Chapter 2904 Crying in the middle of the night (Fourth update)
"Moreover, my uncle and aunt built a new house, but they have reserved a room specifically for you and my grandma!" Yang Ruoqing said again.
Old Suntou smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, your uncle and aunt are filial and it is enough that we are old people in their hearts. There is no need to move in together."
“Say no more , we must spend the holidays together. Normally, your grandma and I still live in the old house. It’s not far anyway, just separated by a big road, and your parents’ house is still next door.”
Yang Ruoqing. Smiled and nodded.
...
Tang Yazi will not be back until tomorrow, which means that tonight, Yang Ruoqing will have to guard the empty room alone.
Including yesterday, it was already the second night that Yang Ruoqing stayed alone in an empty room.
Yang Ruoqing secretly wanted to laugh, feeling that she was really spoiled by Luo Fengtang now. Without him, she couldn't sleep well.
In my previous life, this would have been unbelievable.
When I'm bored, I open a book and read alone.
The two little guys had gone to meet Duke Zhou long ago after listening to the bedtime story. The room was very quiet, with only the occasional turning of book pages.
The night was very quiet, and occasionally there were the barking of dogs from the other side of the village.
Faintly, a woman's cry could be heard in the wind.
When Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand and listened, she couldn't hear it again.
But when she picked up the book again and turned two pages, the crying sound reached her ears again.
"Strange, who is crying in the middle of the night?"
Yang Ruoqing simply put on her coat and went to the window to listen carefully. The sound came and went.
It came from the village, but the specific location cannot be determined.
The barking of dogs also comes and goes.
"Probably some couple had a night fight, and the woman was crying!"
Yang Ruoqing thought, in this village, it was common for couples to quarrel and fight, it was not unusual at all.
Many men are rough and many women are shrewd, and the couple can't even say a few words to each other, or if the woman uses words to stimulate the man, the man will slap the woman with a big slap.
When I meet a cowardly woman, I will slap her a few times and cry.
When you meet someone who is more aggressive, you have to fight like a bullfight with the man to the end.
She scratches the man's face with her paws, scratching him all over the place. In the end, the mother's family comes to seek justice, or she runs back to her mother's house and asks the man to pick her up and apologize.
After the work was done, we went home happily together, and our little days continued to be beaten and beaten, which lasted a lifetime.
It’s probably a couple from another family who are having trouble again, so don’t worry about it.
Yang Ruoqing then turned around and returned to the bed, not bothering to read a book, and fell into sleep amidst the faint, intermittent, intermittent cries of a woman.
When I went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash clothes the next day, the women by the pond were all talking about what happened last night.
It seemed that she was not the only one who heard the cry.
Finding an empty seat and squatting down, Yang Ruoqing listened to them while washing.
“I asked, no one in our village had a night fight last night!”
“It wasn’t a night fight, so why were there women crying? I heard several "I'm afraid it's a wild cat barking..."
"I'm not a night owl, that's not how a wild cat meows. It's just a human crying."
"Living people don't cry like that, sometimes and sometimes..."
"That photo You mean it’s a ghost crying?”
"Hiss..."
Someone took a breath and scolded the person who spoke, "Her aunt, don't say such cautious words. My hair is standing on end in broad daylight. "Me too, I'm so scared!" someone else echoed.
The aunt who spoke said: "I didn't mean to say anything invasive. Do you still remember that there were floods and then the plague that year?"
Mentioning the disasters of that year , everyone’s expressions changed.
"How can you not remember? That year was so miserable, with natural and man-made disasters, I don't dare to think about it!" someone said.
The aunt from before continued: "That's right. Before the disaster came that year, did we often hear crying at night? And we couldn't hear clearly what the crying was about? In short, it was at night If there is no peace, then so many people will die!”
Everyone was silent when they heard this, and their expressions became solemn.
"Her aunt, so according to you, the crying last night was the crying of ghosts, and there will be another death in our village in the near future?" someone asked.
The woman said: "I didn't say that. I'm not the City God. How could I know so much?"
"I just said, the crying doesn't sound like a living person." Crying, the sound of a living person crying is not that tune..."
When Yang Ruoqing finished washing her clothes and left, they were still happily discussing what happened last night.
These days, spiritual and entertainment life is severely lacking.
In addition, they are superstitious about ghosts and gods, so the spiritual fun of villagers often focuses on these mysterious things.
Just listen, there are too many mysterious things in this world.
The hallucinogenic Death Valley behind Sishan'ao Village, the strange eyeless fish in the underground river below, and the tower made of children's bones...
There are so many mysterious areas in this world that we don’t know about.
Again, just listen, don’t affirm or deny, just live your own life and follow your own trajectory.
The kitchen at the construction site.
When Yang Ruoqing and Yuzhi walked into the kitchen chatting and laughing together, they found that Xiaoqin was already in the kitchen.
With her head buried in picking up vegetables, the two of them came in to greet her, and Xiaoqin just said "hmm" without raising her head.
In normal times, Xiaoqin would have taken the initiative to greet them, and would also have told them with a smile about what kind of dishes they had today...
"Xiaoqin, what's wrong with you? Something's wrong?" Yuzhi asked directly.
Xiaoqin was startled for a moment, her head still buried, but her voice came out: "No, I am picking up vegetables!"
Yuzhi said: "Then Qing'er and I will come in Why haven't you raised your head for so long?"
While Yuzhi was asking these questions, Yang Ruoqing stood aside and secretly observed Xiaoqin.
Xiaoqin moved her feet, turned sideways, and then raised her head.
"No way, you are overthinking it. I was just picking up vegetables and thinking about things!" Xiaoqin said.
Really?
Yuzhi and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, with obvious disbelief in their eyes!
"Xiaoqin, be careful of the beam above you!"
Yang Ruoqing suddenly shouted.
Xiaoqin raised her head reflexively. Didn't the vegetable basket hanging on the beam above fall?
She turned her head in surprise, "It's nothing..."
As soon as the words came out, she suddenly realized something, and she quickly turned around and buried her head again.
"Don't bury it, we all saw it!" Yang Ruoqing said angrily.
Yuzhi was surprised. She came to Xiaoqin and said, "Xiaoqin, what's wrong with your face? Why is your nose and cheeks bruised and swollen?"
In the past few days, due to system problems, the chapters have been chaotic again. Xiaoyu has already left a message with the editor. Because I was on weekend editing break, I couldn't get a timely response for the time being. Xiaoyu is deeply sorry for the reading inconvenience caused to the babies. Xiaoyu is more anxious than any of you. Tomorrow is Monday, and we should be able to get feedback from there tomorrow. Xiaoyu will follow up on this issue. I hope the babies will be more patient. , thank you, thank you!
(End of this chapter)