The little man on the apex

According to folklore, in July and a half, the gate of ghosts opens, and today is Zhongyuan.

Yan Heyi kept a ghost story in her stomach for a whole day, waiting for the night to fall. After the two of them washed up, they told Yuan Xi on the bed.

The little chicks in the chicken coop grew up in a blink of an eye, Yuan Xi went to check every day, and finally hoped for the first egg today.

"Brother, let's add an egg tonight!" Yuan Xi held up the still hot egg to show Yan Heyi, "It seems that it was laid by the third baby, but it may be the fifth baby, anyway, it won't be the eldest baby, Erba, oh, and Xiaoqi."

Nonsense, the eldest baby, the second baby, and the little seven are all male!

Yan Heyi rubbed Yuanxi's head: "Okay, cook it for our little greedy cat, cook it into a runny heart, okay?"

Yuan Xi brought over a clean porcelain bowl, cracked an egg into it, and stirred it with chopsticks: "There's only one, I want to eat it with my brother, so let's steam it into egg custard."

"Okay." Yan Heyi took the gourd ladle next to it, grabbed Yuanxi's hand, and added some water to the bowl, "Add some water to the egg custard, so that it will be tender after steaming."

Yuan Xi silently memorized the method of making egg custard: "Got it, I learned another dish."

Ever since Yan Heyi was injured, Yuan Xi went to the kitchen to cook every meal. Apart from burning the fire, he would watch from the side when Yan Heyi was cooking, or under Yan Heyi's guidance, he would cook some simple dishes by himself. .

Today's Yuanxi is no longer the little mess who cooks and cooks in the frying kitchen.

Maybe it’s because the chicks at home are fed too finely, and the eggs they lay are extraordinarily delicious, and the color is more golden than the ones we usually eat. You two feed me a spoonful, and I feed you a mouthful, scraping the bottom of the bowl clean.

After tidying up the kitchen and washing up together, the two of them closed the door and went to bed.

Yan Heyi sat on the bed, beckoned Yuan Xi to come up, hugged him from behind, and began to tell the ghost story she had prepared for a long time.

"Once upon a time, there was a scholar who went to Beijing to take an exam..."

After finishing the first sentence, Yuan Xi suddenly looked very understanding, and his eyes lit up: "Then, the scholar met a female ghost with red clothes and long hair, a plump face, and an exquisite figure. With his clothes off, the hand with red nails was on the scholar's cheek... woo woo woo."

Yan Heyi looked at the intoxicated little ancestor in her arms, and heard him tell the story so vividly that she lost the mood to tell any ghost stories.

He stretched out his light red hand with half of the impatiens dyed on his nails, and covered Yuan Xi's mouth.

"Brother, am I wrong?" Yan Heyi couldn't bear to exert strength in his hands, Yuanxi stuck out the tip of his tongue again, and licked his palm, Yan Heyi didn't dare to cover it too tightly.

Yuan Xi fumbled between his fingers, and kept talking, "The scholar's belt was untied at some point, and it was hanging limply, letting the female ghost caress him from top to bottom... ..”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Yan Heyi was afraid that the strength in her hands would hurt Yuanxi's face, but she really couldn't bear to listen to these ridiculous words, so she was at a loss, so she had to pinch his chin and cover that dishonest mouth with her lips.

Yuan Xi leaned his face back, his lips and tongue were taught all over, his cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred, and he still didn't forget his story: "Oh, that's right, that's what the female ghost did to the scholar. , according to the story book, the female ghost ate up the scholar from the inside out."

He put his face close to Yan Heyi's eyes, with a three-pointed innocence, "Brother, are you going to eat me now?"

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Yan Heyi took him into her arms and wrapped his arms around his wrists, "Make such a posture, lying defenseless on someone who doesn't care about you." In the arms of the man in the picture, do you know what will happen?"

Although there are all kinds of stories in the storybook, eclectic, innocent, paranoid and curious, but they always like to use cryptic words, many of which Yuanxi doesn't quite understand, including the one that Yan Heyi is talking about at the moment.

His hands were held by Yan Heyi, and he lost his mind in an instant. He muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it just the big calloused hands of my brother... Then what? What's so scary?"

"You...want to try it?" Yan Heyi rubbed the person in her arms, just enough, and snorted softly in his ear, "Little ancestor, you can't control yourself."

There was a wind blowing outside, which made the windows creak. Yan Heyi saw that the atmosphere was so sublime, and she insisted on continuing to tell the ghost story.

Yuan Xi made a fuss, then calmed down with dignity, lay in Yan Heyi's arms, and continued to listen to the story.

Yan Heyi brushed the broken hair hanging from Yuanxi's temples, and returned to the gloomy tone just now: "The scholar was walking on the road, and seeing that it was getting dark, he couldn't find a place to stay. Hungry, thinking, maybe I have to make do in the wilderness today."

Yuan Xi responded in a timely manner: "It's so cold in the field, and there are mosquitoes, how can I sleep?"

Seeing him frowning slightly, Yan Heyi thought it was very funny, quickly pinched her thigh, held back her laughter, rubbed Yuanxi's head, and continued: "It's very cold today, it's really cold in the wilderness. Unable to stay still, the scholar walked forward with his head depressed, and after walking for a long time, he finally saw a bush that could block the wind."

"He wanted to find a tree to lean against to sleep, but unexpectedly he found a big rock in the bushes, and the stone was dwarfed to block the wind."

Yuan Xi continued the conversation: "Then, did the scholar lie down in that pit?"

"That's right." Yan Heyi nodded. He seemed to be thinking of the following story, and felt a little cold on his body, so he hugged Yuan Xi tightly in his arms, "The scholar is so tired, he fell asleep after lying down. .”

"Then, did you meet a female ghost?"

Yan Heyi simply pinched Yuan Xi's lips, and continued: "In the middle of the night, the scholar felt someone pushing him gently, so he woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a..."

"Girl ghost!"

Yan Heyi tapped Yuan Xi's eyebrows with her fingertips: "It's a gray-haired old lady."

"The old lady smiled very kindly. She bent her back slightly and asked the scholar, 'young man, it's so cold, why are you sleeping here alone?'"

"Waiting for the female ghost... woo woo woo..."

"The scholar said, 'Old man, I'm going to Beijing to catch the exam. I lost my money on the way, and I haven't met anyone to stay. I can only make a living here.'"

"Then, the woman... oh... the old man said, 'My house is not far ahead, if you don't mind, why don't you come back with me?'"

"The scholar went home with the old lady. Seeing that he was hungry, the old lady went to the kitchen to light a fire and made rice porridge for the scholar."

Yuan Xi rubbed his belly subconsciously, and didn't dare to interrupt.

Yan Heyi looked around, and continued: "The rice porridge is very dry, and the rice is also hard, but in such a situation, it is very satisfying to eat a mouthful of warm food. The scholar is hungry, so he finished it in three or two bites. A big bowl of rice porridge."

"Then, the scholar suddenly felt a white shadow flash in front of his eyes." The story seemed to be at a tense point, Yan Heyi hugged the person in her arms tightly, and her voice became tighter, "I don't know where the old lady is. There is only A dim yellow oil lamp, shaken by the wind."

"The white shadow next to him is still there, but as soon as the scholar turns his head, that white shadow will also float along and follow him all the time. The scholar feels his hair stand on end, and the hairs on his body stand on end."

A gust of wind came from outside the window, and the flame of the candle on the high place flickered a few times. Yan Heyi felt the creeps, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

Yuan Xi felt Yan Heyi tremble, raised his chin, and asked softly, "Brother, are you afraid?"

He turned around and hugged Yan Heyi, resting his chin on his shoulder: "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yuan Xi had already said this, Yan Heyi could only stand up no matter how scared he was, he cleared his throat and wanted to finish the story.

"The white shadow next to him kept pestering the scholar. Only then did the scholar remember that the big rock in the bush just now seemed to have words engraved on it."

"In such a wilderness, if there is a stone with engraved characters, there is only one situation, and that is..."

"Tombstone, isn't it?"

Yan Heyi took a deep breath: "That's right, the pit where the scholar lay is..."

Yuan Xi continued, "It's a tomb, isn't it?"

Yan Heyi glanced around, and didn't dare to continue talking for a while.

Seeing Yan Heyi telling a story, Yuan Xi frightened himself, and thought it was very funny, so he wanted to tease him again.

He blew into Yan Heyi's ear, rubbed his shoulder with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice: "That old lady crawled out of the grave, so the grave is empty, scholar." The white shadow I saw in my eyes was... ah, brother, there seems to be a white shadow flashing past the window."

Yan Heyi was so frightened that she hugged Yuan Xi's waist tightly, her voice was a little trembling: "Where is that? You must be blind."

"Really." Yuan Xi pointed to the window again, "Ah, brother, it seems to be here again, brother."

Yan Heyi couldn't pretend anymore, she hugged Yuan Xi and shrank to the corner of the bed, her eyes widened, staring straight at the window.

Even so, he did not forget to protect Yuan Xi in his arms, and pulled the sheet next to him to wrap them tightly.

Seeing that Yan Heyi was really scared, Yuan Xi quickly brushed his back and smoothed his hair, and said softly: "Brother, my eyes are dazzled, there is no white shadow."

Yan Heyi pressed her back against the wall, feeling that her throat was hard: "Really...really?"

"Really, brother, don't be afraid."

Yan Heyi answered "Yes", but her eyes were fixed on the window.

Yuan Xi comforted Yan Heyi for a while, took his hand and said, "Brother, why don't we go to sleep, I'll coax you to sleep."

"Okay." Yan Heyi still didn't move.

Yuan Xi obediently waited for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother? Are you sleeping?"

Yan Heyi opened her mouth with some embarrassment: "I...I want to have a pee, can you... accompany me?"

Yuan Xi held back the smile that was on the verge of his lips, but still nodded softly: "Okay, I'll go with my brother."

Today is the fifteenth day, it is very bright outside, the moon is rounder than Yuan Xi's head, but for some reason, the light it emits is slightly reddish.

Normally, facing such a bright moon, Yan Heyi would definitely feel poetic, and would take Yuan Xi to admire it in the yard for a long time, but this time, he felt extremely weird even just looking at it.

After hurriedly urinating, he asked Yuan Xi to scoop up a gourd of water in the water tank for him to wash his hands, because the water tank can reflect the shadow of a person, and he would never dare to approach it.

He entered the house by sticking to Yuan Xi, and bolted the door carefully. Yan Heyi wanted to hold a candle, and asked Yuan Xi to accompany him. He checked all the corners of the house carefully, making sure that there was nothing unusual, and then went in. bed.

Yuan Xi still thoughtfully let Yan Heyi sleep in the bed, and even found an excuse, saying that he felt that the outside was spacious, so it was convenient for him to raise his feet.

As usual, the rest of the candles were extinguished, and there was only one left, and the room became even darker. The moonlight prevailed and sprinkled all over the floor.

The two of them were quiet for a long time, Yuan Xi stepped into a dream, and was suddenly shaken by Yan Heyi a few times.

"Yuanxi, the window is ringing, let's go and close it, it's... a bit cold."

It is said that after the end of summer, Futian will pass. This is really very clever. In the past few days, the weather is obviously not so hot, and the two of them will not sweat when they hug each other.

However, it's not that cold...

Yuan Xi didn't expose him, got up and wrapped the sheet around Yan Heyi's body: "Brother, let me go."

The window hadn't been repaired for a long time, and it would make a noise when it was closed. Yan Heyi felt that her nasal cavity was unblocked, so she quickly hugged Yuan Xi who came back after closing the window.

Yuan Xi hugged Yan Heyi back into his arms, stroked his hair and said, "It won't be cold if you hold it, brother."

Yan Heyi pressed her head against Yuanxi's chest, and her whole body was tightly against him, and only then did she feel better.

After a long time, Yuan Xi tentatively asked: "Brother, are you asleep?"

Yan Heyi rubbed Yuanxi's chin: "Not yet."

"Then... does brother know the truth of this ghost story?"

Yan Heyi shrank into Yuanxi's arms: "What truth?"

Yuan Xi pressed his lips to Yan Heyi's forehead for a while, and said softly like coaxing a child: "The truth is, that scholar was really hungry, and he ate rice porridge and buried his whole face in the bowl .”

"So, the white shadows that the scholar sees flying with his eyes are actually the white rice grains on the corners of his eyes."