Chapter 110
“Oh, okay, let’s eat some, I’ll call Brother Hu up.”
“No need to call him, let him continue to sleep.”
"How can that be done?" Tan Wen Bin didn't listen to the woman and still came to the bed and shook Hu Yiwei, "Brother Hu, Brother Hu, wake up, it's time to eat."
Hu Yiwei unconsciously reached out and patted him, mumbling in his mouth and continued to hold him. Sleep on your own arms.
"It's going to be cold if you don't come here." After Zeng Yinyin finished speaking, she turned and left.
Tan Wenbin stretched out his right hand, made a slight fist, and imitated Brother Yuanzi's method, and tapped Hu Yiwei's forehead three times with the knuckle of his ring finger.
Sure enough...it's useless.
Hu Yiwei continued to sleep soundly.
Tan Wenbin took out a Qingxin Talisman from his pocket and put it on the other person's forehead with a "pop" sound.
The Pure Heart Talisman is working.
Hu Yiwei slept more soundly, not even talking in his sleep, only snoring like thunder.
"This..."
Tan Wenbin took off the Qingxin Talisman, took out the Chaoyuan Secret Scroll Lucky Talisman, and stuck it on.
The talisman paper has not changed color.
This shows that Hu Yiwei has long been free from the influence of evil spirits. Now he is simply too tired to get up.
The effect of his previous Pure Heart Talisman actually helped him sleep deeper.
No way, I really can’t wake him up.
It’s better to deal with the next thing first, and then find an excuse to go out to find Brother Xiaoyuan and let Brother Xiaoyuan make up his mind.
Tan Wenbin took out the toiletries from his hiking bag. When he walked out of the room, he took another look at the welded well in the courtyard.
He walked to the kitchen, where the small dining table was placed, and the coffin was still there.
Zeng Yinyin held a basin of clothes in her hand, glanced at him, and said, "There is a water tank in the back, I will bring you there."
The water tank is at the back of the kitchen, with a water tank on top. Wooden scoop.
While Tan Wenbin was brushing his teeth, Zeng Yinyin was washing clothes next to him.
Her hands were very white, so white that there was almost no blood.
Moreover, Tan Wenbin noticed that there were men's clothes being washed in the other party's basin.
But originally, there were no men in this family at all.
I and Hu Yiwei came here last night. They only washed their feet before going to bed and didn't change clothes.
After brushing his teeth, Tan Wenbin took a ladle to wash his face, and then asked casually:
“Whose clothes are so big?”
"My man's."
"You remarried?"
"No, these are his old clothes. I plan to wash them, dry them, and give them away. You city people don't understand. Life in the countryside is so sad.”
“Oh, that’s it.”
Tan Wenbin knows that unless life is so poor that the living will have nothing to do with the dead. You will still feel bad.
When I was fasting with Uncle Li in the past, I often saw the host's family pile up the deceased's clothes and personal belongings and burn them.
Although Min'an Town is a mountainous town, life is far from this difficult. Can the clothes of a dead person be washed and given away as a favor?
Or is it that what she actually washes is her man's daily change of clothes?
Although it was Hu Yiwei who slept with her last night, it was not Hu Yiwei who actually did the work.
Zeng Yinyin was very quick with her hands and feet. After drying the clothes, she wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then motioned for Tan Wenbin to sit down, while she went to the stove to serve rice.
It's rice soup. I add some vegetables to yesterday's leftovers, add water and cook it in one pot.
This is a very popular breakfast style nowadays, regardless of region.
After all, most families are reluctant to go to the store every morning to buy steamed buns, fried dough sticks and soy milk to take home to eat.
Afraid of not having enough leftover rice, I also put noodles in it.
When Zeng Yinyin turned around to serve her own bowl, Tan Wenbin deliberately turned his back to the coffin, took out the long-distance lucky charm from his arms, grabbed the edge of the charm, and threw it into the bowl. The color did not change. It means that this food is for human consumption.
"Huh..."
He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the talisman back into his pocket.
Tan Wenbin holds the chopsticks in his right hand and the bowl in his left hand. The bowl is not hot.
Took another bite. It tasted good, but a little warm.
"How is it?" Zeng Yinyin asked.
“It’s delicious.”
Not hot, just right in your mouth.
Tan Wenbin finished a bowl quickly.
Zeng Yinyin: "There is still more in the pot."
"I'm full, thank you." Tan Wenbin looked around and asked, "Why don't they come down to eat?"
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"They have already eaten."
"Can I... meet Miaomiao?"
"Why did you meet her?"
"I think , some of the words may not be appropriate for the person involved. As a friend, maybe you can give me some advice."
"Miao Miao is engaged and will get married next month."
"I heard."
"Then you are not suitable to participate now." Zeng Yinyin put away the bowls and chopsticks, "You can persuade Yiwei to go back early and let him forget Miaomiao and start a new life ."
"It's difficult."
At this time, Zeng Yinyin suddenly said: "In this world, there is nothing difficult except death."
"I think what your family is doing is unreasonable." Tan Wenbin wanted to add as much words as possible, "At least it should have a beginning and an end."
Zeng Yinyin's movements suddenly paused, and then said: "What a good idea."
"What?"
"There is nothing fun here, hurry up and leave."
"I think the scenery here is very good and beautiful." Tan Wenbin met the other party If you don't want to continue to reveal it to yourself, you can only go to Brother Xiaoyuan, "I want to ask you something. There is a family named Xue in this village. His son is named Xue Liangliang. He is a student at Haihe University and is quite good at making money. Yes, very promising.”
“I don’t know.”
"I don't know?"
"There are many families in this town with many surnames. Except for our neighbors, we don't really deal with people with other surnames."
"Oh, that's it. Then I'll go out and ask. , stop by. Again, thank you for your hospitality."
Tan Wenbin left.
Zeng Yinyin looked at the kitchen door for a long time, then she took another bowl of soup and rice from the pot and placed it under the coffin.
She placed a pair of chopsticks upright in the bowl.
This is not real rice, there is too much soup, and I can’t even stand up chopsticks.
But after letting go of his hand, the two chopsticks stood upright.
……
Tan Wenbin returned to the room first and picked up his hiking bag.
On the bed, Hu Yiwei was still sleeping soundly, and the red color on his crotch was now gradually turning black.
Although it is obvious that something is wrong with this home, the risk factor is still within the tolerance range.
Let’s meet up with Brother Xiaoyuan first.
Tan Wenbin left the house, walked out of the alley, and came to the main street.
Although Min'an Town is not as large as the population of Shigang Town in Pingyuan, it is still a town. It is normal for the townspeople to have strangers.
Tan Wenbin found a canteen in the town, bought a bottle of drink, and then asked the aunt at the canteen about Xue Liangliang's home.
However, Tan Wenbin was stunned by the aunt's response.
The aunt said that she had never heard of anyone named Xue living in the town.
A guess immediately came to Tan Wenbin's mind: Could it be that Xue Liangliang's father was the son-in-law who came to live with him, and then he got involved and changed his surname back to Xue Liangliang?
Even Tan Wenbin himself thinks this speculation is a bit ridiculous.
After leaving the canteen, Tan Wenbin began to ask the townspeople constantly. He felt that the Xue family should be quite famous here. After all, Brother Liangliang was considered "someone else's child."
But the result is that no one knows that this family exists in the town.
At this moment, Tan Wenbin finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
Can't find the Xue family, means that I can't find Brother Xiaoyuan and Runsheng who have settled in the Xue family in advance.
He took out the pager from his waist, but there was no record of being paged.
It shouldn't be, it's already ten o'clock in the morning.
Brother Xiao Yuan may have felt that it was late last night and the canteen was closed, so he would not page him, but at this point, Brother Xiao Yuan has not seen him yet, and Runsheng will definitely be disappointed. At the first opportunity, give yourself a page.
Tan Wenbin returned to the canteen again, picked up the phone and started calling the number in the discount store.
"Beep...beep...beep..."
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.
This is impossible. Even if Lu Yi is in class and not in the store at the moment, there will definitely be people in the store during daytime business hours.
I called twice in a row, but still no one answered.
Tan Wenbin hesitated and called his father's office, "Beep...beep...beep...", it showed that the call was connected, but no one answered.
He even called Aunt Zhang’s canteen in Siyuan Village, and it was still the same.
Finally, he called the paging station.
During this period, there were many paging stations across the country, and paging station operators were also a very popular profession.
But this time, no one answered the paging station, so I couldn’t hear the sweet voice of the operator’s sister.
Hang up the phone, Tan Wenbin clenched his fist and lightly punched the counter.
"What's wrong?" The aunt looked at the display of her phone in confusion. After calling for so long, no one answered her.
“Auntie, is your phone broken?”
"Is it broken?" The aunt pressed the speakerphone and dialed a number herself. The other party answered quickly. The aunt asked the other party in dialect to send more goods next time. After the other party agreed, she hung up the phone.
“It’s not broken, it’s fine.”
The aunt cracked melon seeds and looked at the young man up and down. If she hadn’t seen that the young man was well-dressed and carrying a hiking bag, she would have Everyone must suspect that this guy is deliberately taking advantage of himself in the morning.
Tan Wenbin picked up the phone again and called the affordable store, but still no one answered.
Hang up the phone, he took out the money and bought some bagged snacks.
The aunt brought him something with a smile. The snacks had not passed the expiration date, but the bags were dusty. Roasted seeds in bulk were better sold in town.
Tan Wenbin walked out of the canteen and sat down on the promenade by the river.
There are several tables of old people sitting there drinking tea, and there is also a storyteller who is telling stories.
It was a local dialect that he couldn’t understand.
Looking at the calm river, there are farmland and green mountains in the distance. It is a beautiful scenery, but he is not in the mood to appreciate it now.
Either there's something wrong with the town, or there's something wrong with it.
Perhaps now, the most reasonable choice is to leave this town quickly, at least to a place where you can make phone calls.
But I came here because of the problem. If I just leave when I encounter a problem, it would be a waste of time.
After the storyteller finished speaking, Tan Wenbin stepped forward to chat with him. After leaving the location of the Zeng family, he gave the storyteller some money and promised that if someone relied on him to find him, he would give him more money. One serving.
Then, Tan Wenbin took out a pen and paper and started writing notes. He wrote many notes in succession, all with his name and address, and then sent them to the shop owners.
After doing this, Tan Wenbin was not in a hurry to return to Zeng's house. Instead, he walked around the town. He really looked like a backpacker traveling.
I came here late at night last night. I couldn’t see much because of the dark winter weather, but now I can observe and taste it carefully.
It’s just that the Huizhou architectural style is indeed very cultural and beautiful, but when you feel uneasy and fearful, the environment here can amplify your emotions.
Every house that opens its door feels like there is a secret, and every alley is filled with something strange.
Wandering until almost one o'clock in the afternoon, Tan Wenbin decided to go back to Zeng's house. Before going back, he went to the shop to cut meat and bought some grain and oil.
As soon as I entered the house carrying these things, I saw Zeng Yinyin standing there.
“I thought you had left.”
“No, I’ll just go out for a walk.”
“I’ve had lunch.”
< br>"I've eaten too." Tan Wenbin put the things on the table and ate the snacks.
Zeng Yinyin took one look and said: "No need to buy anything."
"Yes, it should be."
How can I have the nerve to continue living if I don't buy something.
Now that Brother Yuanzi can't be contacted for the time being, all he can do is to continue to stay at Zeng's house.
Zeng Yinyin said nothing and put the things into the kitchen.
Tan Wenbin returned to his room, and Hu Yiwei was still sleeping soundly. It seemed that last night had really consumed him a lot.
Of course, consumption is not only about doing that kind of thing, but more importantly, it is about being possessed by evil spirits.
But if he continues to wake up, there will be no reason for him to see Zeng Miaomiao.
Tan Wenbin reached out and patted Hu Yiwei's face, but he still couldn't wake up.
Throughout the afternoon, Tan Wenbin moved a small bench and sat at the entrance of the well in the yard.
There is a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of mineral water at his feet, and he looks like he is taking a rest and basking in the sun.
Zeng Yinyin did not come out again after returning to her room, and the old woman and Zeng Miaomiao who made the news last night also did not go down to the second floor.
Plus Hu Yiwei who is still sleeping soundly.
There were obviously many people in this room, but Tan Wenbin felt like he was alone.
The other thing is this well... Although the manhole cover is welded shut, you can still feel the cold air escaping from the cracks, which feels a bit like a frozen warehouse with cracks.
At dusk, Zeng Yinyin came out of her room and went to cook.
At this time, Hu Yiwei finally woke up.
"I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry that I feel dizzy." Hu Yiwei was lying on the bed, covering his stomach with one hand and covering his forehead with the other.
Tan Wenbin took out the compressed biscuits from his backpack and handed them to him. As for the mineral water, he had already finished it.
No one would put a lot of water in their bag, but he did still have things like water purification tablets in his bag.
Tan Wenbin came to the kitchen, ready to get a bottle of boiling water.
Zeng Yinyin was standing by the stove, cooking with a shovel, but she didn't see much steam coming out of the pot.
After Tan Wenbin walked around the stove, he found that there were only scattered sparks in the stove hole.
“Do you want to light the fire?”
“No, the pot is almost ready.”
"Oh."
Tan Wenbin nodded, went to get the hot water bottle, opened a cork, and touched it with his fingers. It was warm. He tried the second bottle. It was still warm, just like the one he took last night. The water used for washing feet is about the same temperature.
"Um, is there hot water?"
"Isn't it all."
"It's just warm, not hot."
"It's hot, so I deliberately kept it warm."
"That's it."
Tan Wenbin could only choose a bottle and take it away. When he passed the stairs in the hall, he asked again I glanced up and saw that the door was still closed.
Back in the room, he poured a glass of warm water for Hu Yiwei and handed it to him, reminding him at the same time:
“Save some space for dinner, we’ll have dinner soon.”
Hu Yiwei's mouth was full of cookie crumbs, and he asked a little embarrassedly: "Binbin, do you have any pants? Can you lend me a pair?"
Obviously, he found marks on his crotch.
Tan Wenbin took out a pair of pants from his bag and handed it to him.
Hu Yiwei was so excited that he borrowed a car and drove directly to ask for an explanation. Therefore, except for bringing money and cigarettes to smoke on the way, he did not bring any luggage.
Tan Wenbin’s hiking bag is basically fully equipped.
He and Yinmeng are each other.
Runsheng’s one is an advanced version, because he still has to bear Brother Xiaoyuan’s share.
"Thank you brother, I'll give you how much." Hu Yiwei took out the money from his pocket.
"No need, we are all brothers, don't mention this."
"How can this be done? It's all your money to refuel when you come."
"Stop being polite to me, remember to do business."
Hu Yiwei slapped his forehead: "Oh, yes, business!"
He was still wondering why he had forgotten this incident .
After eating, Hu Yiwei was able to calm down. They were all men. There was nothing to be embarrassed about. He took off his pants and underwear and changed into Tan Wenbin's pants. This was considered neutral. .
"Binbin, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm so sorry. I had a wet dream last night."
Tan Wenbin touched his nose. The man's wet dream was caused by bleeding.
Of course, most boys will not give their bodies a chance to have a wet dream after seeing it.
"Brother Hu, you must ask to see Zeng Miaomiao during dinner later."
"I will."
"Speak clearly Finally, when you should go back, go back. You didn’t take too long to take leave. Don’t delay your work because of a past relationship.”
"Well, Binbin, I understand everything you said."
The room door was pushed open, and Zeng Yinyin stood at the door, just like in the morning, she said: "The meal is ready, come and eat."
It’s still the small kitchen table, next to the coffin.
But there was only food for three people on the table.
Hu Yiwei asked: "Where is Miao Miao?"
Zeng Yinyin held a tray in her hand, with two plates of vegetables, two glasses of rice wine, and a small bowl filled with curved rice.
"They are eating up there."
"Sister Yin, let Miaomiao come down. I will talk to her clearly, and then I will leave."
"She I don’t want to see you.”
“I know she doesn’t want to see me. I just want to come here and ask for an explanation. Our divorce is so inexplicable. She should come out to see me. Please help me tell her that I don’t want to. Haunting her, really.”
"Okay, I'll go talk."
"Excuse me, Sister Yin."
"You guys eat first, only after you eat can you talk."
Zeng Yinyin Went up with the tray.
Hu Yiwei was sitting at the small kitchen table, his chest rising and falling slightly, and he was organizing his words.
Tan Wenbin left the table and came to a corner of the hall. He saw Zeng Yinyin walking to the door on the second floor, grabbing the door knocker and knocking three times.
There seemed to be a sound of locks falling inside.
Zeng Yinyin opened the door. Before going in, she turned back, looked down, and met Tan Wenbin's eyes.
Then she went in and the door was closed.
At this moment, Tan Wenbin wanted to use violent means to force his way into the second floor to see what was going on inside and what kind of state Zeng Miaomiao was in now.
But he knew very well that he did not have the ability to forcefully reveal the truth behind the matter.
The reason why he was assigned to a line alone was, firstly, because Runsheng’s personality could not adapt, and he did not have a close relationship with Fan Shulin, so he could not fit into this line; secondly, because Brother Xiaoyuan needs a strong person to accompany him. After returning to the kitchen and sitting down, Tan Wenbin said: "Brother Hu, help me get a hot water bottle."
"Oh, okay."
When Hu Yiwei got up, Tan Wenbin Wenbin took out the lucky charm of the Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll again and tested the food, and it was fine.
Picking up the chopsticks and taking a bite of rice, Tan Wenbin was stunned, then took another bite of vegetables and frowned.
The meal in the morning can be explained by the fact that I cooked it early and got up late, but this meal in the evening was just cooked, so why was it still warm?
Aren’t there any hot things in this house?
After a while, Zeng Yinyin came back empty-handed. She sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
Hu Yiwei asked: "Sister Yin, Miaomiao?"
Zeng Yinyin swallowed the food in her mouth, with an incomprehensible smile on her face:
"Don't worry, you can see her after the meal."
......
Yinmeng didn’t know who the person was who was peeping in at the door of the room last night, but after being shined by the flashlight once, those peeping eyes never appeared again.
Putting a chair against the door, Yinmeng returned to the bed and began to sleep.
She needed to rest, it was impossible for her condition to get too bad, but even if she was sleeping, she would turn a blind eye.
At dawn the next day, the sound of chopping wood could be heard in the yard.
Yinmeng pushed Zheng Jiayi awake. Zheng Jiayi yawned and said in a very lazy voice: "Mengmeng, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep a little longer."
" Have you forgotten about your parents’ illness?”
Zheng Jiayi sat up immediately.
"Go down and wash up first."
"Go down and wash up, do you want to carry your bag?"
"I'm used to it."
Passing by the other two bedrooms on the second floor At this time, Yinmeng stopped and listened again, but did not hear any movement inside.
When we came to the yard downstairs, the man chopping firewood was a man under thirty years old, wearing a vest, shorts, and cloth shoes. He was very tall and thin.
"Brother Daqiang!"
Zheng Jiayi greeted enthusiastically
"Jiayi, haha." Daqiang waved his hand, "My parents went into the mountains early in the morning to pick goods. Breakfast is on the table.”
After Yin Meng fetched water from the well and washed up with Zheng Jiayi, they went to the kitchen.
There are porridge bowls and pickles on the small table.
Yin Meng picked up the porridge and smelled it. There was nothing wrong with it. She now has a keen enough ability to distinguish food.
Just after taking this bite, I found that the porridge was not only not hot, it could even be said to be cold.
But the problem is that the weather is not really cool yet.
Try another piece of pickle, and when you bite it down, it actually feels a bit icey.
This feels like having breakfast hung up in a well.
Yin Meng looked at the groove under the stove. All the thermos bottles were gone, including the one she found containing mice last night.
Should we capture that powerful man, tie him up with the exorcism whip in his bag, and interrogate him?
As soon as this idea arose, Yin Meng dismissed it.
Let’s find Brother Xiaoyuan first.
"Mengmeng, let me invite you to have breakfast outside." Obviously, Zheng Jiayi also felt that this breakfast was unpalatable.
"Yeah."
When the two walked out, they found that Daqiang, who was still chopping firewood, was gone.
The ax fell on the spot, and even the chopped firewood was not collected.
"Hey, where is Brother Daqiang?"
Zheng Jiayi bent down and helped him clean up, and then piled them all into the corner.
Yin Meng glanced at the pile of firewood. Moss had grown on most of the firewood, and some mushrooms actually grew in some places.
Firewood is a consumable product, which means that this family has not burned firewood for a long time.
After walking out of Zheng's house, Yin Meng first asked Xue Liangliang's location.
Zheng Jiayi does not live here, and her understanding of Min'an Town is not much better than that of Yin Meng, an outsider.
But the two of them asked a lot, and the answer they always got was: I don’t know any family named Xue in the town.
As for Xue Liangliang, a student admitted to Shanghai University, no one has heard of it.
Yinmeng came to the canteen in the town and asked the aunt first, but got the same feedback.
She picked up the phone and called the paging station, trying to call Xue Liangliang, but no one answered.
Then I called the school discount store, but no one answered.
After calling several times, she asked her aunt if there was any problem with the phone. The aunt called her once to order the goods in front of her, indicating that there was no problem.
Yinmeng realized that the problem was big.
Unwilling to give up, she pulled Zheng Jiayi and continued to ask.
Then the two came to the promenade near the river.
This is the leisure and cultural center of the town.
Two tables of old people were drinking tea, and another old man was talking about storytelling.
After the old man finished his storytelling, Yin Meng stepped forward and asked him if anyone had come to inquire about the situation. The storyteller shook his head and indicated no.
Yin Meng asked him to help pay attention, and at the same time told him her name and the alley address of Lao Zheng's house. Finally, she took out a banknote and placed it in the iron box in front of him.
"Thank you, girl, thank you, girl. Can I tell you something?"
"No need."
Yinmeng went to various shops to ask again, and then asked others Do yourself a favor and be mindful.
After completing this set of procedures, Yin Meng felt inexplicably irritable.
Because she knows very well that they can also think of the methods she can think of, and they will only do it better and more meticulously than herself.
This town is so big and there are not many outsiders. Whenever someone asks this question, people on the street or shop owners will definitely be deeply impressed. But when I communicated with them before, they were not impressed at all. .
“Mengmeng, what’s wrong with you?”
“I’m fine.”
"Then shall we continue searching now?"
"No more searching, let's go back."
The two returned to Zheng's house with the door closed.
Zheng Jiayi went up to push the door, and the door was pushed open.
Then, the aunt's voice came from behind the door: "You're back."
Then, she herself came out, wearing the same clothes as last night.
"Auntie, are you back?"
"Yes, you are back."
"Is uncle back too?"
" No, Daqiang came to the mountain to find us. He took over my shift, and I came back to prepare lunch for you. Why didn’t you have breakfast? Didn’t Daqiang tell you?”
"Auntie, Brother Daqiang told me, but I wanted to take my friend to try our special breakfast, so I went out with my stomach full."
"Oh, I still have lunch at home. "
Zheng Jiayi looked at Yinmeng, who shook her head slightly.
“No, aunt, we’ll go out to eat later.”
“Okay.”
The eldest aunt walked towards the house and then went directly upstairs.
Yinmeng went to the well to get some water, washed her hands, and then her face.
This room and the people in this room are a little weird.
It’s a pity that Brother Xiaoyuan can’t be found. There is no way to report these clues at the moment.
The two went upstairs again, and when they came to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Yinmeng pointed to the stairs that continued upward.
"Mengmeng, the top is the attic. I haven't been there either."
"Let's go and have a look."
Yinmeng walked up and said it was the attic, but it wasn't. It's cramped, and it looks like it's been cleaned frequently, so it's not dirty.
An old red coffin is placed there.
Zheng Jiayi was startled by the coffin and hid behind Yin Meng.
"It's okay, I used to sell coffins."
Yinmeng walked to the coffin. The materials used for this coffin are not very sophisticated, and the painting skills are average. Even an old man with a little bit of qualifications can't do it. Choose it as your longevity material.
"Jiayi, your grandparents have left long ago, right?"
"Yes, the last time my parents came back, they visited my grandfather's grave."
Grandpa and grandma are gone, so why is there still a coffin in this house?
Although they haven't met Zheng Jiayi's uncle yet, judging from her aunt's age, the couple should not be preparing for their birthdays in advance.
Just as Yinmeng put her hand next to the coffin, thinking about whether to open it and take a look, the figure of the eldest aunt appeared at the door.
“Why are you here?”
Zheng Jiayi replied: “Let’s take a stroll.”
“This is a relative’s house being renovated and the elderly in the family are being prepared. The old man has been put in our house for the time being.”
Yin Meng took back her hand and said: "Oh, that's it."
"There are many mice in the house, don't run around, you will be scared by the mice."
"Well, we know."
Yinmeng and Zheng Jiayi came to the room on the second floor. Zheng Jiayi sat beside the bed, while Yinmeng stood at the door.
“Mengmeng, let’s go out to eat.”
"No, just eat whatever you want." Yinmeng took out the biscuits from her backpack, handed them to Zheng Jiayi, and then returned to stand by the door.
"Mengmeng, where should we start looking next?" Zheng Jiayi asked.
“Start the search from this house.”
“Ah, I am asking about your friend named Xue.”
“Same, find him home, it will be easier to find the root cause of your parents’ problems.”
"Oh, that's it, that's it." Zheng Jiayi nodded, she believed it.
"Jiayi, don't you think your uncle's family is very strange?"
"I told you last night that their family has always been very cold-blooded. In fact, I and I They don’t have much contact.”
“Have you eaten?”
“Have you eaten?”
"Then let's go out."
Yinmeng left Zheng's house with Zheng Jiayi and began to visit the neighbors and talk to the aunts and grandma who liked to chat at first glance.
I learned from my neighbors that Lao Zheng’s family is famous for being withdrawn. They rarely interact with outsiders on weekdays. At one point, they even went so far as to not invite relatives or neighbors when they had to do things at their homes. Only the two brothers from his family came back once or twice a year.
In rural areas, no matter how withdrawn and unsociable a person is, they would not dare not to participate in the village's events.
Because everyone knows that sooner or later it will be your own home's turn to handle this kind of thing. If you don't go to other people's homes, they won't come to your place to help.
No specific information could be obtained from the neighbors, so Yinmeng had no choice but to return to Zheng's house and sit down in the yard.
Xiao Yuan was unable to be contacted, and she was a little confused now.
Now it seems that we can only continue to follow the established pattern.
For example, find out the real secret of Lao Zheng’s family while trying not to break up.
Yin Meng sat in the yard throughout the afternoon.
She finally saw Zheng Jiayi's uncle. He came back carrying a fertilizer bag, and something was moving in the bag.
Zheng Jiayi went up to say hello: "Uncle."
"Well, Jiayi."
"Where's Brother Daqiang, why didn't he come back with you?"
"He is behind, I will pack my things first."
The uncle went in. Yinmeng originally thought he would go into the kitchen, but he went upstairs directly carrying his bag.
Then, after going up, I never came back down.
After a while, Daqiang came back. He was also carrying a fertilizer bag. The things inside were also moving, and there was a faint "squeaking" sound.
After saying hello briefly, he also went upstairs.
At dusk, the eldest aunt came down from upstairs and asked: "You also go out to eat in the evening, right?"
Zheng Jiayi: "Yes, Auntie."
"Then I won't cook for you."
"Auntie, call down Uncle and Brother Daqiang, let's go together Let’s go out to eat.”
“If you don’t go out to eat, you can’t afford the money.”
After the eldest aunt finished speaking, she turned and went upstairs again.
Yinmeng discovered a problem, that is, this family of three... never appeared together, they were always alone.
Before night, Yin Meng and Zheng Jiayi went out to buy some food.
Back carrying the bag and going up to the second floor, Yinmeng vaguely heard some special noises.
But as soon as she stepped onto the last step on the second floor, the sound was collectively muted.
She and Zheng Jiayi returned to their room.
"Mengmeng, let's eat together."
"You eat first."
Yinmeng was still standing at the door of the room, putting her ear against the door.
"Crunch...Crunch...Crunch..."
She heard the high-frequency sound again, although it was very slight, it was indeed there.
Yinmeng made a "shush" gesture to Zheng Jiayi. Zheng Jiayi nodded and even stopped eating.
Immediately, Yinmeng opened the door carefully, trying not to make any noise. After opening a gap big enough for her to step out, she raised her hand, grabbed the upper part, and "sent" herself out while hanging. .
With wooden structure, it is difficult to avoid making noise from the floor, but the beams above are still strong and compact.
Zheng Jiayi opened her mouth wide when she saw this scene: So do all those who study Chinese medicine have to practice kung fu?
Yinmeng "came" to the corridor on the second floor, and her voice was heard more clearly.
The sound came from those two rooms, but there were three frequency sources, and they were all close to the door of the room.
Yinmeng exerted strength on her waist and lifted her legs up so that she would not be able to see herself through the gap while standing at the door.
"Squeak! Crunch! Squeak! Crunch!..."
It all started with a quick and painful scream, and then there was the sound of biting and chewing, and then the scream Stop, then, the next round.
I think of the two fertilizer bags that my uncle and Daqiang carried back and the mouse I found in the thermos bottle last night.
A picture reappeared in Yinmeng's mind:
Behind the door of a room stood Daqiang, and behind the door of another room stood side by side uncles and aunts;
They kept reaching out and grabbing the fertilizer bags from their hands. Catch a live mouse and bring it to your mouth to eat.
Suddenly, the sounds disappeared collectively.
The meal is over.
......
In the early morning, after Li Zhuiyuan came downstairs, Xue's father and Xue's mother warmly entertained him for breakfast.
They are really enthusiastic. The staple food for breakfast is actually rice, and they also cook three hot dishes.
It was Runsheng's way of lighting incense while eating, which made them feel a little strange.
Li Zhuiyuan explained that Runsheng often fell ill when he was a child. A traveling Taoist priest said that he had to spend a month every year to eat delicious food for every meal to ensure that he would not get sick or suffer any disaster.
Xue's father and Xue's mother were amazed and praised the Taoist priest for being so powerful.
After all, with Runsheng's physique standing here, there is no trace of being frail and sickly.
After the meal, Li Zhuiyuan asked Runsheng to go out and ask people, focusing on the area near the canteen.
He himself was sitting in the yard chatting with Dad Xue, while Ma Xue was washing clothes. She even enthusiastically brought Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng's changes of clothes to help wash them.
Dad Xue was having a great time chatting. At this moment, even apart from his own son, he liked this boy very much.
And Li Zhuiyuan is indeed capable of making someone happy.
He has been learning this skill since he was a child, but later, especially after receiving the call from Li Lan, he no longer wanted to continue pretending, at least to strangers. .
After leaving Taiye’s house to go to college, he would only become more indifferent to outsiders.
It’s not intentional, it’s just that I’m too lazy to continue acting.
But this old skill that was born from the mother's womb has not been lost.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Runsheng came back, but no one was found.
"Brother Runsheng, go to the canteen and call Brother Binbin, then call the store and ask if they have called the store."
"Okay. "
Run Sheng went out, and Li Zhuiyuan began to try to guide Xue's father to talk about the "Young Expedition Team".
It can be seen that Dad Xue doesn't really want to talk about this, but in the end, he is still being talked out of.
After a while, Runsheng came back with a message:
“Xiaoyuan, I can’t get through. The paging station can’t get through. I’ve called all the numbers I remember, but still can’t get through.
The phone number is good, and the lady at the canteen called the county wholesaler in front of me to order a batch of goods. "
"Brother Runsheng, go to the shops on the main street and ask, and ask the bosses to help keep an eye on it. Then go to a crowded place in the town... It's the river bank where Dad Xue took us yesterday. Corridor, it’s close to the gate arch and it’s an obvious location.”
“Okay.”
Runsheng went out again.
Li Zhuiyuan continues to stay here.
He didn’t do it to be lazy. Firstly, he wanted to continue to talk to Dad Xue. Secondly, he had to stay here and wait for Yinmeng and Binbin to come to his door.
"Uncle Xue, your family should be famous in the town, right?"
"That's not true." Dad Xue puffed up his chest proudly, "Who told me to have a good son? , my family always contributes a lot to building roads and bridges in the town.”
In fact, Li Zhuiyuan also asked for nothing, because as soon as he entered the town, he asked the aunt at the canteen. The aunt didn't even care about the shop and took them directly to Xue's house very enthusiastically.
This not only means that the Xue family is well-known in the town, but also means that they are also very popular.
Run Sheng came back: "Xiaoyuan, I've already asked and said hello. I also asked him to help pay attention to the storyteller in the corridor."
"Have you paid? "
"Ah... I have the money in my bag and I didn't bring it with me when I went out. Can I take the money and give it out now?"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you give it or not."
Runsheng asked: "Xiaoyuan, did something happen to us?"
After all, the phone couldn't be reached, And it seems to be aimed at himself.
However, Runsheng is missing a link, which is to find the home where Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng currently live, because these two lines were not clear when everyone set out.
If you don’t face it directly... If you can’t find the family’s experience, your understanding of the situation will not be so in-depth.
But Li Zhuiyuan can switch perspectives here, because he has been sitting here for so long, and neither Yinmeng nor Binbin has come to the door, which means another possibility.
Run Sheng: "Xiaoyuan, Binbin and Mengmeng, did something happen on the road that delayed us and couldn't come over?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head:
" I think they are already in this town.”
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There will be another chapter during the day tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)