dance like a butterfly

Lao Han asked nervously, "Xiaohui, what did you see?"

I didn't want to scare him, I said; "It's nothing, I just feel unwell all of a sudden, maybe it's because of drinking today."

However, Lao Han refused to let go: "Did you see something when there was a small wind on the ground just now?"

"No, no, not really."

Old Han let me go, lit the incense candle again, and said loudly in front of his woman's altar, "Since we're all gone, why are you still playing with these things and scaring children? Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes. go!"

The flame on the candle flickered for a moment, then suddenly went out by itself.

There was wind on the ground, circling between Lao Han and me.

My hair is standing on end.The eyelids are a little swollen, and there is a feeling of falling down, and the scalp is numb and tight.

Grabbing Lao Han's hand, I felt cold sweat all over my body.

Old Han said, "Xiaohui, spit!"

I also often heard about the ghosts and gods in the village in the past.I heard that only young people can see some strange things, if you see them, you spit, your yang energy will scare away those elves.

But, I didn't spit, today this elf is Lao Han's woman and the owner of this house!She is in my own room, how can I have the heart to drive her away?

Lao Han cried: "You didn't let me have a good life for a few days before you were alive. You left, and you are still like this. You deliberately don't let me have a good life, don't you?"

That gust of wind slowly receded, and we could no longer see it. Looking outside the door, the setting sun was seeping through the curtain, and a ray of light was shining on the photo of the old Korean woman. She was smiling and looking at us.

Lao Han made tea for me.

Sitting on the sofa, before he had time to calm down, the phone rang. It was the company manager Ma who called, and he said, "Hong Xiaojun, tomorrow is your birthday, congratulations in advance, happy birthday! Do you have any action tomorrow?"

Hehe, the brains of the unit always give you unexpected care, remember your birthday, and let you know that the unit cares about you at any time.

I laughed dryly, Lao Zuo is going to see Lao Han tomorrow, I don’t want anyone else to join this extraordinary day, so I lied that I am now in my hometown Hua County, and I have something to do at home, and I will make up for my birthday when I come.

A few more words of politeness, just as I hung up Director Ma's call, Lao Zuo's call also came.

Glancing at Lao Han, he was also looking at me.

Lao Zuo said, "Tomorrow is your birthday. I booked a table to see you off. It's at the Sakura Hotel. Remember, come with Lao Han at 11 am."

Before I could reply, he hung up the phone.

Just as Lao Han moved his mouth, wanting to say something, his phone rang.

Old Han took the phone and went outside to answer it.

I only heard Lao Han call the names of the two people in a low voice, and when he opened his mouth to say Chen Hanzhang, he seemed to say Tian Zhenzhen in the middle, with only suffixes such as ah oh in the middle, and finally said, I will thank you, Just hung up the phone.

What does his phone have to do with Tian Zhenzhen?I was taken aback.

So who is this Chen Hanzhang?Is that the policeman?

When Lao Han came in, his complexion was a little bit bad. Seeing me staring at him blankly, he smiled: "It's nothing, children's tricks are nothing to worry about."

Seeing that Lao Han didn't want to talk about it, I swallowed all my questions back to my stomach.

Lao Han took my hand: "Xiaohui, remember, no matter what happens, no matter when, I can't do without you, whoever wants to stop me, put it in a sentence: see the Buddha and fight the Buddha, go to hell and kill ghosts! "

I bit my lip, tears did not flow down.

The palpitations just now, like a nightmare, dissipated.

In the evening, old Han's relatives came over in twos and threes, said some auspicious words, sat down, and left.

Xueping and Zhang Wenqing called one after another and greeted them a few times, but nothing happened.

Lao Han said, "Xiaohui, I'm going to cook for you, what do you want to eat? Or home-cooked food to support you"!

I laughed, I can cook too!I can make simple pasta, but unfortunately I don’t have any tools. Hua County’s big knife noodles are quite famous.I will also come with some delicious and delicate side dishes. In the future, Lao Han, you can enjoy the food slowly!

I said, "Brother, let me do whatever you want to eat in the future. You have a lot of things to do, so I'm relatively free!"

Old Han's eyes narrowed again.

Later, Lao Han helped pick vegetables in the kitchen, and I put on an apron, and three small dishes were quickly cooked: lettuce lettuce with garlic paste, lotus vegetable in soy sauce, and dry-stir-fried beans.

When Lao Han couldn't wait to put the dishes on the table, he pinched a piece of lotus root slices with his hands, closed his eyes, smacked his lips after chewing, then hugged me from behind with his hands and said; "Xiaohui, what a brother!" Good Xiaohui."

His body and voice were trembling, and I was still wearing an apron, holding a frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, just like that, he and I were both crazy.

In bed at night, what else can we do but make love?

After the passion, Lao Han snored softly and fell asleep in my arms.

In the dark night, my eyes were wide open and I couldn't sleep.

Time, like an invisible tide, flows over my face, over my soft sighs, and over the joy of my pursed lips.

I am waiting for tomorrow to come.

Tomorrow, I only pray for plainness, no quarrels, no sadness.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw Lao Han smiling at me with his eyes open. I stretched out my hand and put it on his eyelid.He didn't move, only his mouth was grinning, revealing very neat white teeth.

"Happy birthday!" he said.

I moved my hand away and stroked the long scar on his head: "As long as you are happy, I will be happy every day! Every day is my birthday!"

After washing, Lao Han said: "Xiaohui, go to Century Golden Flower in the morning and buy some clothes for you!"

I flatly refused.

Old Han asked anxiously: "Then what birthday gift do you want? Brother is a rough man, I'm afraid I bought something for you, but I can't buy what you want."

I laughed; "What gift do you need, do you really think I'm a child? Besides, you gave me all the birthday presents in advance!"

Lao Han was surprised; "What gift? No?"

I said; "The chain! You forgot?"

Old Han let out an oh, and then said, "That doesn't count, it doesn't count. I have something left by my ancestors, do you like it?"

I touched my pocket, and remembered the Yuban finger that I hadn't had time to take out, yes, it should be time to give it to him.

Without much effort, Lao Han cheerfully brought a small red cloth bag.Opening the package, there was a tabby finger lying on the yellow satin bottom of the sandalwood box!

That is also a jade finger, emerald green, exactly the same as the one in my hand!