Chapter 6
The summer heat will begin to subside at this point every day, and even the wind blowing from the rice fields will bring a little coolness.
Li Zhuiyuan faced the rice fields, closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths.
"Xiao Yuanhou, what's wrong? Does your master smell bad?"
"No, Master, I am smelling the fragrance of rice."
"Oh, do you smell it?"
"I can't smell it. It's different from what was written in the article. They said the rice smells really good."
"Silly boy, your timing is wrong. Wait until you apply fertilizer or apply pesticides before you smell it. I can guarantee that the smell will be overpowering!"
"Master, you are kidding me."
"Hahaha." Li Sanjiang twisted his neck and continued walking along the field road with the child on his back, "Now they have no flavor, but when they are harvested, dried, shelled, steamed and made into rice cakes, There is hot white air flowing above, can’t you smell that fragrance from a long way away? ”
"Master, you are right."
Li Sanjiang stopped, turned around and looked at the rice fields: "Actually, what is written in the article you read is not wrong. As farmers, we see the crops growing well in the fields, and the grain pots in the barns. There is rice, and you don’t have to worry about starving. This makes you feel at ease. You can stop anywhere and take a sip with your eyes closed. It will be sweet. ”
"Got it."
"No, you don't understand, Xiao Yuanhou, you have never really been hungry, so you can't really understand what it feels like. It doesn't take many years for us to be able to eat as much as we want.
However, no matter what, it is incomparable to what it was before liberation. ”
"Huh?" Li Zhuiyuan asked in surprise, "Did people have enough to eat before liberation?"
"Yes, before liberation, everyone had enough to eat and no one went hungry."
"Master, what you said seems wrong."
"Because animals don't count as people."
"Huh?"
"Xiao Yuanhou, before liberation, your grandfather and I also broke into Shanghai."
"Master, do you know Xu Wenqiang?"
"Who is Xu Wenqiang? I don't know you. Your uncle and I went there by boat, which was very convenient. After all, Nantong and Shanghai are separated by a river.
At that time, I thought, in big Shanghai, it would be easier to find a job, and it would be better than farming for the landlord at home.
It was also my luck that I found a job as soon as I got there. ”
"What kind of job are you looking for?"
"The corpse-carrying team."
"Did Grandpa work in a funeral parlor?"
"Oh, there was a funeral parlor at that time, but ordinary people couldn't go to that place. If they carried their front legs sideways, they would have to run out with their back legs. They couldn't afford to die.
Grandpa, I joined the corpse-carrying team. At that time, the city government allocated some funds to take the lead, and some wealthy businessmen also donated money. Their job was... to collect corpses early every morning, carry the corpses on the streets and alleys, and deliver them to nearby charities. Zhuang goes to deal with it.
When times are good, there are still a few donated coffins available, but there are not just one coffin for each person, but many people are crowded together, and a coffin is filled to the brim.
Sir, I still remember that one time, many bastards as big as you were taken in, and it took a lot of effort to get them in.
Alas, it can't move, it can't move.
Do you know what it means? ”
"Is it that the coffin is too heavy and cannot move on the outside, and is stuffed too tightly inside and is stuck, so it cannot move on the outside?"
"Enemies. It's only when times are good that there are coffins. When times are bad, the corpses are gathered up with straw. When there is no time to burn or bury them, they are thrown into mass graves in the suburbs. Cheaper wild dogs
If it comes to winter, oh, my dear, it will be really tiring.
When you go out on the street early in the morning, you can see a lot of people with their families standing close together, frozen to the bone.
Xiao Yuanhou, that was the great Shanghai. It was a big city at that time, and there was always money. Any person there could feed a whole family of ordinary people if he loosened a little bit of food between his fingers.
But you and I are really busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. There is so much work that we can never finish it.
I was thinking at that time...
There are obviously so many foreign cars driving on the street, and the ten-mile foreign market is obviously there. Looking up is the ballroom and theater building, and the people who come in and out are gentlemen in suits and rich ladies, but in the alley between the walls, every day People will starve to death.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally figured it out.
They all have one pair of eyes, one nose, and two legs, but only those few people are considered human beings. The rest... no, the rest of them are just their mother's miserable beasts.
Hey, no, animals are valuable too, and they will be stuffed with a handful of fodder when they starve, but they are not even worthy of a coffin board. The reason why their bodies are collected when they die is because the superiors think it affects the appearance of the city. ”
Li Zhuiyuan put his arms around Li Sanjiang's neck with a little force and pressed his face against the master's back: "Did the master learn the skill at that time?"
"That's right. At that time, carrying a corpse for a day was just enough for me to have enough food and clothing for that day. Now, if I catch a corpse, I can enjoy it for a long time.
It's better to be liberated. People are finally human and become valuable. ”
"My grandfather also said that when I was a child, I was beaten with a whip when I worked as a laborer for a landlord's family."
"Listen to the farts of the Marquis of Han. As soon as his hair grew, we were liberated here, and all the landowners were also... Hey, Marquis Xiaoyuan, aren't you talking about the Marquis of Han?"
"It's Grandpa Bei."
"Hahaha, that person in Beijing is your father's father?"
"Well, he said that if he really couldn't survive, he wouldn't have followed the team to make a revolution."
Li Sanjiang suddenly stopped at his feet and turned his head to look at the child behind him:
"What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Your Grandpa Bei, has he ever fought in a war?"
"Yeah."
"Are you still alive?"
"Alive."
"Did you hit the Japanese first?"
"The fight came later."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"What's wrong, Master?"
"Xiao Yuanhou, do you have a good relationship with your Grandpa Bei?"
“During the holidays, I go back to have dinner with my parents.”
"What about normal times?"
"Not going."
"Ah, you won't move around anymore?"
"Grandma Bei and my mother don't have a good relationship."
Li Sanjiang: "..."
"Uncle and the others live together with Grandpa Bei and Grandma Bei. Mom, Dad and I live outside. Mom doesn't allow me to go to Grandpa Bei's place. Even Dad comes home secretly from time to time, so I don't dare to let Mom know."
"This Lan Hou, what are you thinking about?"
Li Sanjiang didn't understand very much. Of course he knew that it was normal for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to have conflicts, but it was also the mother-in-law's fault!
If you don't fawn over such in-laws and serve them well, what else do you want?
But after thinking about it, Li Sanjiang suddenly felt that this was really something Li Lan would do.
A golden phoenix suddenly appeared in a room full of honest and obedient people.
If Li Weihan's ancestral grave hadn't been next to his, he would have suspected that Li Weihan's ancestral grave was on fire, and even the smoke was not enough.
When she was a child, that girl was sweet-tongued and lovable. When she grew up, she was able to train her four brothers to be afraid of her. Even the idle guy in the village and the bitchy mother-in-law would not dare to take advantage of her. Looking past, there was a smile on his face, but it could make people tremble in their hearts.
I remember that year when she brought her partner home, the Marquis of Han and Guiying were so restrained that they were embarrassed to look at each other. Li Sanjiang, who had seen the world, stared at them for a long time, and even took the initiative to chat;
At that time, he noticed that in front of Lan Hou, the man was disciplined like a little chicken pecking rice and nodding. For those who didn’t know, he thought that the fair-faced man was someone who had just been abducted into the village by human traffickers. poor daughter-in-law.
Li Sanjiang also knew about Lan Hou's divorce, otherwise Xiao Yuanhou wouldn't have been temporarily put here. Normally, when a man and a woman divorce, everyone would first side with the woman emotionally, but Lan Hou's divorce... Li Sanjiang's heart I actually sympathized with that man, and he was able to endure it for more than ten years. It's not easy.
"Xiao Yuanhou, have you changed your surname?"
"Yeah."
"Alas."
Li Sanjiang sighed and left immediately. You actually changed Yao'er's surname back. Even if you leave without changing your surname, Xiao Yuanhou is still the Yao'er of that family.
"Xiao Yuanhou, please listen to my grandpa's advice. After you return to the capital, look for more opportunities to get close to your Grandpa Bei and Grandma Bei. Do you understand?"
"I'm not going."
"You are obedient, I will not harm you."
"I can't go. Mom will be unhappy if I go."
"You..."
"If mom was unhappy, she wouldn't want Xiaoyuan."
"Sigh... You are right in what you said. You are mother and son. Your mother will always like you no matter what."
"No." Li Zhuiyuan's voice was low, but he was very sure, "If I make my mother unhappy, she won't want me. I understand her."
Li Sanjiang had no choice but to change the subject: "Xiao Yuanhou, have you brought your homework? I'll ask you to bring your homework and books back tomorrow."
"I didn't bring it back."
"Ha, you are a clever little kid. You deliberately didn't bring the book back, so you can have fun playing in the countryside during the summer vacation, right?"
"Well, it's fun."
"You still have to study hard and go to school so that you can live a better life in the future. After these few days, let your sister Yinghou come to make up lessons for you. You can learn from her."
"Okay."
"This is so good."
The grandfather and grandson chatted all the way and came to a river. Beside the river was farmland. They walked along the path along the river for a while. As they walked, they suddenly became enlightened.
The dam of Li Sanjiang's family is several times as spacious as that of Li Weihan's family.
There are three houses, the middle one faces north and is a newly built two-story house. However, unlike the square architectural style of Cuicui's house, the new house of Li Weihan's house is very wide, extending from east to west, forming a long strip.
However, although there is a second floor, there are only a few separate rooms on the second floor, like a few building blocks on a large platform.
There are two bungalows on the left and right sides of the new house, facing each other.
"Master, your family is so big."
"That's not true." Li Sanjiang said with pride in his tone.
In addition to collecting corpses, he also runs a paper-making business, which requires a wide space to stack raw materials and finished products. In addition, he also rents out tables, chairs, and plates.
Anyone nearby who wants to hold weddings or weddings has to rent it from him. Although the cost is not high, he has already recovered the cost, and now it is a hen that lays eggs stably.
Therefore, the first floor of his new house was equivalent to a large warehouse, and there were only three rooms on the second floor, which was as empty as a rooftop. He didn't care anyway, it was enough to live alone.
Li Sanjiang put Li Zhuiyuan down from his back, held his hand and walked into the middle room. Looking inside, he felt that the space was even bigger, like a small factory building.
The west half is neatly stacked with tables and chairs, and large baskets are filled with all kinds of dinner plates and dishes;
The east half was lined with paper figures, paper houses, paper horses... Li Zhuiyuan also saw a Santana made of paper.
A plainly dressed woman about the same age as her mother was coloring. She held a paint tray in her left hand and a brush in her right hand, writing quickly and smoothly.
The woman noticed the person coming, turned around, looked over Li Zhuiyuan, and asked:
"Uncle, who is this child? He looks so fair and tender."
"Tinghou, let me introduce to you. This is my great-grandson, named Li Zhuiyuan. Zhuiyuan, this is your aunt Tinghou."
"Aunt Ting."
Li Zhuiyuan felt that there was something wrong with this generational hierarchy, but in front of people who were not related to each other, everyone had their own opinions.
"Hey, be good." Liu Manting put down her things and walked over, bent down, and touched Li Zhuiyuan's face with her hands, "It's so cute."
Li Zhuiyuan took half a step back to avoid it, with a shy smile on his face.
"Uncle, you have never brought children here to play before."
"Ha, no children dared to come to my place to play before." Li Sanjiang took out a cigarette from his pocket, "Tinghou, this kid has to live here for a while, help him go up and clean up the house, oh, By the way, Xiao Yuanhou, are you afraid of sleeping in a room alone?”
"Don't be afraid, Master."
"Well, it's okay. Anyway, I'm sleeping next to you, haha. Okay, Tinghou, I'll leave it to you. I'll go get a porcelain jar first."
Li Sanjiang lit a cigarette and went out to use the toilet.
"Come, Xiaoyuan, follow Auntie upstairs."
There are so many things piled up on the first floor that even the stairwell is mostly blocked, making it difficult to find people who are here for the first time.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that there were still steps going down at the entrance of the stairs and asked, "Aunt Ting, is there another floor below?"
"Yes, there is a basement down there, as big as here."
"Are they putting the same things?"
"No, they are all your grandfather's things. Your grandfather couldn't bear to throw them away, so he specially dug a layer just to store them."
"Oh, that's right."
"Also, Xiaoyuan, my aunt's name is Liu Manting. You can call me Aunt Liu from now on."
"Aunt Liu, are you not from here?"
"No, auntie is from out of town and does papermaking work for your grandfather."
"Aunt Liu, are you alone?"
"My aunt's lover is here too. She rented your grandfather's farm, and they work together as helpers on weekdays, making paper and delivering tables and chairs. He should be back from the fields soon. You can call him Uncle Qin when we meet.< br>
In addition, the aunt's daughter and mother-in-law are also here. It's the bungalow to the east that you saw when you came in. Your uncle and I live in the west.
Auntie's whole family is here, making a living by working for your grandpa.
Before liberation, we all have to call you young master. ”
Xu had just heard what Li Sanjiang said about the corpse-carrying team on the way here. Li Zhuiyuan was now a little uncomfortable with the joke, and subconsciously shook his head and said:
"That's feudal dross."
"Huh?" Liu Manting was stunned for a moment. It was really surprising that such words came from a child's mouth.
"Aunt Liu, just call me Xiaoyuan."
"Okay, Xiaoyuan. I heard your great-grandfather talked about you. Are you back from Beijing?"
"Well, yes."
"Are you getting used to living here?"
"Get used to it, it's good here."
"Don't you find it boring?"
"No, there are a lot of fun things here."
"That's good. Auntie colors the paper figures every day, and her hands are numb from painting."
"Auntie is very good at painting, very professional."
"What kind of major is this? Auntie only painted this in a hurry to put it on the shelf. How can she know how to draw?"
However, the way you hold the palette and brushes is exactly the same as the teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts.
"If Xiaoyuan wants to draw, you can help Auntie. Coloring is actually not difficult."
"Okay."
Since returning to my hometown, this is the first time that I have communicated with people in Mandarin. There are no longer so many Nantong dialects and so many "Hou".
Even my brothers and sisters who went to school only used Mandarin when they "translated" for me at first. When they turned around and spoke themselves, they naturally changed back to dialects.
Arriving on the second floor, Liu Manting opened a door. The furnishings inside were very simple, including an old-fashioned bed and a wardrobe. In addition, there was not even a stool, but it was very clean and should be cleaned frequently.
"Xiao Yuan, you live here, your uncle is next door to you. You stay here for a while, and I will bring you the washbasin, handkerchief and spittoon."
"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Liu."
"This kid is so polite."
Liu Manting went out, and Li Zhuiyuan looked around his room and walked out. Really... there was nothing interesting to see.
The second floor is a large terrace with three rows of clothes-drying poles standing in the center. There are no balconies or guardrails around it.
Walking to the side, you can see the dam in front of you, and the river and farmland in the distance.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that a chair could be placed here, and it would definitely be enjoyable to sit here in a daze.
Not far away on the ridge of the field, a middle-aged man was walking here with a hoe on his shoulder. The man was very tall, and his clear muscles could be seen in places that could not be covered by his white vest. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, they looked very shiny.
He should be Aunt Liu's husband, Uncle Qin.
It seems that Uncle Qin was not a farmer before.
Although farmers generally have a lot of strength, due to diet and other living habits, few can grow such tiger-back muscles, and they are usually lean.
Move your eyes downward and look to the left.
"Huh?"
When I came in before, because the firewood pile on the dam blocked my view, I couldn't see the door of the bungalow on the east side. Now I can see it from a high place.
Inside the middle door of the bungalow, there was a little girl about the same age as herself sitting.
She wears a red embroidered dress on the upper body, dark pants with white lines on the lower body, her hair is combed in a twist, and on her feet is a pair of light green embroidered shoes.
This outfit is very retro, without any modern elements, but it doesn't look old-fashioned at all.
Because this is not a dress that the mother at home just pulled out a piece of cloth and made for her daughter. The details on her dress must have taken a lot of labor and thought, and the overall matching is very harmonious, giving off a ladylike dignity.
The most important thing is that the girl has a fair face and crescent-shaped eyebrows. Although she has an oval face, she has just the right amount of baby fat. She is like a finely crafted work of art. You can't find even a trace of her beauty in it. There is nothing that needs to be changed at all, as if any unnecessary changes are a kind of blasphemy and sin.
At this moment, she was sitting on the bench inside the threshold, with her feet on the threshold and looking straight ahead. The last touch of stubbornness before sunset pulled out a line of light and shadow, which happened to be across the threshold of the house, exactly where her feet were.
Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and it was impolite to keep staring at her, even though...she was really pretty.
She should be Aunt Liu's daughter.
When he looked up again, he found that the other party was still maintaining that posture, looking straight ahead.
Logically speaking, since she was standing high on the second floor, and such a big person was looking at her, she should have noticed it, or at least glanced at her.
Could it be that he was too absorbed in a daze?
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and waved. He was sure that this action would attract the other person's attention, but...no.
The girl still sat there, her feet on the threshold motionless, not raising her head, turning her head, or even blinking.
Is he a blind man?
Li Zhuiyuan shouted: "Hello."
The girl still didn't respond.
Still deaf and mute?
Li Zhuiyuan felt a strong sense of regret in his heart.
Children of this age are very pure and pure in their hearts, and do not yet have the thinking of adults and men. Even Li Zhuiyuan is the same.
He just felt heartache. If the girl in front of him had a disability, it would be like a bloody hole being cut out of a beautiful thing. No matter whether he was a man or a woman, he would feel deep regret.
"Xiaoyuan."
Aunt Liu's voice sounded from behind. She walked to Li Zhuiyuan and said with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, she is aunt's daughter, Qin Li."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded.
"Okay, Xiaoyuan, go inside first, and Auntie will help you put things in order."
Li Zhuiyuan was slightly surprised, because Aunt Liu only introduced her daughter's name without any follow-up. Generally speaking, she should ask her age to identify her brother and sister, and add: You can play together in the future.
There were not many things. After they were arranged neatly, Aunt Liu clapped her hands and said, "The toilet is at the back of the first floor. You can use the spittoon in the room at night."
"Okay, I understand, Aunt Liu."
"Then Auntie is going to cook and will call you when she's ready."
"Yeah."
After walking out of the room again and returning to the rooftop on the second floor, Li Zhuiyuan looked there again without realizing it.
The girl was still in the same posture as before, still looking forward, as if she was frozen there and never moved.
At this time, he saw Uncle Qin walking to the threshold, squatting down in front of the girl, and speaking to her softly.
But from the beginning to the end, the girl remained in the same posture, and not even a trace of her peripheral vision caught sight of her father.
It gives the impression that although she is there, she has no sensory contact with the world.
Uncle Qin noticed Li Zhuiyuan and waved: "Hello, kid."
Li Zhuiyuan responded: "Hello, uncle."
"Xiao Yuanhou, come down for dinner!" Li Sanjiang's voice came from downstairs.
Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised. Is it so fast?
After going downstairs, in the gap between the paper figures on the first floor, two square wooden stools were put together as a dining table. There were a plate of braised pig head meat, a plate of braised pig ears, a plate of cold seaweed and a plate of oil. Fried peanuts.
No wonder they were prepared so quickly, they must have been bought from the market during the day.
"Sit down." Li Sanjiang opened the bottle of liquor and filled himself a large glass.
Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the small bench opposite him and looked at the large bowl of rice piled high in front of him.
"Master, I can't eat so much."
"Ha, of course I know." Li Sanjiang smiled, "You eat first, and the rest is mine."
"Oh."
Li Zhuiyuan started to eat.
Li Sanjiang handed over the wine glass and asked: "Xiao Yuanhou, do you want to drink a little?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Children can't drink."
"Yes, that's right." Li Sanjiang just laughed. He took the cup back and took a big sip, then picked up several peanuts and put them in his mouth. "In the Hanhou family, we don't have such good dishes, right?"< br>
“The pickles made by grandma are also delicious.”
"Heh."
Li Sanjiang put a piece of pig's mouth into Li Zhuiyuan's bowl,
"Your grandparents are stupid and have to spoil those brats. I tell you, it's enough for you to take care of your sons for this lifetime. You also have to take care of your grandchildren. For most of your mother's life, you will just be your children."
Actually, if your grandpa's family didn't have so many children with so many mouths to talk to, and he didn't have to drink anything thin, he could still have some wine every night. ”
Li Zhuiyuan ate in silence and didn't answer.
"You are different." Li Sanjiang waved his hand, "Your mother gave you the money, and your uncles are the real white-eyed wolves, a bunch of shameless and skinless things."
Li Zhuiyuan continued to eat.
"Here comes the soup." Aunt Liu brought a bowl of loofah and egg drop soup and placed it on the wooden stool. "You guys eat."
Then, she left, and then Li Zhuiyuan realized that Aunt Liu's family did not eat with the grandfather.
"Marquis Xiaoyuan, there is something I have to remind you. If you live here from now on, you can go to other places for a stroll. Just don't go to the east room."
The east room is where the girl sits.
"Why?"
"Tinghou's daughter is in the east room." Li Sanjiang poked his forehead with the end of his chopsticks, "There's something wrong with that little girl. Don't get close to her. It will be bad if you get scratched or bitten by her."
Scratches and bites?
It was hard for Li Zhuiyuan to imagine that the little girl named Qin Li would be associated with these behaviors.
"Don't take it seriously. When her family first came to live with me two years ago, I gave the girl candy. Who knew that as soon as I put the candy in her hand, she threw it away and then rushed at me like she was crazy. Scratching and biting are not as fierce as her."
"I understand, Master."
Great, it turns out she is neither deaf nor blind.
"Well, let's eat. Eat well, and I will fast for you."
Li Zhuiyuan finished his meal first and put down his chopsticks. Li Sanjiang also stopped drinking and took the rice bowl over to eat.
The toilet was behind the room. Li Zhuiyuan walked out first and walked around the dam. He happened to see the little girl being led by an old woman to stand up and walk to the dining table inside.
She should be Aunt Liu's mother-in-law.
In this old woman, Li Zhuiyuan seemed to see the shadow of his own Grandma Bei, with a sense of grace and elegance.
The little girl sat at the dining table and didn't pick up her chopsticks. The old lady was beside her and kept whispering persuasion.
When Li Zhuiyuan returned from going to the toilet, he saw the little girl starting to eat. She only ate from her own bowl, and the old lady brought her a small plate to pick up her vegetables.
He could notice the old woman's eyes glancing at him from the corner of her eye, but she didn't say hello to him. Li Zhuiyuan hesitated and didn't go over to say hello.
Back in the house, Li Sanjiang had already finished his meal and Aunt Liu was cleaning it up.
"Xiaoyuan, the bathing place is in the innermost room upstairs. Auntie has already poured hot water for you. It may be a little hot. Please add cold water yourself."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Arriving on the second floor, Li Sanjiang, who had eaten and drank enough, was already lying on a wicker chair brought out from somewhere, holding a toothpick in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand, humming a little tune and belching wine.
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes lingered on the wicker chair.
"Ha, let Lihou go to the market tomorrow and buy one for you."
Lihou should refer to Uncle Qin.
"Okay." Li Zhuiyuan smiled, he really wanted it.
"The bathing place is over there." Li Sanjiang pointed, "You wash first and then I wash."
"Got it."
The bathroom is very narrow. It must have been temporarily added later. There is a rubber water pipe connected to the water tank.
Li Zhuiyuan tested the water temperature. It was a bit hot, but there was no need to add cold water.
When he quickly took a shower and came out, Li Sanjiang also stood up: "Go to my room and wait for me."
"Okay."
At this time, it was completely dark outside, and the moon hung in the sky.
Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the east room again. The door of the bungalow was closed and the lights were on.
After opening Li Sanjiang's door and walking in, Li Zhuiyuan reached out and found the rope on the wall beside the door, and pulled it down.
"Tick tock."
The lights are on.
The furnishings in the grandfather's bedroom are simply a replica of his own bedroom, with an old bed and a wardrobe.
However, in the area that should have been empty in the middle, there was a circle of dense lines and a row of small candles, and there was an open old book on the ground next to it.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the book and found that the book was not printed but handwritten.
The cover reads "Jinsha Luo Wen Sutra".
When I opened the contents inside, I found that they were basically diagrams of formation patterns and some annotations. The drawings were very sloppy, the annotations were written very casually, and most importantly, the writing was really ugly.
It is far different from the writing by Grandpa Xu from the Chinese department who is good at making Dongpo pork in the family courtyard.
Soon, Li Zhuiyuan found the exact same formation diagram in the book as the one drawn on the ground, with the words "Transporting through the Evil Formation" written on it.
The effect is to transfer the evil spirit from one person to another person, and it is also marked: It will hurt people and people.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the pictures in the book, and then at the ones on the floor that the master had drawn himself.
"How do you feel...there are some discrepancies in the paintings?"
However, the pictures in the book are also hand-drawn and inherently crooked, so it’s not easy to compare them.
"It's also possible that I didn't draw it wrong, it's because the pictures in the book are not standard."
Even if the two freehand schools paint the same thing, it is really difficult to compare them.
At this time, Li Sanjiang walked in after taking a shower. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of large blue pants.
Seeing Li Zhuiyuan reading a book, Li Sanjiang couldn't help but smile and said: "Ha, you understand, Xiao Yuanhou."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "I understand."
"Okay, okay, you understand, our Xiao Yuanhou is the smartest."
Li Sanjiang touched Li Zhuiyuan's head, took the book in his hand, and threw it aside.
The book was full of scrawled traditional Chinese calligraphy, even with connected strokes. In order to understand it clearly, he had to go to the retired old country teacher in the next village several times to ask for help. That man liked calligraphy.
Later, Li Sanjiang stopped going because the last time he went to his home to see him, Li Sanjiang brought his own paper figurines;
It was given for free, no money was confiscated, and the man's children thanked him again and again.
So, how could he believe that Li Zhuiyuan, a ten-year-old child, could understand this.
"Okay, Marquis Xiaoyuan, sit there and don't move."
Li Zhuiyuan obediently sat down at the designated spot, while Li Sanjiang bent down and lit all the candles on the ground, then took out three black ropes and tied them to Li Zhuiyuan's wrists, ankles and neck respectively, waiting for him to sit down as well. Finally, the other ends of the three black ropes were tied to the same positions on himself.
The candlelight flickered, and Li Sanjiang began to mutter something. He read it very quickly, still using Nan Dialect, and Li Zhuiyuan couldn't understand even if he listened carefully.
But I feel that this tone is very similar to the little tune that my grandfather sang while lying on the wicker chair after a full meal.
After reading for a while, Li Sanjiang finally stopped. He slapped his mouth. He must have had a dry mouth, but it was not the right time to go out and drink water. He could only clear his throat with a dry cough, and then reached behind his back to touch it. , when he took it back, there was an extra talisman in his hand.
Li Zhuiyuan was a little curious. The master was only wearing a pair of underpants. Where had this talisman been placed before?
After bringing the talisman to the candle and lighting it, Li Sanjiang began to wave the talisman paper.
"Hiss!"
When his hand was almost burned, Li Sanjiang patted the talisman between himself and Li Zhuiyuan.
"Crack!"
In an instant, all the candles were extinguished, and the incandescent light bulbs in the room flickered a few times before returning to normal.
Li Zhuiyuan looked left and right, then lowered his head and looked at the black rope tied to his body:
Is this the end?
It seems, I feel nothing.
"Okay!"
Li Sanjiang stood up, walked to Li Zhuiyuan, lowered his head, and pulled with his teeth and hands to break the excess parts of the three ropes. However, black rope loops were still left on Li Zhuiyuan's neck, wrists, and ankles.
"Xiao Yuanhou, please don't undo these three rope buckles tonight. Just sleep like this. I will cut them off for you during breakfast tomorrow."
"Okay, Master."
"Well, you go back to sleep."
"Good night, Master."
"Good night, good night."
Li Zhuiyuan stood up. As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he heard a "thud" behind him. When he looked back, he found that Li Sanjiang was holding his feet and throwing them to the ground.
He had bitten off the rope for himself before, but when he was about to bite off the rope around his ankle, he accidentally fell.
Li Sanjiang crossed his legs, put one hand on the back of his head, and waved the other hand towards Li Zhuiyuan:
"Go to bed quickly."
"Oh."
Li Zhuiyuan returned to his bedroom and lay down on the bed. He had not felt sleepy before, but as soon as he touched the bed, he immediately felt sleepy.
He put the thin quilt on his belly and fell into a deep sleep.
next door.
"It should be done, right?" Li Sanjiang said to himself, "It must be done. The light bulbs are flashing. It can't be a bad circuit connection."
Immediately, Li Sanjiang glanced at the book that was thrown on the ground, and doubted himself: "No, the person who wrote this book must have never seen a light bulb at that time, right?"
But soon, Li Sanjiang found new evidence: "What am I thinking about? If the candles are out, then it must be done."
After saying that, Li Sanjiang stretched, walked to the bed and lay down.
"Oh, I'm really tired today. Go to sleep...sleep."
He has done too many things today, including attracting corpses, collecting corpses, and drawing formation diagrams. He is getting old and he really can't hold it anymore.
As soon as my head hit the pillow, I started snoring.
However, when he fell asleep, Li Sanjiang turned over and muttered a few times before gradually frowning.
He was dreaming.
In a dream,
He found himself sitting on a white jade stone step, surrounded by towering palace walls and magnificent palaces.
There is a doorway to the right in front of you, and a large open space to the left, extending to the pool and the dragon bridge.
"Grandma, is this the Forbidden City?"
Li Sanjiang has never been to the capital, so naturally he has never been to the Forbidden City, but he has seen it on the wall calendar and on the outdoor movie screen. Isn't this where the emperor lived?
Hey, it’s interesting that I actually had this dream.
Li Sanjiang subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarettes in his pocket. Why don't you get one?
But when he reached down and touched it, he caught something furry. When he lowered his head, he saw an orange cat lying on his lap.
The orange cat seemed to have been sleeping just now, and when he was woken up, he turned over with some dissatisfaction.
"Get out of here."
Li Sanjiang ruthlessly pushed the orange cat away.
After landing, the orange cat rolled around and stood up, yelling at him dissatisfied:
"Meow!"
Li Sanjiang didn't take it seriously, reached out and patted the remaining cat hair on his legs, then took out the cigarette case again, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out a match and lit it for himself.
Just at this time, a dull friction sound of "squeaking..." was heard diagonally in front of me. It should be that the palace door was opened.
Li Sanjiang took a puff from his cigarette: "I remember hearing that you have to buy tickets to go to the Forbidden City. Will I be caught for ticket evasion and fined?"
Immediately, Li Sanjiang slapped the back of his head: "I'm in a fucking dream, I bought a damn ticket!"
Blowing out a smoke ring beautifully, Li Sanjiang smiled proudly and said:
"This is really a good deal. To go to the Forbidden City, you have to take a long-distance train to Beijing, and you have to buy tickets to enter. In my dream this time, I treated it as a tourist visit."
The friction at the palace door finally stopped, and footsteps could be heard in the three doorways ahead.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Dull, tidy.
Li Sanjiang leaned forward slightly, wondering in his heart: Do we have to line up and walk in unison to visit the Forbidden City?
But soon,
Li Sanjiang was stunned, because what came out of the three doorways were not tourists, but three lines of pale-faced people wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms and flower feathers on their heads. They jumped out in the same rhythm.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The cigarette in Li Sanjiang's hand slipped out of his hand at some point.
Suddenly, they all stopped beating and fell into stillness and deathly silence.
The next moment,
They collectively turned left and faced Li Sanjiang.
(End of chapter)