Goddess routine

When An Peiyao heard about it, her mind moved, she subconsciously looked at Mo Xiaobei, "You... want to rent a house with me?"

Judging from the past few days of getting along, Mo Xiaobei is a nice person. If he lives in the same room with such a person for three years, there should be no problem.

"Me, it's fine." Mo Xiaobei hadn't recovered from what happened just now, and when he heard her words, he answered casually.

An Peiyao smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll go out tomorrow to see if there is any suitable house for rent."

"Ah."

While talking, the auntie downstairs kept sighing and brought a bucket of water, ordered her husband to take a mop and cleaning agent, and poured it on the dried blood.

The water slowly seeps into the brown blood, dilutes it, and gradually seeps into the ground, and after being rubbed with a mop a few times, the traces that are still wet will disappear immediately after being exposed to the sun.

It's as if Xu Ji's traces in this world have been obliterated.

It is always sad to lose a life so easily.How long is a person's life, and how long can he go?

She suddenly remembered the grandmother who loved her the most when she was a child. There are more than 80 people, and her grandmother still forces her to work, otherwise she will not be given food.In her memory, she had never eaten the food given to her by her aunt, such as oatmeal and honey from other people's homes. She either asked her grandma to give them to the younger generation to eat, or entertained guests.

According to her grandfather, her family fled from Shandong to the current place to escape from the Kuomintang to catch young men during the Republic of China. The posthumous child was raised by her great-grandmother who worked hard as a father and mother.

It was so easy to raise her grandfather until she was 16 years old and married a daughter-in-law. She thought she could enjoy a happy life, but who knew that her grandma was not a good daughter-in-law. Let her do all the housework, no matter how big or small, until she was over 80. Tired She moved, and was thrown into an old house with disgust, and lived without a meal, and occasionally encountered busy farming, and asked her to go out to see the drying yard.

At that time, there were no harvesters, and the rice in the fields needed to be cut by sickle by sickle, tied into bundles, and transported to the drying ground.

The so-called watching the drying yard is to prevent the wheat and rice on the drying yard from being eaten by birds such as sparrows, and specially send people to drive away these birds with bamboo poles next to the drying yard.After all, one grain of rice and one thread are more important than anything else in the farmhouse.Usually these tasks are done by children, because children are more energetic and are not afraid of the sun.

At that time, she was entrusted with such an errand by her old mother.When she was three years old, her father separated from her grandfather, so everyone harvested the wheat and rice, but the drying yard was shared.

At that time, there was no such thing as global warming, and their house only had a broken electric fan that only made a "humming" sound, so it was extremely hot in summer and extremely cold in winter.

At noon when it was nearly forty degrees, she sat with her grandmother under the shade of a persimmon tree, wiping the sweat that dripped down her face, and holding a bamboo pole to watch other sparrows come to peck her. food for their family.

She was still very young at that time, and often couldn't stand the heat and didn't want to do it anymore, but her great-grandmother held her back, fanned her with a cattail fan, and told her stories at the same time.

What kind of stories can a woman who has never studied in a peasant family know? She is young, and what kind of messy stories about stars and moons did her grandma tell her? Most of them have been completely forgotten by her. Grandma picked up fifty cents by the river stalk.

At that time, one dime could be exchanged for a spicy stick, and a sugar red bean popsicle cost only [-] cents.It is conceivable that the fifty cents her great-grandmother picked up was a huge sum of money.

All the old man's money was spent on her grandfather, and he didn't even have half a cent in his savings in his life. Even if he picked up fifty cents, he was as happy as a child of a few years old. While she was asleep, he dragged his little feet at noon , Leaning on crutches, she moved step by step to the street, and exchanged for an egg roll cone for her.

The egg roll cone is filled with chocolate and melon seeds. It is the favorite of all children. Of course, it is better than the red bean ice that costs [-] cents a piece. Her mother never bought this for her to save money.So it is conceivable how happy she was at that time, and she never thought about whether her grandma ate or not, she took bites and ate them all in a short while.

Thinking about it later, apart from all the guilt towards the old man, all she could recall was the kind smile on the old man's face wrinkled like tree bark, and she told herself from time to time that she wanted to die earlier, so as not to suffered.

Xu felt that she was still young and didn't understand the meaning of life and death, so she often muttered in front of her, Xiaobei, look, grandma is getting old too, she has lived enough and can't work anymore, she might as well die early , so as not to trouble your grandfather.

She didn't know at the time that her great-grandmother was often beaten and scolded by her grandma. People in the village only talked about it when they talked about it, but they never gave a helping hand. Her grandfather was a typical strict wife. If you see it, you will pretend not to see it.Her father was busy with gambling, and he didn't even care about his own children. Of course, he wouldn't care about a dying old man. Her mother and grandma belonged to the kind of people who don't disturb the river, so naturally they wouldn't meddle in their own business.

As for her, she doesn't know what death is, and she belongs to the kind of child who doesn't care about other things, so she doesn't know that people can kill people this matter.

Until later, when her great-grandmother's body was fished out of the pond at the door, and her grandmother suddenly became afraid of ghosts, and invited many sorceresses to dance at the fair, and when the door of the house was covered with yellow talismans, she Only then did she vaguely understand that maybe her grandma didn't tell the outside world about it, she accidentally fell into the water, but jumped in by herself.

Just like Xu Ji, he was cornered and had no one around him to help him talk, so he couldn't live anymore, so he chose to end it.

Humans are more terrifying than ghosts, that's how it turns out.

The shadow of the tree gradually became long and slanted. Tang Wenxian looked at the auntie who had gone back to the house after taking care of the blood stains, and asked Mo Xiaobei, who was still leaning on the railing and looking down, in a deep voice, "Go back?"

"...Mmm." Patting the rust on his hands, Mo Xiaobei brought back the thoughts that were gradually drifting away, sniffed, and turned around.

Her eyes were red, Tang Wen could see it, she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she swallowed the words.

For life, everyone has a different understanding. When someone else is sad, let her cry and let it go. Why do you want to persuade her not to cry?

There were still tears on her face, An Peiyao looked up, and after a pause, she walked to her side silently, keeping a close distance from her, and the three returned to the dormitory in silence.

***

The most unstoppable thing in the world is the wind. Although the school tried to cover it up in every possible way, the news of Xu Ji's suicide by jumping off the building spread quickly like the flu.

But one night, the freshmen at the first level knew about this matter. Human beings' sensitivity to gossip made this matter quickly become a topic of conversation after dinner, and they gathered together in twos and threes with expressions of regret or mystery, discussing the matter. The reason for Xu Ji's suicide.

Anji and Yu Cheng also learned about this from other people's mouths. Unlike Anji's shock and self-blame, Yu Cheng was rather gleeful, and went back to the dormitory with Anji to fetch water, opened the door, He excitedly said to the three people in the dormitory who were silently doing their own things, "Hey, have you heard that that shameless person seems to be dead!"

Anji hurriedly gave her a hand, "Chengcheng, please be kind when you speak, she has already..."

"Hey, what do you care if you're dead!" Yu Cheng pulled her arm away unwillingly, "She's going to die herself, and I didn't force her to. I don't care if she's alive. Am I still afraid that she will come looking for me at night?"

An Ji was so blocked by her that she couldn't speak, so she was so angry that she simply ignored her, went to the table and put down the water bottle, looked at Mo Xiaobei and An Peiyao, and asked with concern, "Are you two okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Xiaobei smiled vainly, put down the book in his hand, and glanced at Yu Cheng with an ugly face over there, "We have already taken a bath, you just came back from military training, you are covered in sweat, you should It's hard, go take a shower, or there will be too many people later, it will be very crowded."

"Hey, that's right." Anji nodded, took her basin and water bottle, and walked to the public toilet. Passing by Yu Cheng who was still sulking, she felt a little sorry, and asked her, "Cheng Cheng, I'm going to take a shower. Are you going?"

Rolling his eyes, Yu Cheng put the water bottle on the ground unhappily, "Come on, if you don't mean it, don't show it to others. If you want to go, just go. Why are you still looking for me?"

Angie's face turned livid in anger at her words, and she said angrily, "Will you go or not?", and went out with her things.

"Hmph!" Looking at the direction in which she was leaving, Yu Cheng let out a gasp from her nostrils unhappily, "I'm so angry now, why do I still think of myself as a young lady! Tch!"

After finishing speaking angrily, she suddenly turned around excitedly, and said loudly to several people, "I tell you, today, the instructor told us a lot of interesting stories about him in the barracks, and also taught us a few tricks to capture him. As for the move, you didn’t go there, so I don’t know, but it’s so cool! Shall I demonstrate it to you?”

"I'm not interested in those." Tang Wenxian said lightly, turning another page of the book.

"Really." Yu Cheng's face darkened, and he turned his eyes to the remaining two unhappily.

An Peiyao shook her head and ignored her at all, while Mo Xiaobei looked up and smiled at her apologetically, and held up the mobile phone in her hand that her mother had charged 120 yuan for calling credit, "I'm sorry, I want to give it to my parents. Make a call."

After finishing speaking, regardless of her unhappy face, she went out with her mobile phone. The other two were still doing their own things and ignoring her. Feeling a little bored, she took out her mobile phone angrily and threw herself on the bed. Playing animation loudly, watching with relish.

The unintelligible language circulated in the air of the dormitory again, and the volume became louder and louder.

In this way, let me see how you can read books in peace.Yu Cheng secretly smiled and listened for a long while, but she still couldn't see that the two had any desire to talk to her.

She was so angry that she sat up from the bed suddenly, and was about to question them, but she didn't provoke them, why those two people were still ignoring her like blind people, when suddenly the mobile phone in her hand trembled and beeped, which startled her With a jump, he almost threw the phone out.

After a while of panic, the phone was finally not smashed to pieces.

Who is this? It scared me to death!Yu Cheng groaned displeasedly and clicked on the phone screen, and saw the caller on it - "cousin".

Strange, what is my cousin looking for her at this time?Isn't she having a hot fight with her new boyfriend?

Yu Cheng thought about it, and turned on the connection button in doubt, "Hello?"

"Chengcheng, come back quickly!" A woman's mournful cry came from the microphone, "My father is dead!"