Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu got off the plane and took a two-hour bus ride before returning to the small town of his hometown. The town has not changed much from when he left last year.

His home is not in the town, but in a nearby village, half an hour away.

He stopped and walked, turned around, went into the store and bought some fire paper, incense candles and paper ingots, packed them in his bag, and took a taxi back to the village.

These few days are the time for harvesting rice, the fields are full of people, but the village seems deserted.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease without acquaintances.

Before he reached the door, the neighbor's woman poked her head out and smiled at him, "The kitten is back? Come, come, come and eat something good at my aunt's house! My aunt will cook meat for you!"

When he was young, his body was weak, and his cry was small, just like a kitten, so his grandmother nicknamed him Kitten.

"No, no, no, I just came to see my grandma." Ding Mu quickly waved his hands, he is not good at dealing with these women, especially——

"Hey, little cat, do you have any friends? Do you like anyone? If you don't have a suitable aunt to find for you! Keep you satisfied! I know all the girls in this area! I won't let you suffer!" The woman called Yang Xia's son is two or three years younger than Ding Mu.

It seems that every woman who does housework loves to be a matchmaker for others, either longing for others to reap happiness like her, or trying to find the happiness that she has not obtained from the happiness of others.

Ding Mu waved his hands in embarrassment, made up a lie, and said, "Auntie, I've been in a relationship, and I plan to get married next year. I invite you to come and have a wedding wine."

"Ah! The kitten has grown so big in a blink of an eye! It's going to get married soon! How happy my old aunt would be if she found out... Well, tell your aunt when the time comes, she will send you a Big red envelope!" Yang Xia cried and laughed, and called her husband with her mobile phone: "Hey! Lao Ding! I'm home! The kitten is back! What? Buy meat? What kind of meat are you buying? Let's kill a chicken , stew one and fry the other, go to the field and pick two cucumbers for me..."

Ding Mu couldn't stop her, so he could only put down his bag and follow her into the next room.

It was already noon when Ding Mu arrived at the place, and it was against the rules to go there at this time, so he had to get up early tomorrow and go again, and he would be fully prepared by then.

Yang Xia's husband is Ding Xiancun, and Ding Mu's father is Fa Xiao. According to seniority, he is Ding Mu's uncle.

Half of this village is surnamed Ding and the other half is surnamed Yang, so it is called Dingyang Village. The village is not big, and the cemeteries are all located outside the village. Each family has been divided. to find.The villagers of Ding Yang are simple and honest, and generally they will not invade the territory of other families.

"Little cat," Ding Xiancun came back with a pigeon in his hand, "Uncle bought a pigeon for you, and today I asked your aunt to kill a pigeon for you to eat, let's drink a few bottles—hey, kitten, can you Are you drinking?"

"I can drink a little." Ding Mu replied.

"Success." Ding Xiancun handed the pigeon to Yang Xia, turned to look at Ding Mu, and asked, "How much can you earn a month now?"

Ding Mu unconsciously remembered the extra 120 million on his card, smiled and said, "It's less than [-]."

His monthly salary is [-], which is about the same evenly.

"Yo, that's fine." Ding Xiancun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Successful, the child who used to be a sweetheart has finally grown up! The old aunt must be happy when she finds out."

Ding Mu smiled and said nothing.

"You sit here first, and I'll get you something to eat." Ding Xiancun said and walked into the back room.

Ding Mu couldn't stop him, so he had to sit on the saddle and look around.Now that the rural areas are undergoing construction, the quality of life of each household has also improved. Instead of living in old houses, heavy buildings have been removed, and every household has two to three-story small western-style buildings to live in.The same is true of Ding Xiancun's house, the windows are bright and clean, neat and beautiful, and the old New Year's picture stands out on this white wall like jade.

Ding Mu involuntarily stepped forward to examine the yellowed paper.

This year's painting is about two dragons playing with pearls. The paint on the two dragons has peeled off so badly that they can barely see their original appearance, only the distinct black lines are left on their bodies. The two dragons have different expressions, one happy and one angry, vivid , making people think that they are about to jump out of the painting in the next moment, the two dragons must appear, and the strokes are flexible, only their two eyes are slightly rigid, like white jade with slight flaws.

Due to years of weathering, the paper had become yellow, wrinkled, and fragile. It could hardly withstand Ding Mu's light touch, and a small piece broke off.

"That..." Ding saved it out, holding a large bag of things in his hand, handed it to Ding Mu, and said, "It was a gift from someone else. It is said that this thing is good for town houses. You didn't see it at the beginning. Those two dragons are alive and well, their scales are black and shiny, their bodies are covered with black clouds, and their necks are locked with iron chains. It was completely white, and it made me panic when I saw it. My son was naughty, so he painted the two eyeballs with a watercolor pen, so he could look at it with peace of mind."

Black dragon, iron chain, this thing... Ding Mu squeezed the amulet on his chest, thinking that this portrait is a bit like his amulet.

"Why is there no iron chain on this painting later?" Ding Mu asked.

"The iron chain looked dark and unlucky, so I cut it off with something, which made it more comfortable to look at," Ding Xiancun said with a smile, "You don't know, the iron chain is so mysterious. Half of the chickens at home died that night when this picture was taken. Later, one died every day. The old monk who gave me the picture said that it was the Dragon God collecting rewards. After removing it, the chickens at home stopped dying immediately, and even my son’s three-day high fever subsided. Do you think it’s a god? Let me tell you, it’s also the iron chain that blocked the blessing of the dragon and made the dragon god angry. That’s what hurt my chickens every day, you see, as soon as I scraped off the chain, the house was safe and everything was gone.”

Ding Mu asked, "Uncle, do you still remember what that monk looked like?"

Ding Xiancun smiled and said: "How can I not remember that, that monk is the monk who gave you the amulet! What's the matter? You want to ask for another one? That's unfortunate, this monk passed away a long time ago, about two years ago Son."

When Guan Yi was in Yinshan, he told him to let him go out of the mountain to find someone to look at the amulet. Now that the monk who gave the amulet is dead, he doesn't know anyone in this regard, so he can only talk about it after a while.

After dinner, Ding Xiancun got drunk first, he was getting old and couldn't drink so much wine, and when Ding Mu came back, Yang Xia couldn't control him, so he poured bottle after bottle into his stomach, finally drinking Had a good time.

Ding Mu also drank a lot. Although he was not drunk, he was still in a daze. When he was about to go home, Ding Xiancun suddenly took his hand and muttered, "Kitty... stay away... ...stay away..."

Ding Mu didn't hear clearly.

He drank too much wine, got a little over the top, and involuntarily began to miss his grandma in a familiar place, and returned to his house regardless of Yang Xia's obstruction. Yang Xia watched all the way to make sure that he was really not drunk, and then went home to serve him at ease husband.