and won it.

He was very happy and felt that it was not in vain.

At this moment, seeing that Xiaoyuan had cancelled his alert, he immediately took out his camera and raised it:

"Yes, come, take a photo, everyone pose, come, look at me here, make a scissors hand gesture, yeah!"

"Click!"

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

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

Lin Shuyou untied his vertical pupils, but couldn't find a position for a while, and finally Tan Wenbin beckoned him to squat in 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 the apron and shouted happily:

"Xiaoyuan Hou, my grandson."

"Grandma."

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 came from the path. He was pushing a cart with two jars of wine on it.

"Grandpa."

"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 mountain bastard's fault. He has to fart at this time!"

"Old man, you are making fun of me while I'm on the porcelain jar!"

The mountain uncle walked out from the back of the house while tying his trousers.

Li Sanjiang: "What's wrong? I didn't say it right?"

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, are there other people in the family?"

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

The surname is Xiao, and her name is Ying Hou."

"Where is she?"

"She asked for leave last night, saying that there was something going on at home. She went back 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 is not dead, even if he is dead, he will go downstream. Before entering this land, he must be scared to go upstream.

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

Cui Guiying smiled and said, "Everyone, sit down, eat, eat."

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

Li Sanjiang and Shan Daye were both drunk because they were happy. They cursed each other and lay down in the coffin that the two people in the living room had prepared for themselves and fell asleep.

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

Cui Guiying scolded them while going to the kitchen to cook sobering soup for them.

After Li Zhuiyuan said something to his grandmother, he took Runsheng and others to the big bearded man's house.

This peach forest is now a beautiful scene in the village.

Li Zhuiyuan stood on the dam of the big bearded man's house and looked around.

Lin Shuyou imitated Xiaoyuan and leaned forward. As soon as he looked, his pupils opened and closed quickly!

"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 calm, and there was no wind.

"Brother Runsheng, set up the offering table."

"Okay."

The table and chairs were ready in the room, and the tribute was very simple, biscuits and meat floss, which were a bit sloppy and casual, but I think the other party would not mind.

Two candles, one red and one white, were erected, and the candlelight flickered.

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

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin surrounded the brazier and began to burn paper.

This move had no special meaning, just to say hello.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that he was not qualified to talk to the person under the peach forest for the time being.

But the other party was indeed giving face and taking care of the grandfather's family.

Although this kind of care is unbearable for ordinary people, his great grandfather is obviously not one of them.

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

The simple ceremony should be declared over at this time, and Tan Wenbin has already blown out the two candles.

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

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

The two candles that had been extinguished were lit again.

A mood gradually filled the hearts of everyone present, with memories, regrets, sighs and sighs.

It is seeing new people and thinking of old people, and it is also looking for the former self and the people around him.

He is the one who survived, and has lived to this day, but he is also the one left by time, and has been imprisoned until now.

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

Except for Li Zhuiyuan, the moods of the others were affected and fell into depression.

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

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

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

Tan Wenbin was going back to Shigang Town to see his grandparents and grandparents.

Lin Shuyou was going to go with Tan Wenbin.

There were few shops in Shinan Town, and Shigang Town was bustling with people, so he planned to buy some gifts.

Runsheng was going back to Xiting Town to clean the house and replenish 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 should have run out of food again, and his grandfather came a day earlier to beg 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 would be no danger in the village, and everyone could really act separately at this time.

In this way, Tan Wenbin drove Lin Shuyou away in a pickup truck, and Runsheng rode out of his home tricycle and took Yin Meng away.

After watching them leave, Li Zhuiyuan was planning to turn back and take advantage of the good afternoon sun to sit on the second-floor terrace of his grandfather's house.

Behind him, a surprised voice came at this time:

"Brother Yuanhou!"

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

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

"Cuicui."

"Brother Yuanhou, you are back. Where is Sister A Li?"

"She is not back."

"Hehe." After a simple greeting, Cuicui began to laugh.

She was happy from the bottom of her heart. In the past year or so, she often came here to play with Brother Yuanhou and Sister A Li, because only they 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, she would raise her chin and walk over proudly when she thought of herself being with Brother Yuanhou and Sister Ali.

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

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Okay."

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

Grandpa and grandma are now working as helpers at Grandpa's house. They have already had lunch together at noon. There is no need to visit those uncles. Grandpa will be unhappy if he goes.

Liu Jinxia and Li Juxiang have helped him break the evil spirit and have given him real help. He has to go.

Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan agreed, Cuicui tentatively reached out her hand.

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

The little girl was immediately 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, but even though the brand and wrapping paper were exactly the same, they still couldn't taste as sweet as before.

Li Zhuiyuan knew she was very happy.

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

This is a habit, not brought from the mother's womb, but in terms of time, the difference is not much.

Even if he deliberately doesn't perform now, this inertia is still retained.

For example, he wants to see Binbin as the class monitor and wants to see Binbin and Zhou Yunyun together.

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

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

Li Zhuiyuan felt that he was a stupid person.

Some happiness, some emotions, he was still a beginner, so he hoped that there would be more examples around him, so that he could observe, understand and imitate.

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

When he was with Ah-li, there was no problem, but as Ah-li's balcony window, he had to go out earlier and more boldly than Ah-li, so that he could hold her hand and continue to walk out.

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

Cuicui pulled him and continued to walk 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 shout, she was so happy that she stopped washing clothes and went back to the house to get snacks.

The weather was a little cold, and it was not suitable to drink citric acid anymore, so she opened two bottles of milk drinks.

Li Zhuiyuan took it, put it into the straw, and drank a sip. It was full of saccharin and a little milk flavor.

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

After Tan Wenbin often drinks tea from Grandma Liu, he can no longer drink the tea leaves his father gave him.

Li Zhuiyuan will only drink drinks as a quick supplement after he has consumed some energy.

However, when Aunt Xianghou asked again: "Is it delicious? Do you want to change the taste?", he still lowered his head and drank two sips in a row:

"It's delicious."

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

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

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

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

However, Liu Jinxia was reluctant to write, and did not dare to write on white cloth, but practiced repeatedly on yellow paper.

Her handwriting was barely passable, and she had practiced hard.

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

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the table.

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

"Yes, Grandma Liu." Li Zhuiyuan said directly, "Grandma Liu, let me help you write."

"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.

"Yes."

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, her heart was completely relieved.

It was the couplet written by the boy. She seemed to have never seen it in the book in her hand, but it didn't matter. The words were beautiful and solemn, and the host was satisfied.

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

Liu Jinxia spread them out and hung them up with a smile, saying, "Stay home for dinner."

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

"Oh, so, is the school on vacation? How many days will you stay at home?"

"Three days."

"Yes." Liu Jinxia looked at her granddaughter Cuicui, "Study hard, and try to go to Jinling 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, go to my room to play."

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

The layout of Cuicui's room has not changed, but there are many more dolls. She also collected a lot of picture albums, posters and story books, and took them out to share with Li Zhuiyuan like offering treasures.

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

At first, he first found a thin cross-cut crack on the mirror of the dressing table.

Next, there are such cracks on the wardrobe, chairs, and bedside.

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

But Li Zhuiyuan can see that this is the girl's own fate and the impact on the surrounding environment.

People are part of the environment and can naturally make specific changes to the environment.

Cuicui's fate has become harder again.

From Liu Jinxia, ​​to Li Juxiang, and then to Cuicui, three generations are becoming more and more extreme.

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

When she grows up, unless those special people, ordinary people will find it difficult to bear if they have an intimate relationship with her.

In this world, there are indeed a very small number of people. Men marry and run away or die after marrying one; women marry, but before the woman gets married, her fiancé either goes crazy or dies of illness.

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

The little girl smiled and replied, "They are good-looking, just like you, Brother Yuanhou."

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

It's just that this material is a bit difficult to find. Jade is not suitable. She will break if she wears it for a long time. Only metal can be used. Ordinary metal is not enough. It must be a special gold.

It's just that I am walking on the river now. If I help others change their fate without authorization, it may cause some cause and effect.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

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

Before I finish walking on the river, she just needs to not fall in love too early.

From the perspective of ordinary people, early love generally hurts girls. In Cuicui's case, it may be the boys who eat the feast.

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

The grandfather and the mountain grandfather were still lying in their coffins, snoring, and occasionally talking in their sleep, and they were also quarreling in their sleep.

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

Now it seems that the two old men are really going to be buried together. I am afraid that the graveyard will not have peace at night.

Li Zhuiyuan was in the living room, admiring the paper figures that were made in advance. Yinghou's craftsmanship was really good. Each paper figure was made to look lifelike, and presented a kind of creepy order.

It was the kind of night when a flashlight was shone over, and a row of paper figures would give people the feeling that they were about to turn their heads collectively.

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

Li Zhuiyuan went up the stairs and came to the terrace. The two rattan chairs of himself and A Li were still placed in the original position.

It is impossible to keep placing them here in the wind and sun, and judging from the marks on the ground, the grandfather should have moved them out of the house and placed them here 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, smiling 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, habitually looking down, the door of the east room was closed.

Li Weihan and Cui Guiying would go home every night, Yinghou would stay here, but she slept 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.

Time seemed to be dialed back at this moment, and it went back through a round of winter, autumn, summer, and spring, back to that day, when I sat here, holding "Jianghu Zhiguai Lu" in my hand, and between reading and turning pages, I looked at the girl sitting downstairs with her feet on the doorstep:

A page of Jianghu, a glimpse of a stunning beauty.

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

At this moment, Li Zhanyuan perceived a yin wind, overflowing from the back room, blowing his hair.

The boy's right -handed thumb pressed the red buttons on the wrist, and the left hand quickly printed.

A fierce atmosphere emanated from the teenager.

This is an instinct, stepping on the evil spirits all the way, stepping on the waves of rivers and waves, a momentum accumulated.

Especially now, when Runsheng is not by his side, the sensitivity of the teenager will be enlarged infinitely.

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

Li Zhanyuan suppressed his instinct.

After all, it was scared.

With a bang! ", The yin wind was quickly recycled and closed the front doors and windows.

Li Zhanyuan stood up, raised his hands and spread his hands, and he apologized.

After pushing the door, in addition to the rear window, the house looks very deserted and empty.

After standing in the room for a while, he heard the sound of the Babzi uploaded, and Li Zhanyuan came out.

Runsheng returned with Yin Meng on a tricycle.

The old rules, this time, Runsheng still just made up the goods, did not leave money, and the goods could not be too full, otherwise it would be convenient for Uncle Shan to sell gambling.

That is, Uncle Shan does not borrow foreign debt, and he won't bet if he has no money.

Otherwise, it is really annoying to meet such an elder.

Yin Meng thought about a way, and simply put money to Uncle Li's house in the future, and then told Uncle Shan's break and went to Uncle Li's house for dinner.

In this way, Uncle Shan solved the problem of unable to wipe his face. At the same time, Li Sanjiang was able to subdue Uncle Shan, so that he would not give me money.

At this time, Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan also woke up. Both old men were drunk. After Runsheng said this, Uncle Shan stopped talking, and Li Sanjiang agreed directly.

Later, Uncle Shan pulled Runsheng to the wall and asked, "Aren't you going to go to college with Xiao Yuanhou, how can you still make money."

"Xiao Yuan will give me pocket money."

"real?"

"real."

"Then you won't eat enough food?"

"I work in the cafeteria."

"No salary?"

"No, but Guanfan."

Uncle Shan nodded: "That's really embarrassing to pay for others."

"Um."

"Xiao Yuanhou's money was also given by Lao Li, you gave him again, I went to eat again, isn't it still to eat his house?"

"Uncle Li didn't know the truth, I told Uncle Li that we made money at the store in school."

"That's it."

Li Zhanyuan, who was standing on the second floor, clearly heard the conversation between the two below. Obviously, Runsheng's speech should be taught by someone on the road.

Li Sanjiang cleared his throat, walked to the barbiz, spit out his sputum at the field, then pinched a cigarette, and scolded the uncle Shan:

"Look at your sexuality, Runshenghou is not young, and it's time to talk about his daughter -in -law. Which girl went to see your house's house that was about to break and leaked around and dared to live in?

You see how I am a gift to Xiao Yuanhou's house, just you, how can there be a little bit like an elder! "

Uncle Shan's rare training lowered his head, without refutation.

"Runsheng Hou has a large amount of rice, and there is also a problem of eating fragrance, but the manpower is also great.

Speaking, Li Sanjiang also walked behind Runsheng and smashed his fist twice.

"Huh ... Huh ..."

The ash in his mouth was blown into his eyes.

Li Sanjiang wiped his eyes and said:

"Strange, where is the wind coming out."

Uncle Shan couldn't hold back at this time, shouting, "Then I will jump the river now, and you will get it out at night!"

"Put your mother's fart, you don't think about your children when you are alive, and you want to pull your child to feel guilty for a lifetime when you die!"

Uncle Shan was so angry that he sat down on the bench by the wall. The just red eyes were red again, but this time it was not because of wine.

Li Sanjiang smashed it, and he smoked the cigarettes with a beautiful mouth: it can be regarded as noisy, comfortable.

However, he did not dare to continue to stimulate the mountain artillery anymore, and was worried that the mountain cannon would really bomb himself.

"Grandpa Li!"

Lin Shuyou returned with a lot of gifts. Tan Wenbin, who followed him, held eight cigarettes with eight cigarettes with five bottles of wine.

Li Sanjiang was dissatisfied with Lin Shuyou: "What do you specifically buy these, your family is rich?"

Lin Shuyou: "No money is very rich."

"You have no money, you are still so big ..."

"There is a temple at home."

"temple?"

"There are also temples, land, mountains, and incense."

"That's really a big hand."

Li Sanjiang looked at Tan Wenbin again, pointing at the smoke and alcohol that he held in his hand: "Zhuang Zhuang, what kind of crazy do you smoke?"

Tan Wenbin laughed: "It was taken by my grandmother's house on both sides. Others sent it, they asked me to send you, and they were purely a relative."

"Then I have to ponder what kind of gift to give me."

"You pick some vegetables, I will give you it, they all eat lightly."

"Pull the calf, you live in Shigang on both sides, and you are not living in Xiang Port!"

Even if you live in the town, you can see the field at a glance.

"Oh, my own family, what is so clear, I really want to count, I haven't tuned for Xiao Yuan, but that is the champion to tuition, how much money you have to give!"

"You are accompanied by reading, you should give you money."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

Dinner is still very abundant, mainly because Runsheng and Tan Wenbin are here. With a well -trained family, Lin Shuyou, who is also a large amount of meals, there is no food left at noon.

When chatting in the afternoon, Cui Guiying asked what was about Yin Meng's cooking skills. Yin Meng replied: OK.

Although Cui Guiying and Yin Meng had known each other before, after all, they did not contact the exchange for a long time. Therefore, Cui Guiying originally wanted to call Yin Meng to come to help the handle during dinner.

Yin Meng stood awkwardly.

Tan Wenbin and Runsheng were scared to wave their hands. The two did not hesitate to enter the kitchen to help cook.

Cui Guiying is still strange. Doesn't that girl say that cooking is okay?

Tan Wenbin, who was helping to cut vegetables, had to nod hard: "She was injured in hand, and she couldn't get water. She was indeed possible!"

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

Runsheng moved the TV out of the dam, sitting with Tan Wenbin, watching the TV while making paper.

Lin Shuyou wanted to integrate, and he also started to learn to make paper. He was very talented and started quickly.

Yin Meng went to the back field alone and practiced.

What I want to remember is not only Li Zhanyuan alone.

After Li Zhanyuan took a shower, when he passed the terrace on the second floor, he saw that only Runsheng and Lin Shuyou were sitting in front of the TV in front of the TV. Tan Wenbin squatted beside the dam and smoked cigarettes.

Binbin's frequency of quitting smoking is terrible.

If you do n’t guess, in addition to visiting his grandmother on both sides in the afternoon, Tan Wenbin should also go to Zheng Haiyang to sweep the tomb.

The wine he mentioned is a single number.

Life is always good at joking with others. Such a good communication person makes it really dare not to be with others now. He is afraid that others will become Zheng Haiyang, and he is afraid that he will become someone else.

Li Zhanyuan did not go downstairs to comfort Binbin, because Binbin only needed to digest alone, and did not need extra comfort.

Moreover, even if you really need it, you don't need to be yourself.

Zhang Yan's figure appeared opposite the rice field, and saw her a movement of pinching her throat.

"Binhou, your mother Zhou Yunhou called you ~~~"

"..."

Tan Wenbin, who was melancholy, was laughed at.

He probably guessed that it wasn't Zhang Ye's wrong words, and his mother Zheng Fang deliberately.

It is estimated that Zhou Yunyun on the other side of the phone blushed in front of his mother.

Zhou Yunyun had not returned home because of the hospitalization before, so since the school is on vacation, according to the habit of his mother, Zhou Yunyun should call Zhou Yunyun to his home for the festival.

Tan Wenbin stood up and shouted to Lin Shuyou: "A friend, accompany me to answer the phone."

"Oh, okay."

Tan Wenbin took Lin Shuyou to answer the phone.

"Xiao Yuan." Li Sanjiang's voice came.

"Lord."

Li Sanjiang smiled and sat down on his vine chair.

"Lao, it's cold, and you can get a cold when you sit here."

"Don't be afraid, although you are older, I have a headache, but it is really not easy to have a headache."

In his life, even when he was a national army, he came down from the battlefield several times, and he was not scratched by artillery shells.

The only time for a while, he was bleeding and bleeding. It was when Li Zhanyuan had just arrived. At that time, he not only dreamed of running with a zombie at night, and woke up and was injured.

However, Li Sanjiang never thinks that it has something to do with Xiaoyuan, even if it really has something to do.

"Xiao Yuanhou, is it okay in college?"

"Okay, everything is fine."

"Is the money spent enough?"

"Enough, most of the students have no money, I do n’t wear well, and I do n’t eat well.”

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

Li Zhanyuan laughed together.

"Come, let me take a good look."

Li Sanjiang signaled that Li Zhanyuan was approaching. He reached out, grabbed his great -grandson's arm, squeezed it, and patted it with his palm.

"Our Xiao Yuanhou, really growing up, haha, there is the feeling of big people."

"I am a child, I must grow up every day."

"It's not just a look." Li Sanjiang pointed to his eyes, "You are my eyes, my eyes are the ruler, do you believe it?"

"Believe."

"Well, 瞅 的, my great -grandson is a faction who wants to do big things. When it really grows up, it must be sang. Okay, go back to sleep, and I will be tired today."

"Master, you also go back to the house to rest early, don't blow anymore."

"I know, know."

Li Zhanyuan returned to his room, got into bed, folded the quilt, covered his body, and lay down slowly.

It didn't take long before closing the eyes, and the windy wind was blew in the room and windows.

Li Zhanyuan endured that he had no movement and did not rush to open his eyes.

After a while, the tip of the nose could smell a moist atmosphere, and even after the sound of water dripping by the drip beside himself, the teenager slowly opened his eyes.

Just above myself, I stick to the bed.

A black tights cheongsam, a pair of red high heels, long and wet hair.

The picture I saw after falling into the water on that day seemed to be the beginning of a new life.

At this moment, she appeared again in front of herself.

The upper body of the little yellow warbler slowly down.

The tip of her hair gradually touched Li Zhuiyuan's chest, neck, chin, and side face.

As she continued to fall, her hair gradually spread out.

This long hair, like a piece of black cloth, wrapped the heads of both people. The two of them faced each other in this black cloth.

She was really not beautiful, and her makeup was too heavy.

However, she was really beautiful, whether she was alive or dead.

"Although it may anger it, I can still help you get rid of it."

The little yellow warbler was controlled by the one under the peach tree, but it was hard to say to what extent, but so far... the little yellow warbler was able to continue to exist after revenge and did not dissipate, which was indeed affected by "it".

The little yellow warbler shook her head.

She refused the help from the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan understood that all this was the little yellow warbler's own choice, and it did not really embarrass her.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the little yellow warbler, being born as a human being has nothing to miss, so it is better to continue to exist like this.

Perhaps, it was also 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 dissipate.

The little yellow warbler's forehead continued to lower, and finally, it touched Li Zhuiyuan's forehead.

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

"Little yellow warbler! Little yellow warbler!"

"Look, little yellow warbler!"

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

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

Beside him were the excited Shitou, Huzi, Panzi and Leizi, and the children and adults applauded enthusiastically.

The little yellow warbler showed off his posture and began his performance:

"In the future, even if thousands of songs will float on my road in the distance; in the future, even if thousands of stars will be brighter than the moon tonight."

The singing is still the taste in memory. Although only more than a year has passed, it has been marked with the yellowing mark of time.

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

"You are walking on the river..."

It was it,

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

"Yes, I am walking on the river."

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

"I have learned it."

"Help me kill someone while walking on the river..."

"Kill who?"

"Wei Zhengdao."

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The monthly ticket task is completed, and I need to add another chapter.

The main reason is that I update 10,000 words every day, and I don't have any manuscripts saved. I write them now, and I need to write them all day, so it is difficult to come up with a chapter temporarily. But don't worry, I will try to write more tomorrow and integrate the extra chapter into the word count of the next chapter!

It's the last day of the month, and the monthly tickets will be cleared. If you have monthly tickets, please vote for Long!