Chapter 129
Wei Zhengdao?
"Is he not dead yet?"
If Wei Zhengdao had not died, Li Zhuiyuan would have been very disappointed.
Because all the guys he saw who had a life span beyond the limit of human beings, without exception, had become neither humans nor ghosts.
The one in Wanjiang Underground Palace, Yu Xuzi from Zhengmen Village, including the "it" who is talking to him now, are all like this.
The young man has read Wei Zhengdao's books and likes Wei Zhengdao's style between the lines.
This is a very narcissistic guy, a person who is not bound by rules and likes to wander wildly on the edge of taboos.
Li Zhuiyuan would not admit that he admired him, but he could not deny that he admired him very much.
I am willing to dig out his story step by step, explore the footprints he left, and uncover his life.
But the young man didn't want to see him still alive, living a humble, dirty and twisted life.
He should die. He who dies normally is the perfect Wei Zhengdao.
This feeling is just like the attitude of the three disciples named Xue, Zheng and Zeng towards their master Yu Xuzi. Yu Xuzi, who sacrificed his life to seal the monster, is the master they recognize and respect in their hearts.
It: "I don't know..."
"You don't know if he is still alive, but you asked me to kill him?"
"Am I still alive..."
"But just because you are alive, it does not mean that he is still alive."
"What if..."
"Don't you think your 'what if' thing is ridiculous?"
"You have indeed grown up and dared to talk to me like this..."
"I'm just telling the truth."
"Is it the confidence that walking on the river gave you or the broken tablets of those two families..."
It knows the Qin and Liu families.
It and the Qin and Liu families were not born in the same era.
But because of the water monkey incident, it broke its slumber, opened its eyes, and turned over, and indirectly became the "earth temple" guarding this place, preventing other evil spirits from approaching or even being born.
Then it is impossible for it not to sense the Qin Liu family living in the same village with it.
Thinking about it, Grandma Liu should also be aware of its existence.
It's just that one is in self-isolation and waiting for the years to completely wear him down, and the other is hiding from the world and praying for some luck to treat his granddaughter's illness.
There is indeed no reason or necessity for conflict to break out between the two sides.
There is no need to even communicate. They sense each other and know that the other party exists, so there is no need to proceed to the next step.
And,
It really doesn't want to cause trouble.
It's not that I don't dare, it's that I'm lazy.
There were nearly twenty people in the Water Monkey, and he peeled them off as soon as he told them to. If he had even raised his head to look up one more time, he and Run Sheng would have become boiled shrimps on the dinner plate.
Therefore, when Li Zhuiyuan came back, he was willing to go to Big Beard's Bazi to offer a sacrifice to it.
Before Li Zhuiyuan could answer, he spoke again:
"If I wasn't ridiculous, how could I be deceived by him..."
"I'm just a ridiculous fool..."
"A hopeless fool..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you need me to try to comfort you?"
"You can try..."
"Thank you for bringing peace to this area."
"Thank you for wiping your ass..."
"So be it."
Because of the little Huangying incident, I saw another side of the world. I found those books in the basement of my grandfather's house and officially started.
Li Zhuiyuan once studied this dirt accumulation theory.
If you want to stop walking across the river, you still need to light up the lamp again and admit defeat. Grandma Liu's special method of living in seclusion also has to be careful to avoid contamination of cause and effect. At that time, she was reading and studying, and the influence of her grandfather's luck around her caused a wave of dirty things nearby. A wave.
During that time, it felt like Nantong was full of dead and evil spirits, and there was no time to fish them out.
Therefore, it cannot be wrong to say that it is wiping its own butt.
Because at that time, I didn't know how to hide and didn't know the cause and effect. I was like a child holding a real gun in my hand.
"Help me kill Wei Zhengdao..."
"If he is still alive..."
"I said you are very similar to him and you also learned his black book..."
"If he is still alive, the river will push him and you closer to each other..."
"Just because I am still alive, I don't want him to be alive..."
"I hate him..."
"But I don't want him to live as ugly as me..."
Hearing this, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly understood what the other party was thinking.
Because its thoughts are, to a certain extent, the same as mine.
It hates Wei Zhengdao, but it doesn't want the Wei Zhengdao it hates to become depraved and dirty.
Li Zhuiyuan could only sigh in his heart: Wei Zhengdao's personality charm is indeed strong.
Even those who have hated him for nearly a thousand years hope that his image will be intact.
"If I meet him, I will kill him, but not to help you, or even to have anything to do with you."
"Thank you..."
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and looked behind him.
A man stood there, but his face kept changing.
At first it was the uncles and aunties in the village, then they were crazy, playful, cold, stupid...
It chooses to suppress itself under the peach forest, knowing that it is a disaster. It may forget who it is many times.
But it still remembers Wei Zhengdao.
"As a thank you, I can be one of the waves before you call yourself the Dragon King..."
"Lang, can we still arrange it like this?"
When he asked this question, Li Zhuiyuan actually already had the answer in his heart.
It should...can be arranged this way.
Isn't it also a trick under the rules to look for waves in advance to deal with the evil spirits in advance?
Heaven is ruthless because it only requires one outcome.
You have the ability to kill this evil spirit, even if you persuade it to commit suicide willingly, it is because of your eloquence and your ability.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can persuade the ghost king to turn around and bring him under his tent. This is also a great magical power of Buddhism.
The dishes made by Yin Meng can make Xie Sui explode with deliciousness.
Ideas can actually be opened and opened again.
This one under the peach forest is really qualified to become a wave, and it is a big wave in the later stage. After stepping on it, you are really not far from becoming the Dragon King.
Applying the idea of your own "question maker", it is equivalent to just completing all the previous questions yourself, and then there will be a big question that will give you points at the end.
Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized that he had further removed a layer of mystery from "walking across the river", making it even more boring.
It: "What he was best at back then was making the treacherous river water and the mysterious way of heaven seem boring..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "..."
The man began to back away, withdrawing from the crowd and walking down the dam.
Li Zhuiyuan chased after him and stopped at the bank, watching the man walk step by step towards the pond in his dream. In reality, this place was already a peach forest.
When the man's figure submerged into the pond, it suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.
At this moment, its face changed into its original appearance.
With white hair on the temples, he is old and young at the same time. He is in line with the aesthetics of men in that era. He is very soft, free and elegant.
However, its gaze seemed particularly deep and somewhat doubtful:
"Apart from the one I gave you, have you read other books by Wei Zhengdao..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "If I have the chance, I really want to read more of Wei Zhengdao's books."
"His books are all written on Buddhist paper, that is, human skin. Do you know why..."
"Why?"
It stretched out its hand, pinched the flesh on the side of its face, and gently pulled it outward.
"Crack!"
Its face was broken, and a woman's face appeared underneath. The woman's face was still squirming, as if it wanted to break out impatiently.
It doesn't matter because it's used to it.
"He had suspected that his infinite blasphemy against the way of heaven would eventually arouse the true disgust of the way of heaven..."
"Then what?"
"Be careful that God himself peels off this human skin from your body..."
It sank into the pond.
This dream also began to darken, which was a sign that it was coming to an end.
The villagers who were watching the white-collar team's performance, including Pan Zileizi and others, stopped cheering, the sound began to drop, and Little Oriole stopped dancing and singing, and put down the microphone in her hand.
This dream performance is coming to an end.
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked back, pushed away the crowd, and stood back at the very back.
The sky is getting darker and darker.
Everyone's faces were gradually hidden.
Little Huangying stretched out her hand towards Li Zhuiyuan, wanting to touch this delicate boy who was obviously different from other children in the village just like that afternoon more than a year ago.
Her hand was placed on the boy's face.
"Do you still want to continue singing?"
Xiao Huangying hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work, help me take care of my grandfather."
Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
"Crack!"
In an instant, it was dawn again.
In the dream, everyone's faces became clear again, the cheers gradually increased from low to high, and the quiet environment returned to the hustle and bustle.
"Then play music, then dance."
……
There is nothing in this world where you can take advantage without paying any price. The wages that the grandfather paid to Xiao Huangying were obviously far from enough to pay for Xiao Huangying's efforts here.
So last night, Li Zhuiyuan made up for the salary.
This also resulted in a high mental expenditure due to maintaining the yin state.
I woke up late in the morning and my mind was still a little groggy.
But even so, when he was lying in bed, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes after waking up was to turn his head and look at the side of the bed, the desk, the door, and the chair.
The objects are there, but the girl is not.
Fortunately, although things have changed and people have changed, the girl can't fly far.
After getting out of bed, washing up, Li Zhuiyuan came downstairs.
Shuyou Lin bought a lot of drinks as gifts yesterday. They were his own stuff anyway, so he simply opened the box, took out a bottle, and drank a whole can before breakfast.
The intake of sugar made the boy's brain feel better.
"Xiao Yuanhou, you're awake, come and have breakfast."
"Grandma, where are the master and the others?"
"There is a factory owner in the east. His father has left and he is planning to do a lot of things. He wants a lot of tables, chairs, dishes, chopsticks, etc., and everything in the house has to go.
Your grandfather took Runshenghou, Zhuangzhuang and that classmate to deliver goods to others. ”
"Oh, I see."
The happiest thing for my grandfather is probably taking the family's mules to deliver goods.
There used to be one, then two, and now three, which gave me a sense of accomplishment as if I were playing the role of a landlord and re-building my family fortune.
Breakfast was porridge and pickles. Cui Guiying peeled two salted eggs for Li Zhuiyuan.
"Xiao Yuanhou, I'm afraid your great-grandfather and the others won't come back for dinner tonight. Can we go to grandma's house for dinner?"
"Okay."
"Yeah, okay, okay, okay, drink your porridge quickly, don't let it get cold."
While eating, Yin Meng came back.
"Good morning, Brother Xiaoyuan."
Cui Guiying just smiled when she heard this call, thinking it was a joke among young people, turned around and went to the kitchen to clean up.
Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Where did you go shopping?"
"Just take a walk, breathe in the fresh air, and catch some snakes, insects, rats, and ants."
Yinmeng picked up a fertilizer bag, but fortunately she knew Xiaoyuan was having breakfast, so she didn't open it.
“Nice Yaxing.”
"There are quite a lot of snakes in Nantong, and they are easy to catch. However, most of them are water snakes, which are not as poisonous as those in the mountains where I live."
"Do you want to go home?"
"I don't think so. I don't have any relatives at home."
"That's not true."
That Yin Changsheng is most likely still alive, but he should not be in the state of becoming an immortal.
In other words, from the perspective of the ancients, that state was no different from becoming an immortal.
That fairy-like fairy setting itself was formed after generations of artistic processing.
"Is it my family's ancestral land? To be honest, I really want to visit it. At least I can go there and pay homage to my grandfather."
Even if Yin Meng wants to go home to worship her ancestors, she can't find the grave.
"We will go, and it won't be long."
Li Zhuiyuan finished breakfast.
Yin Meng stood up and wanted to help clean up, but Li Zhuiyuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks first and walked to the kitchen.
In the afternoon, Tan Wenbin called through Aunt Zhang's canteen, and Yinmeng went to answer it.
After receiving the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, the factory owner also asked Li Sanjiang to sit down for a meal, and he would probably be busy until night before going back.
Tan Wenbin asked Li Zhuiyuan if he was coming, and they had a lot of fun together.
Li Zhuiyuan refused, and Yinmeng didn't go either.
In the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan sat on a wicker chair on the second floor terrace, enjoying the wind and looking at the scenery.
Yinmeng started to work in her old profession. The materials were all prepared in advance. She started making the coffin according to the drawings.
Although with the promotion of cremation, coffin shops have gradually become a sunset industry, but at least now, if you make it, as long as the price is right, you really don't have to worry about selling it in the village.
The elderly have a deep obsession with this. Even after some people are cremated, the urn must be placed in the coffin for burial.
Shithuzi and the others knew that Brother Yuanzi was back, so they came together as a group to visit, and they also brought some snacks and stickers of their own as small gifts. They were not valuable, but they were not empty-handed, and they also brought out the best they could. Nice latest stuff.
Before, they were really poor.
It's not because the family is in such a bad situation, but because the four uncles leave their children with Li Weihan and Cui Guiying. They are afraid that they will be taken advantage of, so they rarely give the children anything, and pocket money is only given during the New Year.
Now that the grandparents are helping Li Sanjiang, the family no longer has a school, which actually makes the brothers have more money.
At least I have the time and energy to spend time with my parents.
Li Zhuiyuan accepted their gifts and led them to Aunt Zhang's canteen as before.
Shitou Huzi and the others were so happy that they raised their hands and cheered non-stop, calling their friends and showing off all the way.
"Now, this is my brother Yuanzi."
"My brother Yuanzi is back!"
"Brother Yuanzi took us to Aunt Zhang's place to buy things, hum!"
They had expected this scene when they arrived.
Children always have an unusual fondness and expectation for people who are willing and willing to spend money for them. Well, adults actually do the same.
In the past, everyone used to eat at grandma's house just to keep themselves full. The arrival of Jingli Yuanzi's brother really added a beautiful memory to them.
Moreover, Brother Yuanzi is very generous, and Nai will secretly give him pocket money, but every time Brother Yuanzi gets pocket money, he takes everyone to spend it together.
In fact, there is really not much money. Even if Li Lan sends money regularly, Cui Guiying cannot stuff too much money into her children.
However, all the good things in childhood will be magnified, and they will talk about it again and again when they grow up, because... sometimes it is really boring when they grow up.
Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming with the Li brothers and sisters, Aunt Zhang also smiled.
Li Zhuiyuan asked the brothers to choose their own items and he would pay the bill.
There are no expensive things for sale in the canteen, and these little brothers and sisters know it well and won't take too much.
The boys generally choose an instant noodle, which contains Water Margin cards, which can be collected and used to play card games.
The girls were not interested in this, but after the boys' persuasion and bargaining, they also chose the instant noodles and gave the card to their brothers.
This bag of instant noodles is really not cheap for children. After taking this, even if Li Zhuiyuan took the initiative to let them choose some more, they didn't reach out.
In the end, Li Zhuiyuan asked Aunt Zhang to put some snacks and hairpin bows that girls like in a bag, and let them take them for themselves, which caused another burst of cheers from everyone.
After settling the bill, Shitou Huzi and the others couldn't wait to open the bag, take out the cards inside, compare with each other which Water Margin hero you chose, and then immediately call other friends in the village to get together in groups and fight. Got the card.
First put the cards on the wall and let them fly down. The one that flies the farthest can be picked up and played with other cards. As long as it is knocked over, the card belongs to you.
Whoever has the most cards is the "rich man" in the village and is the envy of the children.
Some children have already lost, so they can only stand aside silently, open the seasoning packet, pour it into the instant noodles bag, shake it vigorously, and chew it while watching other children continue to beat.
Shitou also took out his own inventory and said that he could lend it to Brother Yuanzi so that Brother Yuanzi could also participate.
Li Zhuiyuan refused.
Although he is not much older than them, he insists on practicing the basic skills. His strength is not small now, and he is also good at controlling strength. If he participates in this kind of game, he can "get rich" quickly.
Aunt Zhang leaned on the counter with her elbows, watching the children in the corner playing enthusiastically, and couldn't help but smile:
“I really don’t know what’s so fun about this kind of game.”
Li Zhuiyuan smiled shyly at Aunt Zhang and did not answer.
The fun thing may not be the cards, but the feeling of a group of friends getting together to focus on one thing.
The latter is irreplaceable. As for the former, even if it is not this Water Margin card...
Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the cigarette cabinet behind Aunt Zhang. Even if the Water Margin cards were replaced with cigarette cases, the children could still have a great time.
After leaving Aunt Zhang's canteen, I returned to Grandpa's house and found Cuicui here.
She brought her homework and wanted to ask questions.
Cuicui's academic performance was very good, and Li Zhuiyuan knew that this was just an excuse for her to come and play with him.
After he taught her two questions, Cuicui began to do her homework on her own. Li Zhuiyuan sat on the bench, looking at the scenery in the distance, savoring it carefully, feeling it carefully, and trying to remember it.
Not long ago, when I was taking Professor Zhu’s ideological and political class at the university, Professor Zhu cited the example of Jiangsu’s decades of mobilizing the masses to challenge rivers in order to explain a theory.
Li Zhuiyuan has personally experienced this example.
Later, he asked students in other provinces in the class that similar large-scale private projects were being carried out across the country.
One of the classmates from Inner Mongolia said that since he was a child, he would follow his parents to press grass and solidify sand.
Students who have never lived in a desert or near a desert didn't understand what it meant. The student from Inner Mongolia tried his best to describe it, but couldn't explain it clearly. In the end, it was Professor Zhu himself who explained this principle to everyone in detail.
The old professor is very knowledgeable, and he doesn't mind if his ideological and political courses go astray.
Li Zhuiyuan benefited greatly from this lesson, but of course, the benefit did not lie in desert management.
His emotional state is similar to that of a desert, and the biggest problem or the most direct management problem of the desert is not the lack of water, but the inability to store water and fix the sand.
It's like every time I control the evil spirits, their extreme emotional awareness enters my heart, and I can only experience and feel it like watching fireworks. It's over... it's over.
Because I can't keep it.
The sand must be fixed first to prevent it from moving and being buried in a large area, and then specific grass species and tree species must be selected and planted as the initial foundation. Only then can the desert be turned into an oasis slowly and step by step.
My hometown, this village, the rice fields and the people in the village are the hay I use to fix the sand.
Ali and Taiye were the first seeds planted in his circle of sand, and then he planted Runsheng, Binbin, and Mengmeng one by one.
He originally didn't understand the principle of sand fixation because he had never learned it, but in practice, he actually did this. Now that he knows the principle, he can do things more clearly.
With them by their side, this barren desert of ours will gradually turn into an oasis in the future.
Li Lan also has a desert, but her approach is as naive as a layman's. She hopes to directly plant a tree called "Son" so that it can thrive in the desert and provide her with shade and shelter.
So, what a stupid mom.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands, pressed his temples, and said in his mind:
You can’t think like this, you can’t think like this, it’s easy to get sick if you think like this.
Alas,
Li Lanzhen was a stumbling block on the road to recovery.
Cuicui did her homework for a while, then looked up at Li Zhuiyuan who was sitting next to her.
The young man is looking at the scenery, and at the same time, the young man is also the scenery in the eyes of others.
After Cuicui finished her homework, she chatted with Li Zhuiyuan about school affairs for a while. It could be heard that she was trying to make the things she found interesting as interesting as possible.
She also told Li Zhuiyuan that the host who asked her grandmother to write a couplet this morning specially rode to the door to thank her, and even brought relatives in the village to order another batch.
Because when the batch of couplets taken here earlier were put together with the cardboard boxes and paper figurines to be burned as sacrifices, the couplets made a "crackling" sound as soon as they caught fire, and then smoke rose even more!
Relatives and friends all praised him, saying that his filial piety touched his deceased ancestors, who would keep his family safe.
After Li Zhuiyuan heard this, he was slightly startled, then relieved.
He never thought that the sealing couplet he wrote could have such an effect, but it was normal to have such an effect.
Cuicui went home.
For dinner, Li Zhuiyuan took Yinmeng to his grandma's house for dinner.
The four uncles and aunts also came, and grandma Cui Guiying prepared two tables of food.
The two of them secretly had this reunion dinner while Li Sanjiang was not at home. If Li Sanjiang was here, he would definitely be scolded.
But sometimes parents are like this. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Both sides of giving and receiving seem to feel that it is natural.
Li Weihan drank more wine and said to Li Zhuiyuan with red eyes:
"Xiao Yuanhou, your grandpa, me, and your grandma can't help you. But when you grow up, you have to respect your grandpa. Your grandpa is really good to you."
Li Weihan said that Li Sanjiang took the initiative to urge others to pay the final payment, and also urged the speed of paper-making at home. He, who had long given up his front-line work, has started to make paper-making again these days.
Because he had to give money to his great-grandson who was in college, but he couldn't let Yao'er be looked down upon by his classmates because he had no money in his pocket.
In fact, he doesn't need to earn this money, because Li Lan will pay the living expenses every month.
However, Li Sanjiang didn't allow Li Weihan to send the money to Li Zhuiyuan, saying that she didn't want her, so she shouldn't use her money, otherwise she wouldn't be able to give her a good look when she saw her later. Confidence.
After the meal, Li Zhuiyuan refused Li Weihan's greeting because his grandfather drank too much.
Yin Meng took a flashlight and went home with Li Zhuiyuan wrapped in the moon.
After arriving home, it took a while before Taiye, Zhuangzhuang and the others came back.
Today's fasting event was very lively, the factory owner was willing to spend money, and the grandpa held a sermon and gave a vigorous performance to pray for the boss's father.
Shuyou Lin also participated enthusiastically and gave a performance by officials and generals.
However, knowing that he had a bad temper after opening his face, he didn't let him open his face. Instead, he found a mask and put it on him.
I have never seen Guan Jiangshou before, and everyone gathered to watch during the performance. In addition, Shuyou Lin is very good at both physical and mental skills, and he also performed many difficult moves.
In conjunction with Taiye's opening of the altar, it can be regarded as an exchange of folk customs between the two places.
The factory owner was very happy and gave him an extra red envelope before leaving.
The grandpa and Shuyou Lin broke up. Shuyou Lin didn't want it at first, but the grandpa slapped him several times and told him that it wasn't just for you, so you should take it.
Before going to bed, Li Zhuiyuan entered his grandfather's house and chatted with him for a while.
Li Sanjiang actually had nothing to talk about, but he didn't want to spend this time together, so he simply told Li Zhuiyuan a story.
He also talked about his time as a corpse mover in Shanghai. As he talked, he mentioned that one night, he originally thought he was carrying a dead person, but he hadn't died yet and his body was still bleeding, as if He was shot, and someone seemed to be chasing him, so he carried the person five or six miles away in one breath...
Next, there's the purring.
Grandpa told this story so well that he put himself to sleep.
Sitting and eating during the day, I must have drank a lot of wine.
Li Zhuiyuan first helped his uncle empty and clean the beverage can he used as an ashtray, put it back on the bedside table, and covered his uncle with a quilt.
Before leaving, I took a look at the tiles on the floor of my grandpa's room, and I couldn't help but recall the time when my grandpa drew the transportation formation for myself here.
Grandpa's transportation formation is different every time he draws it.
Li Zhuiyuan bit his lip with a smile on his face.
I tried hard and laughed, but I still couldn't.
The young man was not discouraged. He felt that maybe a simple knowing smile would be enough at this moment.
It seems that normal people would not suddenly recall something interesting and burst into laughter.
After leaving the master's room and preparing to go back to the house, there was a slow cold wind.
Only this time, the evil wind was a little too weak.
Li Zhuiyuan looked down. Outside the dam, the little yellow warbler was standing there.
Originally, Li Zhuiyuan felt that Xiao Huangying didn't want to sing tonight and just came to say good night to him.
But a closer look revealed that the figure of the little yellow warbler was constantly leaning forward and backward toward the dam, and then leaning forward and backward again.
This shows that she still wants to sing and perform tonight.
The reason why she didn't come up directly to the house like last night was because there was an official and general lying on the first floor.
When she came yesterday, she always picked the two times when Shuyou Lin was away.
Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.
It took him a whole day to recover before his head recovered.
Xiao Huangying seemed to have discovered Li Zhuiyuan. She raised her head and looked at the young man standing on the second floor. At the same time, she accelerated her forward and backward swings. It seemed like urging, but also like pleading.
Li Zhuiyuan really couldn't refuse.
Last night was regarded as compensation for previous wages, so tonight must be regarded as an advance for future wages.
I won't be returning to school until the day after tomorrow, so I will most likely have to continue singing for Little Huangying tomorrow night.
If you have a headache, just have a headache. With Little Oriole in this home, it is just like the Baojia Xianer in the Northeast.
Moreover, it's not like I haven't asked others for help before. Last time, I even used someone as a telephone pole to apologize to Ali.
Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs. Uncle Shan had already gone home. There were three coffins in the corner of the first floor, one each for Runsheng, Binbin and Lin Shuyou.
No wonder Yinmeng was anxious to make a new coffin today, and didn't rush to paint it after it was done. It turned out that last night she saw that Runsheng and Tan Wenbin both had coffins, and Shuyou Lin also wanted them.
This guy, when he doesn't show his face, has such a shy and irritating attitude that normal people can't stand it.
The three of them had accompanied Li Sanjiang out for a day and were all tired. They were now competing to see who could snore louder, especially since they were all lying in coffins. The speakers were playing a symphony.
When Li Zhuiyuan passed by the first floor, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin's snoring became quieter. They must have become alert in their sleep, but they soon heard whose footsteps their footsteps were, and the snoring returned to intensity. .
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This is not a difficult task, because many students can quickly distinguish the sound of their father's wheels, engine, footsteps, and keychain.
However, Shuyou Lin's snoring did not change much.
Li Zhuiyuan walked under the dam and stretched out his hand.
The little yellow warbler stopped swaying and stood there, looking at the boy.
Li Zhuiyuan understood what she meant and turned around.
Soon, a pair of cold hands rested on his shoulders.
Li Zhuiyuan took a step forward, and she followed suit.
It seemed like we were back to the beginning. The difference was that there was no grandfather in front of us to lead the way, and I no longer had to hold the incense burner in my hand.
Moreover, I can easily bear this cold feeling now.
The road on the dam was also easier to walk than last time. It was no longer full of potholes, one foot deep and one foot shallow. When Li Zhuiyuan was walking in front, he could feel the little oriole twisting as he followed.
She loves beauty, and she is really sexy.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with showing off your own style and charm, but although the current trend is gradually opening up, it has not yet reached that level. If Xiao Huangying was born ten or twenty years later, she might still be a conservative one. kind.
When entering the first floor, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were still snoring. Anyway, as long as the footsteps of Li Zhuiyuan and the absence of calls for help or other movements would trigger their sensitive nerves.
But there was a man who sat up from the coffin in his sleep.
He opened his eyes, his pupils erect.
It's White Crane Boy!
Maybe it's because even though Shuyou Lin didn't officially get up today, he did a whole set of warm-up moves over and over again, which caused him to suddenly get excited when he was sleeping, and he inexplicably succeeded in getting up.
No wonder Lin Shuhui was regarded as a genius in the lineage of officials and generals in his hometown temple.
Behind him, Xiao Huangying grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's shoulder hand and began to exert force.
Her body was also trembling, showing a "flowering and blooming" appearance that belonged to death.
The boy did not dare to look at the man under the peach forest.
But Xiao Huangying was obviously not one of them, and the boy felt that he could do it again.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the boy and made a mouth shape:
"Sleep."
The boy got out of the coffin and tried to stand up.
Li Zhuiyuan's eyes narrowed with a clear warning.
Originally, the improvement and reform of the system of assistant officers and generals was just a convenience and not the main goal. Especially after he had doubled the number of times he had helped Shuyou Lin hold up the quill, and the boy had shown his attitude of being submissive, Li Zhuiyuan did not The motivation continues.
But if you are disobedient and insist on confronting me, then I will concentrate on studying it carefully.
The boy stood up halfway, then sat back down, and then lay back down again.
He was really afraid.
In the past, even if he met other river walkers or even faced the Dragon King, to be honest, as a Yin god, he had nothing to be afraid of. At worst, the boy was killed and the temple was destroyed, and their merits were affected. acquisition progress.
But the person in front of him is really capable of turning the Yin and God series from gods worshiped aloft into mules and horses in the hands of a child.
This is really harder to accept than killing them.
The little yellow warbler seemed to be happy. Not only did she no longer tremble, but she also started to twist slightly.
Perhaps it was really because of the person under the peach forest who helped her share her pain. Her temperament was really similar to that of when she was alive.
Li Zhuiyuan got two bottles of drinks in the living room, then took her up the stairs, passed by the door of the grandfather's room, and led her into his room.
Walking to the bed, Xiao Huangying let go of the boy's hand and lay down on the bed.
She was lying very neatly, with her hands folded on her chest. Her face was as pale as if she had applied a thick layer of makeup, and her lips were rosy.
If this overly attractive black tight-fitting cheongsam were replaced by something more solemn, then this bed would be a standard morgue.
Li Zhuiyuan stood beside the bed, watching water drops dripping from the corner of the bed.
He pointed to the board above the bed, which was the top of the bed, and motioned for her to get up.
You made the whole bed wet like this, and I really can't sleep.
The little yellow warbler closed her eyes and remained unmoved.
Li Zhuiyuan nodded, simply pulled out the chair behind the desk, placed it beside the bed, sat on the chair, leaned back, and then.
"Crack!"
Snapped his fingers.
Based on the principle of helping others to send Buddha to the West, this is a new dream.
There was a wide stage, a huge banner, and the lower part was filled with well-dressed spectators like an auditorium.
Behind the scenes, backup dancers appeared, and expensive sound equipment was turned on.
Li Zhuiyuan moved his memory of the venue where his parents took him to watch the work party when he was a child to this place.
No way, he has a good memory, so he can restore the layout of all the furnishings.
At the same time, he has already mastered the techniques in Wei Zhengdao's black book.
So now, it is equivalent to Li Zhuiyuan changing Xiao Huangying's memory.
Only this time, it wasn't to control her.
Because she doesn’t need to control anything she wants to do, and she doesn’t put herself on guard.
If Wei Zhengdao knew that he was using his self-created secret skills in this way, even if he was really dead, he would probably be so angry that he would kick open the coffin board and pretend to be a dead body to fight with him.
However,
With his character, it’s really hard to tell.
It is also possible that after the corpse is faked, he will take the initiative to come over and listen to the concert with him, and maybe even take the initiative to go on stage to sing with Xiao Huangying.
At this time, Xiao Huangying stood on the stage, facing the microphone stand.
In the dream, she completely restored her appearance when she was alive.
She began to cry and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands.
She used to wipe her tears not in this way, but just wipe them directly with the back of her hand or her fingers, but now that this is a big stage after all, she has become more reserved.
She began to sing, her body moving to the rhythm.
The range of her dancing movements was no longer so wide, and she began to hold back, and her singing began to focus on the accent. Sometimes when she knew she was about to fail in singing and was about to break the note, she even knew to hand the microphone to the audience.
She is a little uncomfortable with this stage, but she enjoys it.
Li Zhuiyuan was sitting below, his head lowered.
He suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing, and that was that he had reproduced the scene in his memory too precisely.
So at this moment, the person sitting on his right was Li Lan.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to see her, so he waved his hand, and the seat next to him became empty.
As for the left side,
Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked over. There was a gentle and handsome man sitting there, applauding the performance on the stage.
This is my father.
He is always so warm and kind, without any of the problems of a big boy in the courtyard, and he is as gentle as jade in his dealings with others.
It was precisely because of these qualities that Li Lan chose him.
Of course, it must also be Li Lan whom he is pursuing crazily.
But Li Zhuiyuan knew very well that Li Lan had already set his sights on him before he pursued her.
He knew himself too well, and he also knew Li Lan too well. It was really easy for mother and son to want an outsider to like them.
In interpersonal communication, most of the time, the mother and son are actually equivalent to taking an open-book exam, and they are facing the answers.
Li Zhuiyuan took another look at his father. He was still very young. Li Lan's condition had not completely deteriorated. At least he could still stretch the skin on his face.
According to the timeline of this performance, in another year and a half, Li Lan will no longer be able to pretend anymore.
Then this man was tortured to the point of being out of shape. His beard was unruly, his eyes were red, and he was mentally confused. This was his normal state for a long time.
He loves Li Lan too much, and Li Lan knows how to hurt him too well.
The top level of cold violence in ordinary families is simply too low-level to be tolerated in one's own home.
Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan has no resentment at all about his father joining the geological survey team after his divorce and contacting him in the future.
Fortunately, my father still inherited the perseverance of Grandpa Dian Bei in his bones. A normal man would not be able to withstand this kind of mental torture and blow.
At this time, the song of the little yellow warbler ended.
The man stood up and cheered and applauded, causing a group of people nearby to stand up and express their enthusiasm and respect for the performers on the stage.
He is really like a little sun, with soft white light blooming on his body.
Just like that day in his memory, he lowered his head and looked at himself.
"Xiaoyuan, doesn't it sound good?"
"Well, it sounds good."
In my memory, next, I will imitate my father, stand up, cheer and applaud.
Li Lan, who was sitting by the sidelines, stared at him with a confused look.
It's good now, without the disappointed look.
Li Zhuiyuan stood up, followed the man, and applauded the little Huangying on the stage.
Little Huangying bowed to express her gratitude, and applause came one after another. She bowed several times in all directions below.
"Next, I will bring you a song..."Unforgettable Tonight"."
Everyone continued to applaud enthusiastically, and Li Zhuiyuan also applauded much more enthusiastically this time.
Since it's all "Unforgettable Tonight", Xiao Huangying plans to end it early this time.
Then you can have a good sleep.
When the accompaniment sounded, the venue fell into silence, and Li Zhuiyuan sat back.
"Tonight is unforgettable, tonight is unforgettable, no matter where the world ends, China embraces us thousands of miles apart..."
Facts have proved that Li Zhuiyuan was overthinking.
Xiao Huangying sang this song not to signal that the party was over and to leave, but because she was probably best at these songs.
After "Unforgettable Tonight" ended, Xiao Huangying continued to perform. In addition to singing, there was also her solo dance.
One show after another, tirelessly, with no end in sight, as if to fill up all the regrets of my life on this stage tonight.
Li Zhuiyuan sat below, holding his forehead with his hand and lowering his head:
"Oh, I have a headache..."
……
In the morning, everyone had breakfast on the dam.
Everyone else was there, except Li Zhuiyuan who didn't come down.
Li Sanjiang blamed himself: "Oh, I shouldn't have talked to Xiao Yuanhou for so long last night. I don't even know when I fell asleep."
Tan Wenbin smiled and said: "It must be that the bed at home is too comfortable and fragrant, so Xiaoyuan stays in bed."
After hearing this, Li Sanjiang also laughed: "That's right, I must sleep most comfortably at home."
After Tan Wenbin finished coaxing Uncle Li, he quickly scooped up the porridge in the bowl, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked upstairs.
Brother Xiaoyuan will stay in bed?
He knew how powerful Brother Xiaoyuan's schedule was. Even if he went to bed at five in the morning and the sky turned slightly white at 5:30, Brother Xiaoyuan would get up as soon as he said he wanted to.
After getting up late for two consecutive days and not having breakfast with everyone, Tan Wenbin was really worried that something had happened to Brother Xiao Yuan.
As soon as I walked to the door of Brother Xiao Yuan's room, I saw Brother Xiao Yuan opening the door and walking out.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Li Zhuiyuan felt his head was buzzing and numb.
He had never been so overdrafted in recent battles with Xie Sui.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to rest again?"
"No need."
"Uncle Li will take us to catch crabs later. Brother Xiaoyuan, will you go?"
"Go."
Although he doesn't want to move now, considering that he will go back to school tomorrow, he is unwilling to give up this time with his grandfather.
Washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast.
Li Zhuiyuan deliberately asked Tan Wenbin to bring him a few extra bottles of drinks to drink on the way.
This crab is not a hairy crab, but it is not small either.
And the method of catching them is also very simple. Just dig along the ditch and look at the crab holes everywhere.
This crab is not purely wild, it also has an owner, but Li Sanjiang said hello in advance.
It is not uncommon for relatives and friends in the village to give each other a bucket of crabs during the season, but even if they want to sell them, it is not that convenient.
Li Sanjiang gave a demonstration first, and then the boys took action.
Li Zhuiyuan stood next to Li Sanjiang and watched, occasionally applauding.
Runsheng is the most efficient at catching crabs. It seems that when he followed Uncle Shan, he caught many crabs flying in the sky and swimming in the water.
Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin were able to dig out enough, and they both had a lot in their buckets.
The least efficient one was Shuyou Lin. His agility was of no use at this time. Instead, his hand was pinched by crabs several times. His eyes widened in pain and he almost fell asleep.
Li Sanjiang watched from the side and couldn't bear it: "Why don't you forget it and focus on eating after the steaming is done. It hurts so much that you have cross-eyes again."
After catching crabs, Li Sanjiang took everyone to catch fish in the villagers' fish ponds.
The host's family looked on with laughter. When Li Sanjiang talked about money, the other party hurriedly waved his hands and said no, saying that Uncle Sanjiang was slapping himself in the face!
Li Sanjiang was just being polite, but he didn't actually pay for it.
People who live in the same village have a common understanding, and it is not necessary to use cash to exchange favors.
Because it was not time to release the water to collect the fish, the owner originally wanted to set up the net himself and wear rain pants to help catch the fish, but Li Sanjiang refused.
He patted Runsheng and said: "Marquis Runsheng, enter!"
Runsheng took off his clothes and shoes, jumped out of the fish pond, and soon surfaced again, holding a big and fat fish in each hand.
"Uncle Li, is that enough?"
"Enough is enough, fish soup drinker, who told you to catch it so fast."
The children were all back, and he wanted to take them to do some entertainment activities. Who knew that Runsheng was fast at catching crabs and fish, so he had to finish work and go home so early?
However, when Runsheng was getting dressed, Li Sanjiang came closer curiously and looked carefully at the circles on Runsheng's body.
"Runsheng, are you a cupper?"
"Ang, get rid of the moisture."
"Then you should have told me earlier. It's just a few days after cupping. It's not easy to drink cold water. It's easy to get cold."
"It's okay, Uncle Li."
Runsheng had sixteen coffin nails nailed into his body. The wounds had actually healed after they were removed, but the circular mark would not disappear for the time being.
With these valves in place, Runsheng could manage it even if he was asked to build a house in the river, let alone fish in the fish pond.
Next, Li Sanjiang took the guys to another family's house to catch chickens.
Li Sanjiang's family does not raise poultry. He dislikes the smell, and there is no manpower to take care of it. Anyway, there is a profitable business, so you can just buy it when you want to eat. These things are not expensive in the village.
Runsheng took the initiative to step forward again, but Li Sanjiang pushed him back, forbidding the big mule from continuing to attack.
Li Sanjiang: "Cross-eyed, you go catch the chicken."
Shuyou Lin is still waiting to see who is called "cross-eyed".
Only when he realized that everyone was looking at him did he realize that it was me who had cross-eyed eyes.
These chickens are semi-free range in large pens. They can run fast and can peck people. They are really not easy for ordinary people to catch.
However, Lin Shuyou was worthy of his own skills this time. Before the owner could open the railing and give him a net bag, he jumped into it. With a quick dash, he clasped the neck of the chicken that was running away with both hands. one.
Soon, he came back with two chickens.
Li Sanjiang looked at the sun, then at the two chickens, and could only nod helplessly.
He has no activities. There are only so many people in his family. He can't go to someone's house now and buy a pig in advance to kill the New Year pig, right?
Moreover, he vaguely noticed that these children seemed to have really grown up and changed a lot after coming back from Jinling.
If they really let them kill the pig, it doesn't seem like it would take much trouble.
After returning with the harvest, everyone participated in the processing of ingredients and helped to light the fire and cook, except Yinmeng.
Even Li Zhuiyuan picked up the brush and sat at the mouth of the well to brush the crabs with mud.
The dishes were served one after another, and everyone began to feast.
One by one, they were all full in the end. Even Runsheng patted his belly to indicate that he couldn't eat any more.
In the afternoon, everyone sat around the dam, eating and chatting.
Because Li Sanjiang was familiar with the others, he asked Shuyou Lin specifically to ask, and Shuyou Lin began to introduce stories about his hometown.
The warm sun and gentle wind, coupled with lazy people and a young man who talks non-stop, this scene is really pleasant.
There was news from villagers passing by that a curtain was being set up in an open space in the town and a movie would be shown in the evening.
Everyone had eaten too much at lunch and had no appetite for dinner, so they picked up the bench early and ran to get a seat without eating.
Li Sanjiang chatted with the surrounding villagers, saying, "Isn't this the return of my Xiao Yuanhou."
There were many vendors at the back. Yin Meng chose some hair ties, while Shuyou Lin bought a bubble pot and blew bubbles hard on the back of Tan Wenbin's head, making the back of Tan Wenbin's head wet.
On the way, Li Zhuiyuan went to a small vendor to buy two bubble bottles and carefully selected a few trinkets in the name of going to the toilet.
Ah Li doesn't lack anything. With Grandma Liu's habit of smashing a high-quality official kiln when she gets angry, it doesn't make sense to give you anything valuable.
So at this time, what the gift gives is not preciousness, but memories.
Li Zhuiyuan remembered that when he and Ah Li went to the movies, Ah Li sat next to him and liked to blow bubbles.
After watching the movie, everyone walked home along the road. They walked sparsely and no one talked. Li Sanjiang, who was walking at the front, had the cigarette butt in his mouth flickering on and off.
There were few places for late-night snacks in the villages and towns. After arriving home, Li Sanjiang took out the gifts that Shuyou Lin had bought and shared them with everyone to satisfy their hunger.
In the evening, Li Zhuiyuan wanted to chat with Li Sanjiang again and listen to stories, but Li Sanjiang refused: "Xiao Yuanhou, go to bed early. You have to get up early to go back to school tomorrow."
Late at night, Li Zhuiyuan heard the news again.
He walked out of the room and came to the terrace. Outside the dam below, the little yellow warbler appeared there again.
Under the night, her long hair was wet and hanging down. She was wearing a black cheongsam that made the red high heels on her feet look particularly weird.
However, just when Li Zhuiyuan was about to go down and pick her up, she just looked up at Li Zhuiyuan.
Then, his arms hung lightly on his sides, he turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
In the past two nights, she had enjoyed herself to the fullest in her memories.
So tonight, she came here specifically to say goodbye to Li Zhuiyuan.
Tomorrow, as soon as Li Zhuiyuan and the others leave, Xiao Yingying will take care of her family affairs, return to Li Sanjiang's house, and continue working.
Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the incomplete moon in the sky and went back to the house to rest.
Early the next morning, everyone had breakfast and said goodbye.
Li Weihan stuffed peanuts, pretzels, sausages and other things into the car.
Cui Guiying packed various pickles and sauces at home in net bags and delivered them.
Li Sanjiang gave everyone a red envelope. Shuyou Lin's was the richest, double that of the others, because it was his first time at home.
Perhaps the preparations had been made yesterday, or perhaps in the eyes of the old people, it was the time for children to get out of school after school, and the mood of parting was there, but it was far from that exaggerated and enthusiastic.
Three old people stood by the village road and waved to them. After the pickup truck drove away, they put their hands down without leaving. It was not until the pickup truck completely disappeared from sight that Li Sanjiang patted his trouser legs and said ：
"The little sparrow at home has flown away again."
……
Compared with the carefreeness and openness of the old people, the atmosphere in the pickup truck on the return trip seemed a bit serious and dull.
It’s time to leave the Peach Grove Preserve.
Wanting to laugh unbridled and sleep soundly has become a luxury.
Although life in the past was not so tense and depressing, and everyone lived as usual most of the time, but even if there was just a little lack of peace of mind, there was only a little more risk factor, and the mentality was completely different. .
Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and opened the rear window and looked at Runsheng and the others sitting in the back.
“Counting the time and stages, it’s time for the next wave. The time of relaxation and stability has passed. Remember to switch your physical and mental state.
Brace yourself and be alert.
You can lose because of lack of strength, you can lose because of flaws in the plan, but you can never die from being stupid.
Everyone,
We can face all consequences calmly, except regret. ”
Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yinmeng: "I understand!"
Shuyou Lin: "I know!"
Tan Wenbin, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled.
In the past, Brother Xiaoyuan would not say these words seriously. He would use very simple words or even just a look to warn you.
What he said just now is obviously not the style of Brother Xiao Yuan. Brother Xiao Yuan showed more patience than before.
It seems that for Brother Xiaoyuan, going home has the same effect of increasing human touch as going to see Ah Li.
In this case, as the leader of the ship, I naturally have to be more enthusiastic and unrestrained!
Come on, let the passion burn.
Tan Wenbin reached out and pushed the tape in, pressed the play button, and Fei Xiang's voice came from inside:
"You are like a fire in the winter, the blazing flame warms my heart. Every time you quietly approach me..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "So, next..."
Fuck!
Tan Wenbin was so frightened that he quickly turned off the volume.
Then he turned around and whistled out of the car window, as if he wasn't the one who interrupted the Dragon King's speech by playing music just now.
“So, next, don’t deliberately avoid daily interactions, and make choices based on your own heart:
Will you deal with this kind of person? Will you do these things?
You must learn to take one step and three steps to see yourself as a dot, and all the people and things that have anything to do with you must be drawn out into lines.
Catch any drop of river water that splashes out before the waves come.
I have shortcomings in this area, so thank you for your hard work. ”
Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yinmeng: "I know!"
Shuyou Lin: "Understood!"
Shuyou Lin: "..."
After Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking, he took the initiative to turn on the volume and raised it to the highest level:
"You are like that fire, the blazing flame warms me!"
……
After returning to school, life returned to its original track.
Runsheng was selling goods in the store, and when he met Hua Hou, a fellow student, he would also say a few words in Nan Diao to him.
Yin Meng still goes shopping with Zheng Jiayi. The two have similar styles and habits, and they like to only shop without buying.
However, the two of them occasionally go to the antique street, and Yinmeng needs to understand and become familiar with the market.
Her family's ancestors were rich, and that was two thousand years ago. If her grandfather hadn't been with Xiao Yuan, she wouldn't have been able to send him to his ancestral grave.
So her understanding of antiques and antiques is not much different from ordinary people. Watching more and learning more can also make it easier to pick up and drop them when you go out next time. After selling them, you can save some money and buy a bus?
In this way, when he goes back, Brother Xiaoyuan can take Ali with him and sit in the last row without being affected.
Yin Meng thinks her plan is good. As a member of the team, sometimes this is not to flatter, but to show her ambition.
Tan Wenbin takes turns traveling between classes, home, and audits. Fortunately, he doesn’t have to restock pickup trucks every day. He can drive out in a pickup truck, otherwise the taxi fare alone would be heartbreaking.
Lin Shuyou's activity trajectory almost overlaps with Tan Wenbin's. The only non-overlapping area is when Tan Wenbin and Zhou Yunyun are alone, and he will disappear obediently.
Li Zhuiyuan continued his "school-wide elective elective" teaching model and continued to search for outstanding teachers.
Sometimes, when Tan Wenbin has no classes, he will follow the class schedule of Brother Xiao Yuan and attend the classes of those teachers. Not to mention, for teachers who can be certified by Brother Xiao Yuan, it doesn’t matter whether you can understand the external subjects he teaches. I understand, but I really think this teacher is very talented.
Tan Wenbin feels that if the school is evaluating outstanding teachers at the end of the year, the principal should really take a look at Brother Xiaoyuan's class schedule. There is absolutely no favoritism.
In the third or fourth class this morning, Li Zhuiyuan chose Professor Zhu’s class on ideological and political education.
There is an obvious phenomenon in the classroom, that is, Professor Zhu really uses his solid theory and the ability to link theory with practice to guide each class, which gradually changes the teaching atmosphere of this class.
Many students really listened and began to think about it.
In the classroom, there are a lot less weird voices, and occasionally there are "awakened people" and "independent thinkers" who make surprising remarks...
What is gained is no longer everyone’s following, but dissatisfaction with the teacher for disrespecting the teacher and destroying everyone’s learning atmosphere.
In the sluggish tide of the times, there are always some people who silently act as a light and persist in illuminating and influencing the people around them. Only time can prove whether they are right.
At the end of this class, everyone still had something to say. Some students hoped that Professor Zhu would continue to talk.
Professor Zhu: "Next time, students are going to have lunch and have to go to the cafeteria quickly."
The students laughed, packed up their things and left the classroom.
Li Zhuiyuan was the last one to leave as usual, and Professor Zhu also walked towards him at this time:
"Xiaoyuan, are you okay at noon? Although the temporary invitation is very abrupt, my wife wants to meet you. She is very interested in you, a young man who likes to read ancient books."
"Thank you for the invitation, it's my honor."
At first, Li Zhuiyuan didn’t think this was anything, worthy of recording, but not too surprising. But when Professor Zhu said the next sentence:
"Well, I should have invited you to my house a long time ago, but my wife just suffered from a strange illness a while ago, and she is not getting better now. I originally wanted to wait until she gets better before inviting you, but now, I I’m afraid she can’t wait any longer, alas.”
Wave,
Coming!
(End of chapter)