Deshun finished the grave, pushed the human bones and coffin boards in the grave to the outside of the wilderness with a cart at will, and filled the grave with soil.

At that time, Deshun was as strong as a cow in those years, eating four or five at a time, and eating half a small pot of yams. Since Deshun made that small fortune, he had a serious illness, and he collapsed all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but spend the foreign wealth and the family savings. The five aunts of the goddess who watched the incense in the village said that they could pass through the two worlds of yin and yang, and they had shown incense to Deshun. asked him to bury the unknown bones from scratch, and Deshun only did it hastily.

Over the years, the Deshun family has been happening large and small, some things are explained clearly, and some things are not explained clearly.

As soon as Xiaomei said that her grandfather said Deshun, I couldn't help but feel panicked in my heart, as if I had just watched Lin Zhengying's ghost movie, and my head was at a glance.

As I was talking, the door of the health room creaked open, and I turned my head to see that no one was coming, and there was no wind outside, and it was dark outside, how could the door open automatically? Xiaomei was also startled, and I swept my eyes to the door at the same time.

"You damn 'little old man', you're scared to death!" Yin Xiaomei was standing, and first saw the "little old man" who came in, and said with her hand on her chest and a long breath. "You unlucky kid, you are like a ghost all day long!" I don't want to see this little thing that says stupid or not, stupid or not, human or not, demon or not.

The "little old man" was beaten out of nowhere, and his nosebleed was all dried up on his face piece by piece. The hair was no longer paid attention to at any time, and the roots stood up and were yellow. The little yellow eyes narrowed, looking at this and that, the ghostly eyebrows and ghostly eyes looked like a little mouse looking for food.

"Jingxian has too many eyes in his life, and he has taken up all the eyes of his grandson, so that his son can make such a thing!" I said, looking at the "little old man".

The "little old man" doesn't say those two sentences over and over again like he used to, and can burst out a few words that people understand, probably this kid understands that my words are not good words, and he rolls and rolls his yellow eyes, look at me. Then he lifted his pants and his lips moved, trying to say something. Seeing that I was glaring at him, he swallowed and spat, and said nothing.

Xiaomei looked at the little thing with the eyes of the ghost head and toad, and smiled, "Come, let me cut this hair for you, like a big hydrangea." The "little old man" was quite obedient, the folds on his face were unfolded, and he stood beside Xiaomei and did not move. Xiaomei picked up the scissors and hinged the "little old man" with a chatter, while saying, "This kid still has yellow hair, the last time I went to the county seat to help Xiao Nizi, the head is yellow, I don't want this little old man to catch up with the fashion!"

The "little old man" seemed to know whether he knew how to look up at Xiaomei, hehe smiled, and burst out two words; I'm also happy, "The 'little old man' didn't learn anything well, and he learned the words of Japanese devils in the movie." ”

After a few jokes, we ignored the "little old man" and continued to talk about Deshun.

"Actually, Deshun is too strong, my grandfather said. He also loves to take advantage of small gains, always hates his family and does not make money, and dares to take advantage of any kind of profit, which leads to trouble. Grandpa also said that one year, the gate of Deshun was washed by rain, and he saw a bluestone slats in the broken temple behind the village, which made him fall in love. ”

The "little old man" cooed whitely, and from the look in his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear a rough idea.

He took advantage of the evening's work to get the bluestone slats home in a small cart, and installed the bluestone slats at the exit of the gate. Now it can be lively, in the middle of the night, Deshun heard the noise of people, the bells and drums rang in unison, and the wooden fish rang wildly. Deshun got up and lay down, and lay down and sounded. But only he could hear it, Xiao Lianniang listened to it for a long time without moving, and finally couldn't stand it, so she had to send the bluestone slats back!"

"It's safe and sound, what do you say Deshun did here!" Xiaomei cut off a monk's head for the "little old man", and the skull was even more deformed, like a big gourd with a long deviation, and the little guy touched it with his hand, grinning with his teeth, and his uneven teeth were exposed. Suddenly, the "little old man" burst out with the word "Shun, ghost".

I was stunned, did this little thing say that there was a ghost in Deshun's house, or did he not drive away the ghost on his body? What did he mean? How did he know? Why did he say this for no reason?

I asked the "little old man" something, but this little thing didn't even look at me, and picked up the bottle of infusion in the waste box to play.

I saw that I couldn't make a name for myself with such a mentally handicapped child, so I ignored him. Xiaomei saw that the "little old man" didn't come home so late, so she threw him out and asked him to go back, change his clothes and take a bath, and the "little old man" didn't know if he understood, so he only broke down and said "slow, fall". I think this kid ran away in the middle of the night, and he knew that he was afraid of falling on his heels.

After the infusion, Xiaomei said, let's go, there is a companion who is blind in the black light and is also brave. I said, then I'll send you back first, and I'm not afraid of no matter how dark it is. Xiaomei did not refuse.

My legs are inconvenient, Xiaomei's car is small, and she pushes me to hold on to the rear frame. Xiaomei was holding a small flashlight in her hand on the handlebar, and the contact was poor, Xiaomei was stumbling and shaking, and the effect was not strong.

The first radish and the second cabbage, and the third dog came to plant buckwheat. Every family in the village has a few vegetable plots, and in order not to delay planting cabbage in spring, the vegetable plots are mostly early-maturing varieties, and the planting season is also early. At the beginning of April in the solar calendar, they are all mulched, and some are also planted with small arches. Make the vegetables maturing early, picking early, and planting cabbage early.

So there were more melon seedlings, bean seedlings, and corn stalks piled up on the streets. Xiaomei's little flashlight is not very careful, and she doesn't know whether to make melon seedlings or bean seedlings stumble, Xiaomei even fell down with the car, and the car fell on her body. The flashlight was thrown far away, and I couldn't care about the leg pain and hurried to help Xiaomei, Xiaomei was in pain and crooked her feet.

It was dark and I was flustered, Fu Xiaomei accidentally touched her chest again, Xiaomei gently slapped the back of my hand with her hand and whispered, "Go, take the opportunity to take advantage of your sister?" I quickly let go, and with a bang, Xiaomei squatted on the ground again. "Stinky boy, you want to kill me!" Xiaomei shouted.

It's a place where families are eating, or watching TV after eating, and the streets are empty. I put Xiaomei back in place and retrieved the flashlight. I put Xiaomei on the frame, and I pushed the cart forward.

I hadn't taken a few steps to push the car when the wind blew on the ground in front of me, and I couldn't help but shiver. Xiaomei was still asking, "What kind of wind is blowing when it's not cloudy or rainy?" The wind was only a small gust, slipping along the wall of the street, like a whirlwind and not like it, only for a while, but the body felt cold. Xiaomei leaned forward and put her arms around my waist.

I took a few steps forward, and with one free hand, Xiaomei put her arm around my finger and said, "Don't mess around, the street is gossiping." Xiaomei grabbed me and let go of her hand. My heart throbbed, is there really a ghost in the village?