my lover is king of hell

In a field in Tianshui, a hale and hearty old man was harvesting the last of the autumn grain.His cloth-shoeed feet were vigorously pushing towards the edge of the shovel, and his hands were used as levers. The shovel carried the loess of potatoes and was pushed up. He bent down and stretched his hands into the soil to rake in the soil with his old hands full of cracked skin. A round but extremely small potato came out, and he held them in the palm of his hand stained with loess.He weighed it with a disappointed smile.

Wearing a blue shirt, black trousers, and dark yellow cloth shoes, this old man was not collecting grain from his own field. He was rummaging for leftover grain in other people's fields.

His name is Zhang Benchang, and his family is in Tianshui. This old man is very strange. He left his 10 acres of fertile land and never plowed it, leaving it barren and growing grass. During the planting season, this old man held a purple sand pot by the field every day and drank tea directly from the spout, or with him. His grandson chats and plays chess.At the end of autumn, the old man would take a rusty shovel that hadn’t been used for a year, and go door to door looking for fields where other people had harvested grain, looking for old corn with crooked sticks, small potatoes, and sweet potatoes that had grown wood... ...he and his grandson did not starve to death from his inactivity.

A villager proposed to rent his 10 mu of land, so that the annual land rent for his grandfather and grandson would be enough to live on, but he shook his head and refused to rent.The villagers who were so angry that they begged to rent the land cursed: "Damn old man, there are treasures in your land, are you afraid that I can't turn them over?"

"Grandpa, let's rent the land to them. There is nothing in our land except the broken arched iron block you buried. Let's just dig out the iron block and put it at home." An ordinary-looking, slightly dark-skinned man about [-] or [-] years old The young man handed the old man a purple sand pot full of tea.

"Laizi, it's something left by the ancestors, so it can't be kept at home."

The old man raised his old eyes and sat on the kang, looking at the dimly lit window and looking at his own field.It's not that he doesn't want to farm, it's just that once he planted 5000 corn plants during Qingming, but when other people's homes grew a foot of green seedlings, he didn't even look at the heads of the corn seedlings in his field.He was in his prime at that time, but the strange thing was that every time he came back from the field, he would have red spots on his body. The red spots would be cured after applying skin medicine, and he would fall ill again when he went to work in the fields.Gradually, he came to the conclusion that as long as he didn't get close to the place where the arched iron block was buried, his skin disease would not recur.The field gradually became barren, and he neither sowed it nor let his grandson plow it for him.There was a period of rampant tomb robbery, and the Tianshui where he lived was also patronized by tomb robbers. He felt uneasy in his heart that it was not safe to bury the things of his ancestors in the field, and he had to guard every night to prevent the iron from being stolen.

Lai Zi couldn't bear the heart of his grandfather going to watch the night at such an age, so he often followed him to watch the night.The grandpa and grandson sometimes live in temporary shacks built on their own fields.

When winter was approaching, Zhang Benchang wanted to move his family out, and led his grandson to dig out the iron.He is going to Xi'an to join his wealthy relatives and let his grandson find a job as a cook in a restaurant after the Chinese New Year.

"Grandpa, you can take all your clothes with you. I'll buy new ones for you when you arrive in Xi'an." Lai Zi saw that Grandpa was about to wrap up the cloth jacket with a worn elbow, so he hurriedly reached out to stop him.

Zhang Benchang was very upset when he heard this, "Laizi, I blame grandpa for not being able to make you suffer for so many years. I am sorry for your dead parents for not taking good care of you."

Lai Zi is a young man with a big heart. He thinks that Grandpa is dragged down by his ancestors' belongings. To hide that piece of iron, Grandpa has hardly slept a full night's sleep in these years.

"Grandpa, our ancestors were not princes and generals. The things left behind are very ordinary. Don't pay too much attention to that thing. Protecting your body is the right thing to do!" Lai Zi smiled honestly and carried a few old-fashioned bags out of the house. .

……

Xi'an Railway Station, Shaanxi, by the fountain in the square in front of the station.

There are many holes in the six high and low circular nozzles to spray water mist in all directions. From a distance, the white water mist is as swaying and passionate as a dandelion in the wind.

The beauty with a charming figure and a beautiful small face held a large cotton candy like a cloud and showed a seductive smile.On the opposite side, the tall young man who was wearing the same couple sportswear as her took pictures of her with a doting expression on his face.

The uninformed masses may mistake the two as a couple, but they are actually cousins ​​who are related by blood.

"Brother, try it, the cotton candy in Xi'an is very good."

Zheng Weijia knew the temper of his naughty cousin, whenever there was something he couldn't eat or didn't want to eat, he would always ask his cousin to taste it in a sweet and gluttonous tone. This kind of thing has happened thousands of times since childhood!Zheng Weijia resignedly took the half-torn marshmallow that Shao Hanmei poked in front of his eyes.

……

Zhang Benchang and Lai Zi came to Xi'an in a van in which villagers from the same village delivered potato vermicelli to a store specializing in souvenirs in the north of Xi'an.The two of them walked to the north of Xi'an, where their relatives lived, with their bags on their shoulders.

"Grandpa, why did you forget his phone number?"

Zhang Benchang didn't say a word. He remembered the phone number, so he couldn't call it directly. Can the poor ghost call someone's house before going to the rich man's relatives?That's not to clearly remind people to find an excuse to hide, so they have to make a surprise attack. Even if they don't take in him, an immortal, they have to take in the rascal.

"Laizi, give the small bag to grandpa, let me carry it for a while."

"Grandpa, your skin is not easy to get allergic to this thing."

"Laizi, go to the store in front to buy that thing to wrap it in."

"Grandpa, what do you want to buy?"

"Just buy the silver paper that Han Laosi married a daughter in the city and used to wrap meat for barbecue."

"Grandpa's called tinfoil, you want to use it to wrap things left by your ancestors?"

"Keep your voice down, go buy it. Buy it and find someone carrying it in a corner of the alley to wrap it up and let grandpa carry it on your back. You are too young to carry old things."

"Okay, grandpa, look at our luggage, I'll go ahead and buy it!"

"Eh!"

Lai Zi bought tinfoil and walked out of the store, and saw her luggage lying on the sidewalk on the ground.

Lai Zi put all the luggage and straps on his body, looked around but couldn't see Grandpa, and shouted, "Grandpa, where are you?"

At this time, Zhang Benchang, who was hiding behind the light box and beating half a brick with stones, showed his head and waved at Lai Zi. Lai Zi saw that his grandfather was still there, and his tense nerves relaxed.He rushed towards the light box with his heavy luggage.

Zhang Benchang kept beating the bricks with stones. He wanted to knock the bricks into the shape of his own iron blocks and wrap them in tinfoil in his luggage to confuse the public. It would be dangerous to take iron blocks on the streets in the ancient capital of Xi’an, not to mention It is something left by the ancestors.

"Grandpa, don't make trouble. It's just a piece of broken iron from ancient times. Even if you go to Beijing and give it to people who collect antiques for free, they won't take it." Lai Zi felt that Grandpa valued the things left by his ancestors too much. Nervousness has been an old problem of grandpa for many years. When will he learn to relax?

Zhang Benchang knocked the bricks into the same arch shape as the iron block, and told Lai Zi, "Lai Zi, wrap it with tinfoil, and then wrap our iron block with it, and see if there is a big difference in shape between the two? If there are too many, Grandpa will knock on the brick again."

Lai Zi worked quickly and wrapped the two pieces separately. He squatted behind the light box, held up the two similar pieces for his grandfather to see, and said to him: "Grandpa, it looks like they are exactly the same."

"This one is the lower left corner of our iron bag, and the lower right corner of the rotten bricks is carried by grandpa. Laizi, it's noon, let's find a restaurant with a poor appearance for lunch."

Zhang Benchang put all his things in a small bag and carried them on his own, while Lai Zi carried or carried the rest of the luggage. The grandpa and grandson looked up all the way to find restaurants with poor appearance.

... "Is Grandpa's house okay?"

"Let's go ahead and have a look." Zhang Benchang saw through the glass that there was a wine counter in this restaurant and dared not go in for fear of not being able to afford it.

"grandfather……"

Zhang Benchang shook his head, and the good-tempered Laizi had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and continue to move forward.

After walking for four streets, I finally found the small restaurant that Zhang Benchang dared to enter. To be precise, it is just a small food stall converted from a residential building. There is a table at the entrance, and there is a small table at the corner. One of the walls is to make the space appear larger. A half-wall-high mirror hangs on it.

"What would you like to eat, both of you?"

"A big bowl of mutton soup, two pancakes without any meat." Zhang Benchang looked at what the beggar-like male diner was eating, and he ordered a portion accordingly.

"Master, are you two together? Don't you want an extra?" The middle-aged woman spoke to them after wiping her hands with her apron.

"Ah, I'll just have a sip of the soup, and give the pancakes to my grandson."

"That's not enough, right?" The middle-aged woman mumbled and went to get the food. She knew that the poor people who came to the store were very stubborn. Even if she told them that the mutton soup was not enough, they could add more. Dare to ask for free soup.

The middle-aged woman put the pancakes and soup in front of the old man, and the old man pushed them towards the young man. The young man swallowed secretly and wanted to eat it very much, but he still said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, eat first."

"Laizi, eat quickly! Grandpa has bad teeth,..."

"I'll tear the pancakes into pieces and put them in your soaking bowl..."

The grandpa and grandson left the small restaurant after dinner and went to relatives' houses.

……

"Hey, boss, what is this?" A diner walked into this food stall. He almost tripped over something wrapped in tinfoil on the ground. The boss yelled.

The female boss picked it up, peeled off the tinfoil, and saw that an arched iron block was wrapped in it. What is this for?She wondered!The diners also lingered on her hand holding the iron block, and after seeing that it was an ordinary iron block, they smiled and said: "Boss, you have a very good idea of ​​using a red-hot iron block to bake pancakes. The small shop has been doing business here for ten years and has not closed down."

"I'm sorry, I put it on the wrong place." The female boss said embarrassedly to the diners.

"Forget it, just put more meat in my pancakes!"

"Ah!" The female boss put the iron block that caused trouble aside.

That night, the husband of the female boss who was a taxi driver came to the store to help her clean up. He found the useless piece of iron and put it on the taxi.

Shao Hanmei and Zheng Weijia, who were on a tour in Xi'an, planned to charter a car to Tianshui, but the Didi driver they had appointed did not come to pick them up temporarily.They stood on the street near the hotel to stop the car, and the husband of the food stall owner who worked hard to earn money took the job.

Zheng Weijia closed his eyes and rested all the way.Shao Hanmei looked out the car window all the way, and she felt excited when she saw a sparrow. She came to Xi'an to travel and opened her eyes. Xi'an is worthy of being an ancient capital, with a rich history and culture.

"what is this?"

When Shao Hanmei touched the piece of iron, she felt a tingling pain in her hand like being shocked by an electric shock. She hooked the iron piece into her backpack with a rhino horn comb.Afterwards, wipe any skin that has been in contact with the iron with a damp paper towel.

……

Tianshui countryside.

Shao Hanmei sat cross-legged on the ground in the wilderness, and poured out the iron in the backpack from the black shoulder bag. She used a rhinoceros horn comb to pick out the rust stains on the iron.

"There is a character-like talisman on this thing. What is recorded on it? Hanmei, you bought it from the antique market, why don't I know?" Zheng Weijia only saw his cousin wandering around the antique market and bought a few things, but he didn't know. Know what she is buying.

"I picked it up."

"Where did you find it?"

"Cousin, why are you asking so many questions?"

"What is written on it?"

"I don't know, it's a weird talisman."