Unhuman Strange Records

He Yixi still smiled kindly as if condolences to the crowd: "Where is your mother?"

The little girl pointed to the hill: "There."

On the rolling hills, there is a piece of dense green, covered with a white cloud, and it is a flock of sheep huddled together.

Suddenly, a melodious singing came from a distance, and the little girl raised her voice again: "My mother is calling me."

After saying that, he ran towards the direction of the sound.

That high-pitched female voice was desolate and brute, and she sang down the mountain word by word: "The green line, the blue line, the color of Lan Geyingying, gave birth to an orchid flower, really love to death—”

The little girl ran away following the singing, and He Yixi also dragged Gu Yi to follow.

Gu Yi was still hysterical, so he checked again after a long while: "Da Xian'er, can you see her?"

"Yeah." He Yixi nodded, and asked Gu Yi again, "Do you know her?"

"I..." Gu Yi froze after uttering a single word, scratching his neck, as if he was thinking about how to describe it, "I've seen her before, many times but—"

Gu Feifei sluggishly walked, and He Yixi also shrank his pace, walking alongside him, patiently waiting for his next words: "I don't know her."

"Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

The two old men had long legs and big strides, so they easily caught up with the little girl and kept chasing after her.

"No one can see this little girl except me. I always thought it was my hallucination." Gu Yidun said, "When I was young, I asked my mother if I had a younger sister who died, but my mother beat her up. A meal."

As if talking about something interesting, Gu Yiwu laughed to himself, with a warm and hearty heart, which was particularly contagious.

He Yixi glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "When did it start?"

"Probably - five or six years old, too young to remember."

The song Xintianyou, which has a taste of the Northwest, didn't stop until the little girl threw herself into the arms of the woman.

But the lingering rhyme between the mountains and the wild seems to have not stopped, and the singing is still echoing around.

The little girl turned her head and pointed at the two of them: "Mother, there are people from outside the village."

The woman was dressed plainly, with black cloth shoes on her trousers, her face was overly red, and she pulled the little girl behind her, staring at her with a pair of black eyes: "What are you doing?"

Gu Yi explained to her, thinking secretly whether to take out the ID, wondering if she would recognize it: "Don't be afraid, big sister, we are just here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Gu Yi gestured to her: "Find a girl, probably here, with short hair and a pair of high heels!"

"High heels?" The woman looked at the ground, then turned her head and pointed at the village, "Nobody here wears high heels."

The little girl showed her head and giggled: "What do high heels look like?"

Gu Yi was speechless, making gestures with her out of thin air.

The woman hastened to protect the little girl behind her back again, her fingers were swollen and red, and she asked them, "How did you get in here?"

Gu Yi turned his head to look, the intersection where he came was already far away, he stretched out his hand and said, "He walked in."

Then suddenly remembered Daxian'er's words, and hurriedly asked: "Eldest sister, do you know how to get out here?"

The woman didn't answer him, but asked again: "Where's your woman?"

Gu Yi didn't understand what the question meant, so he answered honestly, "Isn't this what you're looking for?"

The woman looked far away, her eyes were slightly squinted, without any waves, like a pool of stagnant water, her eyes were full of green and green, and there was dust flying around, mixed together, extremely discordant but weirdly beautiful.

"You can't get out." The woman said, she shook her head, looked back at Gu Yi in front of her, and repeated, "You can't get out."

With a dumbfounded face, Gu Yi was pushed back by the sheep behind him, retreated to the side, was steadied by He Yixi, and asked an irrelevant question: "Sister, is there a place to live here?"

The woman brushed the somewhat messy hair blown in front of her face behind her ears and nodded: "Yes."

The little girl hopped and led them to the village. Her braids jumped up and down, like the wings of a bird. The woman asked Lan Huahua to take them home first, and then came to find a place to live after herding the sheep. She turned around. Self-introduction: "My name is Orchid Flower."

It's the same name as the song her mother sang.

He Yixi smiled and asked her: "Lan Huahua, are there many people coming from outside?"

Orchid Hua thought for a while: "Not many, many of them are grown by themselves."

Gu Yi:? ? ?

Do people use "long" to describe it?He glanced at He Yixi in doubt, but Daxian'er accepted the statement calmly, without any change in expression, and continued to ask her: "Is anyone going out?"

"Yes." Lan Huahua nodded solemnly, "My mother said that when it's time to leave, I will leave."

Gu Yi rubbed his temples. The little girl's words were like guessing riddles. She could understand everything, but after chewing carefully, she didn't understand at all.

Lanhuahua's home is not much different from other low houses, it is still adobe walls, gray tiles, the door is open with dusty paint, and a sheepfold is built inside the door, which is empty at the moment. A man could be seen squatting at the door of her house, his appearance was not very regular, with a green skin on his top, lazily basking in the sun.

Lan Huahua stopped in her tracks, and even flinched back, obviously frightened.Gu Yi hurriedly asked her: "What's wrong with Lan Huahua?"

"Wang Laizi, he always comes to my house to eat and beg for things. I hate him." Lan Hua pointed at the bald man at the door.

The bald man was probably tired from squatting. He stood up and turned his neck. He saw Lan Huahua at a glance. He ran up a few steps and was about to grin. He braked suddenly and looked behind Lan Huahua: "Where are you from?"

Standing upright, with a horizontal look between his brows and fierce eyes, he looked like a hooligan. Gu Yi had seen a lot, he frowned, took two steps forward, and protected Lanhua Hua, looked at this little rascal Wang Laizi, with the word "justice" written all over his face: "Where do you care about us? Why are you here?"

"I—" Wang Laizi rolled his eyes, grinned with a sly smile, and began to speak nonsense, "I'm her uncle, come over for lunch."

"Oh." Gu Yi nodded, then asked Lan Huahua, "Is this your uncle?"

Lan Huahua immediately denied it, shaking her head like a rattle, shaking her two braids, Gu Yi raised his face again: "Did you hear that?"

"Losing money, you're fucking looking for death!" Wang Laizi put it away with a quick smile after hearing this, and took two steps forward cursingly, and was about to reach out to grab Lan Huahua, who screamed in fright and hugged Gu Yi's leg repeatedly. hide behind.

"What are you doing!" Gu Yigao yelled and stepped forward, hugged Wang Laizi's upper arm neatly and fell over his shoulder cleanly. Feeling like he had eaten a mouthful of soil, he quickly closed his mouth again, and looked down at the little hooligan lying on the ground, with a bewildered expression that probably hasn't recovered yet.

He dug in his pocket and squatted down to poke Wang Laizi's face: "See clearly?"

Wang Laizi licked his lips with his tongue, and finally came back to his senses. He glanced blankly at the certificate. He didn't understand anything else, so he knew the big cap. He put his arms back and stepped back twice. Ma Liu stood up and ran, ran away Two Steps felt unwilling, and turned back to spit again.

Gu Yi hurriedly yelled at his back: "Stop coming here for food in the future!"

Wang Laizi ran quite fast, and disappeared in a flash.Lan Huahua had a look of admiration, hugging Gu Yi's thigh and refused to let go.

Gu Yi looked down at her bright little eyes, compared with the one in his mind, it felt very awkward no matter how you looked at it.

The old wooden door creaked and rattled, and it was still rough when you pushed the door open. The wall was close to the calendar, and the ground was not so smooth. There was a kang by the window, and two chairs were placed on the opposite side of the kang. The bright sunlight came in through the window, and one could almost see the dust flying in the air. Gu Yi looked at He Yixi behind him, and carried two chairs to the yard.

Lan Huahua sat at the door and stared at them, fiddling with her little feet back and forth, and couldn't sit still. He Yixi looked at her for a moment, and suddenly asked her: "That Wang Laizi just now, does he have a woman with him?"

Lan Huahua nodded: "It's a fool!"

The corners of her mouth curled up, her red apple muscles bulged, she seemed to think this was interesting, she smiled, and although the voice of "fool" was not loud, it was like a heavy hammer hitting Gu Yi's head, It was dark before his eyes, and he always felt very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, unconsciously stretched out his upper body and blurted out: "Lanhuahua, you—"

"Have you seen me before?"

It's a weird question, but Lan Huahua still thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "No, I haven't seen it before."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, which blinded the people, and the distant singing sounded again, sharp and whirling, piercing the clouds and scraping the air, echoing everywhere.

The little girl picked up a wooden stick and scratched it on the ground, probably feeling bored, went into the house for a while, and came out with something in her arms.

Gu Yi took a closer look, it was a book.

It is quite old, the pages are folded and turned yellow, and the binding is simple, not like the kind that children would read.

She opened it carefully, then picked up a wooden stick and began to trace the words on the book. At the age of eight or nine, with focused eyes, she wrote down a sentence: "You look at me for a while, and for the cloud for a while. "

It turned out to be Gu Cheng's poem.

Gu Yi saw that Lan Huahua stretched out her foot to smooth it out, and then continued to write, looking very serious, so she couldn't help asking, "Do you know how to read?"

Lan Huahua raised her face and nodded: "Yes, my mother taught me."

He Yixi still sat on the chair without moving, looked left and right, and there was something missing: "Lan Huahua, where is your father?"

Lan Huahua shook her head: "I don't have a father."

"My mother said," she threw away the wooden stick, sat up straight, imitated an adult appearance, pinched her waist with her fingers, pointed at Gu Yi and He Yixi and said seriously: "Men are not good things."

It's like being possessed by the Zhou Dynasty.

The author has something to say:

Bought a little daughter-in-law for the English short at home

Watching the little daughter-in-law all night long. . . .

The little daughter-in-law grinned at him, and he cowardly squatted to watch from afar