Chapter 76 Her Photo (Please subscribe, please vote)
He Wenzhi thought to himself.
According to the story, there were nine people in that family.
So...
If that story is true, does that mean there are at least nine ghosts in this village?
How many ghosts are crying at the bottom of the well in the middle of the night?
He was also wandering in the woods in the middle of the night, as if he was looking for something, maybe she was that woman, right?
Thinking of this, He Wenzhi's eyes flashed and lit up.
"Young man, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly become so excited? The way you smile..."
The old man saw the sudden change in He Wenzhi's expression, It was okay at first, it felt like it was just a smile.
Who knew, the more he laughed, the more wrong he became. In the end, he even felt scared in his heart and started to get hairy.
Even the black dog beside the bench that had been sitting next to He Wenzhi shook his head after seeing this scene.
This change in expression made the dog feel like he was a different person. If the smell hadn't remained the same, he would have barked.
Finally, the black dog stood up and lay down on the side.
This human suddenly gave it a very bad feeling. It might be seriously ill. It would be better to stay away at this time.
Animal intuition is quite keen.
"Ah? It's okay, I just thought of some happy things." He Wenzhi hurriedly calmed down his expression.
My brother smiled awkwardly: "Yes...is it...?"
Then your [happy thing] seems to be really not an ordinary happy thing...
He Wenzhi also laughed, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason.
It seems like I need to find time to learn the skill of [expression management].
"Brother, have you heard the cry in the well? And the woman and child wandering in the woods in the middle of the night, have you seen it?" He Wenzhi asked.
"No." The old man shook his head: "I rarely stay at home at night. I often take things to the town overnight to sell them. When I get back, it's already dawn.
How about I was at the entrance of the village just now? , I can’t meet you either.”
He Wenzhi nodded and was curious about what he was selling, so he had to rush there all night.
My brother said it depends on the season.
When he is busy with farm work in the fields, he will make handicrafts, such as bamboo hats, and sell them in the town at night, so that he will not delay his work during the day.
If you are really tired, you don’t have to rest during the day, so it won’t have any impact.
Then if the crops in the fields are harvested, he will also take those vegetables to the town to sell.
You have to go earlier to sell vegetables, because the people who collect vegetables arrive early. If you go late and they collect other people's vegetables, no one will collect his vegetables. .
And because the road out of the village is not easy to walk, he almost never walks at night. Most of the time he will set out in the evening when the sun has not set and it does not affect his vision.
Then he took He Wen up to the second floor to have a look. There were many processed bamboo slices and paper soaked in sycamore oil. These were used to make bucket hats. Material.
My brother also told He Wenzhi that the paper umbrellas in the past could also be made from the paper soaked in sycamore oil.
If necessary, he will also make some and sell them, anyway, it is all to make money.
…………
The whole morning passed like this.
At noon, my brother cooked several dishes. Among them, he dug bamboo shoots in the mountains by himself in the spring, and then made them into dried bamboo shoots.
Now use these dried bamboo shoots to fry meat, it tastes very good.
He said that he dug a lot at the beginning, and there is still a lot stored in the warehouse upstairs. If He Wenzhi likes it, and when the time comes to leave, he will give some to He Wenzhi.
He Wenzhi didn't refuse. The bamboo shoots tasted really good, but he didn't intend to take them for free. He would naturally give them money when the time came.
The two chatted while eating and drank some wine.
After dinner, I went back to the room to rest for a while, then put on my raincoat and went outside to collect the vegetables.
After working for several hours, he returned to the house until the space behind the tricycle was full.
While there was still time, he went upstairs to rest for a while.
After dinner in the evening, he chatted with He Wenzhi for a few words and gave instructions to the black dog again.
"There are guests at home today, so I won't take you there. You take care of the home and protect the guests, do you understand?"
"Woof!"
The black dog barked, and two His eyes were wide open and his slender tail was wagging.
The old man looked at He and asked: "Young man, if you are hungry at night, you can go to the room on the left upstairs. Rice and some dry goods are put in there. You can make something to eat by yourself. .
If you want to sleep, that room is the guest room. You can sleep there. My conditions are limited, so you will make do with it.”
He pointed to the room on the right side of the first floor.
He Wenzhi took a look and saw that it was quite simple inside, with just a bed and a table, and nothing else.
After explaining this, he put on his raincoat and left the village.
In order to make a living, he could not stop for a day.
The black dog glanced at He Wenzhi, and sent the old man to the road outside the village in the rain, and then ran back again in the rain.
After shaking off the water at the door, the black dog came to the stove and started a fire.
He Wenzhi looked around the house and saw that the old man left immediately, leaving him a stranger at home.
What a big heart! Aren't you afraid that I'll knock down the whole house for him?
“I don’t understand.” He Wenzhi shook his head and sat beside the stove.
I don’t know what’s going on, maybe it’s because it’s been raining heavily without stopping, and I always feel that the temperature is a bit low.
Fortunately, He Wenzhi was physically strong, so a few degrees cooler temperature had no effect on him.
I just feel like something is wrong. Have you forgotten something?
"It seems that my brother said he would take me to the village to ask about Daoist Wang, right?" He Wenzhi opened his mouth.
Maybe I forgot because I was busy working, and the rain didn’t stop.
Looking outside, there was no one around, and the doors and windows of every house were closed.
In this way, until about seven o'clock in the night, the heavy rain finally stopped.
He Wenzhi sat in the house for a while and looked at the village that was completely plunged into darkness.
Just when he was still hesitating, he saw the lights on in the house with mud walls not far away, and the light shone through the window.
“Isn’t this the house that my brother mentioned during the day where Wang Daozhang lived before?”
He Wenzhi thought for a while, stood up and prepared to go over and take a look.
Just when he was about to step out of the house, the black dog that had been lying down suddenly stood up.
“Woof woof woof!”
It kept barking at He Wenzhi, but He Wenzhi couldn’t understand what it meant.
After just one glance, He Wenzhi walked out.
The black dog was still barking at the door. Finally, seeing He Wenzhi walking further and further away, it hurriedly followed him.
But at this time, it stopped barking, but followed quietly, with very light steps.
Walking on the muddy road that has been soaked by heavy rain, every time you take a step, you can hear the sound of the soles of your feet stepping on the water.
Perhaps because the whole village is surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are no stars and moon in the night sky, only thick black clouds, the village looks unusually dark.
Except for the red brick house where He Wenzhi lives now, only the house with earthen walls opposite has lights on.
As for the other houses, all the doors and windows were closed. I didn’t see any door or window open all day long, and I didn’t see anyone else except that old man. appeared.
It feels like this village is dead, a deserted village.
He Wenzhi walked cautiously towards the house with earthen walls. The night wind after the rain blew gently, carrying heavy moisture. It felt sticky and very uncomfortable when it blew on people's bodies. Comfortable.
The black dog followed quietly, its two eyes glowing green in the dark night.
When he got closer, He Wenzhi found that the old cracked wooden door of this earth-walled house was ajar.
Through the open door crack, you can see part of the environment inside.
In the innermost position against the wall, there is a brown wooden table with many bottles and cans and an old bamboo basket on it.
There is a photo frame on the other side of the table. There are three people in the photo.
A kind-hearted old lady, a thin middle-aged man, and a little girl who looks very cute.
But when He Wenzhi saw the little girl's face clearly, his heart skipped a beat.
Although there are some differences in appearance due to the passage of time, it can still be seen through that photo.
That little girl is Han Yumeng!
"Why is her photo here?" (End of Chapter)