Rebirth 1984 Wife and children are on the hot bed

Rumble~

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the wind and rain were violent. The cherry trees, grape leaves, and vegetables in the vegetable garden were shaking violently.

Many leaves fell to the ground.

Mixed with mud and debris, it was washed out of the yard by the rain.

In the room, under the dim light, Xu Dahai took a sip of wine and said with a smile:

"Ink, letter paper, plus the extra electricity bill, how much will it cost in total?"

"It's worth a dollar or two anyway."

"It's so easy to make money! As long as you finish writing this book, you will definitely earn more than one or two yuan."

Chatting while eating.

After finishing the meal, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded. The sound was so loud that the house seemed to shake slightly.

Brush ~ the light went out, only the filament was still glowing with a little red light, but it soon returned to darkness.

"There's a power outage. Don't move. There's a flashlight on top of the kang. I'll get it."

Xu Dahai groped carefully, and after getting the metal flashlight, he pushed the switch forward, and a beam of light burst out instantly.

Then he took out a candle and a matchbox from the kangqin drawer, struck a match and lit it.

“Is there a wine bottle?”

"Forget it, the candle is short, just drip the wax on the table."

Rong Chenglin let the candle burn for a short while, and after accumulating a little wax oil, he tilted the candle and a few drops of wax oil fell on the table.

Press the bottom of the candle onto the wax oil and hold for a few seconds until the candle sticks to the table.

Continue to chat while drinking tea.

Xu Dahai smiled and said: "It's not an ancient martial arts novel. It doesn't need to be literate, just use plain language. But there is one thing you need to pay more attention to."

"What?"

"A lot of effort was put into creating a scary atmosphere. It made people feel chills on their backs and trembling in their hearts. They hid in bed in the middle of the night and didn't dare to pee..."

After listening to Xu Dahai's words, Rongcheng Lin found it very interesting and couldn't help laughing:

"for example?"

"You need to open it up for the face. For example, the protagonist wakes up in the middle of the night and finds that he can't move. There is also a terrifying ghost lying on his body. The ghost's face is less than an inch away from his face."

"Hiss~"

Rong Chenglin took a breath, so horrified, and said quickly: "Keep talking, keep talking."

Xu Dahai spoke for another ten minutes. Rong Chenglin's eyes widened as he listened, and he was very excited. The latter quickly asked for a pen and began to write down Xu Dahai's words on paper.

It’s convenient to read later.

In fact, part of the content was what Xu Dahai had told him before, but after hearing it again, he still felt scared.

"If you are willing to write, you will definitely write better than me."

Rong Chenglin sighed while writing, his tone full of admiration. He didn't even know how Xu Dahai had such a long head and how he had so many fantastic ideas.

Could it be that I often go to Guanli, go to many places, experience a lot, and have a lot of knowledge?

"Haha, that's not necessarily the case. Everyone has their own strengths."

Xu Dahai petted the fat cat and turned to look out the window. It was dark, heavy rain was still falling, and the sound was messy.

Only when lightning flashes across the night sky can one barely see part of the scene in the courtyard.

The yard almost turned into a river, and the water on the house also flowed downwards. The water splashed in all directions, gathered together, and flowed out of the yard in a mighty manner.

After the lightning disappeared, the window became dark again, filled with air-conditioning and gloomy.

"Hi~ It's such a weather and it's late at night, so let's not tell ghost stories, or we won't be able to sleep in the end."

"Hahaha~" Rong Chenglin burst into laughter again and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, let's talk about something else. Is the watermelon in your back garden ripe?"

"It's still early, but the mushrooms are quite ripe."

"Okay, let's go pick some. I haven't eaten mushrooms this year." Rongcheng put on shoes under the kang, smiling with a smile on his face, as if he was possessed by a ghost.

"Don't be like this, I'm afraid... Wait a minute, it's raining heavily outside! You have to eat it now, and you can pick it when the rain stops tomorrow."

"There's nothing to be afraid of about rain. When I was a child, the more it rained, the more I would run outside. My mother would catch me and beat me!

But I don’t have a long memory, so next time it rains I will run outside and get beaten.

Actually, now that I think about it, I shouldn't have run out in front of my mother. I should have taken advantage of her distraction and ran out directly, so she wouldn't have been able to catch me. "

Rong Chenglin's words instantly made Xu Dahai laugh.

However, he insisted on going out to pick mushrooms, and Xu Dahai finally sacrificed his life to accompany him.

Take off your shirt, trousers and shoes and wear only shorts so you don't worry about getting your clothes wet in the rain.

All covered with fertilizer bags.

Xu Dahai held a flashlight in his left hand, and Rong Chenglin held a dustpan in his left hand. The two of them rushed directly into the rain curtain.

"On the right! On the right! Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to the backyard?"

"Where are you going to the backyard? There is also a patch of mushrooms in the front yard. Come with me."

Xu Dahai brought Rong Chenglin to Guzitaerqi. The raindrops hit the fertilizer bags, making a crackling sound.

The mushroom leaves scratched my legs, making me shiver from the cold.

"It's really crazy. Just make do with it and pick it quickly! If you bend down, you don't have to hold the fertilizer bag and you can free up one hand."

"Stimulate!"

"It's so exciting! I'm crazy too!"

Rong Chenglin laughed loudly, pulled open the seedlings, picked off the mushrooms one by one, and threw them into the dustpan.

I used too much force again, and one or two mushrooms bounced out of the dustpan.

Xu Dahai wanted to shine a flashlight on the former and pick more slowly. Soon, after picking about sixty or seventy mushrooms, the two of them hurried back.

Wow~

Rinse the mud off your feet with water, wipe the rain off your body with a towel, and get dressed quickly.

"Hi~ It's so cold."

"The water hasn't been wiped away, and the pants are really hard to put on."

"Hey? Your cat ran out. Does its fur absorb water? Why don't you wipe the water on your body with it?"

"Get out of here! There's also a dry towel here."

After dressing up, I went back to the inner room and sat cross-legged on the kang. Under the swaying candlelight, the mushrooms in the dustpan were clear and distinct, with raindrops on them.

"Meow~"

The lazy cat was curious about everything. He got on the table, twitched his nose and sniffed the mushrooms carefully.

When he realized that it was not delicious, he retracted his body and continued to lie on Xu Dahai's lap.

Xu Dahai picked up a mushroom, peeled it open, took it into his mouth and chewed:

"sweet!"

"Indeed! It's so long that if you can't eat it, it should be quite easy to sell in a big batch."

Rong Chenglin quickly ate five or six pills. The sweetness was not high, but the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat.

"You can't sell it for a lot of money, so forget it. By the way, you can add the character of "Tiger Mother" to your novel. Write about Long Laoer running to a mountain village, and a female ghost arriving in the middle of the night, and meeting the Tiger Mother.

You can think about the specific plot, but it’s just as scary as it gets. "

"Tiger mother? Hiss~ When I was little, my grandma used to scare me with tiger mother, saying: If you make trouble again, tiger mother will take you away!"

Rong Chenglin paused while eating mushrooms, recovered slightly, and said with a smile:

"Okay, I'll think about how to write it."

Tiger Mother - a legendary monster in the Kanto region. There are different opinions on its exact appearance, but it is not the tiger's mother. The old people generally believe that it has nothing to do with tigers.

Rather, it has something to do with some of the language, folk customs, and totem worship of the Kanto region before liberation.