The sunlight shines through the steel frame, shining a flickering light on the endless stream of vehicles, and in the distance of the bridge, there are white buildings in the city, layered on top of each other, full of prosperity, full of mystery and beauty of the world.

When the car passed by the bridge, there was a dead man lying in a hearse full of flowers, driving across from Shen Jiahao, followed by two cars with curtains drawn, and the cars behind them did not look so solemn, carrying the friends of the deceased, and those friends were also full of sadness in their eyes......

Suddenly, Ye Hongmian's cheerful mood became a little heavy, and she said lightly: "Life is really fragile!"

Shen Jiahao comforted: "Death is another continuation of life, look down, don't be so sad." ”

The car drove into the rugged mountain road, and it didn't take long for them to reach their destination today.

An old village.

The surrounding houses are falling and collapsing, some of the walls have weeds, and some of the houses have trees on the top, and as far as the eye can see, they are all desolate and rarely human.

Ye Hongmian parked the car on the side of the road, followed behind Shen Jiahao, and walked to the other end of the village.

Now they are going to Shen Jiahao's grandmother's house.

It was Ye Hongmian himself who wanted to come.

Because when chatting on WeChat last night, Ye Hongmian said that she was bored and wanted to go out for a walk, and asked Shen Jiahao what his plans were, and Shen Jiahao told her that she would go to her grandmother's house in the countryside tomorrow. So Ye Hongmian asked to come with Shen Jiahao, and it happened that Ye Hongmian had a car, so Shen Jiahao agreed to her.

This is a deserted village, and Shen Jiahao has only been to his mother a few times before.

Actually, this grandmother is not Shen Jiahao's real grandmother.

It seems that my mother once said it, but Shen Jiahao can't remember it clearly.

I don't know if my grandmother once took in my mother, or if my mother once took in my grandmother, and then they became mother and daughter.

Somehow, walking in this deserted village, Ye Hongmian inexplicably had a creepy feeling, and she panicked, so she didn't feel herself, and grabbed Shen Jiahao tightly, Shen Jiahao smiled at her slightly, and told her, don't be afraid.

After a while, they came, under an old locust tree, the locust tree was intertwined, the branches were luxuriant, and the branches were hung with strange white puppets, which were eerie and particularly scary.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the sound of tinkling orders sounded between the branches, and at the same time, a few bits of rain fell, dripping on Ye Hongmian's face, very cold and cold, and suddenly, the chill in Ye Hongmian's heart increased a little.

It can be seen that this place is inhabited, and the lawn is very neat, and it is manicured.

There are all kinds of flowers blooming around the yard, there are shiny yellow daffodils, white foamy hawthorn flowers, plum blossoms hanging on the branches, and pale golden honeysuckle flowers, in the meantime, there are butterflies flying, carefully look at those butterflies for a few seconds, the illusion of leaf red cotton, as if those butterflies, laughing and laughing with each other.

Looking up, in front of the big locust tree, is a stone room.

Ye Hongmian walked into the stone house with Shen Jiahao.

The internal structure of the stone house is a bit unexpected by Ye Hongmian.

Not only is the light bright, but the layout inside is also very distinctive, there are bookshelves, the bookshelves are full of books, there are wine cabinets, and the wine cabinet displays all kinds of fine wines, and the most peculiar thing is that the air of the room is full of small bottles of various colors, and the bottles are inhabited by butterflies, sparkling.

"You're finally here. Then a very old voice floated over.

Shen Jiahao looked at the source of the voice, and then at an old woman who was standing across from them.

This old woman is Shen Jiahao's grandmother.

It's just that Shen Jiahao can feel that she doesn't feel like she's talking to herself, but more like talking to Ye Hongmian.

She was wearing a straw hat, the straw hat was tied with a red bow, her face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, her eyebrows were very long, like the tentacles of a catfish, her temples were combed with several small braids, her characters were not high, about one meter four, a little hunchbacked, holding a cigarette in her hand, she put the cigarette in her mouth and took a puff, spit it out gently, and in the midst of the smoke, she staggered to the bar chair opposite, and then said to Ye Hongmian and Shen Jiahao: "Come and sit." ”

Shen Jiahao and Ye Hongmian sat opposite the old woman.

The old woman asked Shen Jiahao, "Do you want a cigarette or a cigar?"

Shen Jiahao shook his head.

The old woman took out two wine glasses and poured a glass for Ye Hongmian: "Lemon juice." ”

Then he asked Shen Jiahao, "What about you, drink or wine?"

Shen Jiahao bowed his hand, then pointed to the glass of lemon juice in front of Dongyang and said, "It's the same as her, lemon juice." ”

The old woman was holding a cigarette, and Shen Jiahao poured a glass of lemon juice.

Looking at the old woman closely, her face is thin and there are some deep wrinkles on her neck. There were some brown spots on her cheeks, and the brown spots spread down from the sides of her face, which was very unsightly, but her hands were very tender, white and tender like the hands of a baby, and they really didn't look like hands that she should have at her age. Everything about her seemed strange and mysterious, enveloping her eyes, blue, shiny, as charming as sapphires, and shimmering with wisdom, as if it could penetrate everything about human nature.

The old woman poured the glass full of lemon juice and brought it to Shen Jiahao, and then smiled mysteriously: "I know your past." ”

The old woman suddenly made such a sentence, which made Shen Jiahao a little confused, dressed strangely, and smoked and drank, such a magical old woman, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would really have been hard to believe, the key is that she is still his grandmother.

"Why don't you believe me?" Seeing that Shen Jiahao didn't speak, the old woman thought that Shen Jiahao didn't believe her.

Shen Jiahao smiled, noncommittal, lowered his head and drank the lemon juice, feeling very sour, holding it in his mouth, not daring to swallow it.

And Ye Hongmian was even more confused when she heard it, is this a conversation between her grandmother and nephew?

Seeing that Shen Jiahao doubted herself, the old woman immediately said: "You wet the bed when you were a child!"

Hearing this, Shen Jiahao almost squirted out a mouthful of lemon juice, but after all, he had walked through the south, crossed the north, and had seen a man with strong winds and waves, so he swallowed the sour lemon juice, and then said with a smile: "Grandma, make a fuss, make a fuss, who hasn't wetted the bed when he was a child!"

The old woman smiled mysteriously and said meaningfully: "You know that what I said is not the same thing as what you said, do you remember that time, it was on fire..."

That time, time rewinded, Shen Jiahao suddenly recalled when he was a child, once, he wetted the bed, urinated on the bed, and the fire burned his bed quilt and room beyond recognition, but he was fine, but when he got up in the morning to pee, he felt that his little brother was a little sore and swollen, and it was not very comfortable.

It's just that this memory is the deeds of his previous life, how can this old woman know?

Shen Jiahao shuddered.

In Shen Jiahao's trance, the old woman still released another bomb: "You have seen others pee!"

"Huh?" Shen Jiahao was blinded, obviously a little caught off guard, to be honest, his mind was still a little confused, even at this moment, he didn't know what the identity of this old woman sitting in front of him was, what was she doing, and he didn't know why she wanted to expose his shortcomings as soon as she came up! At the moment, he had a headache, thinking that he had traveled all these years, and it was the first time he had met such an old woman who made him so difficult, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Hongmian beside him, wanting to see what her reaction was, he was very disappointed, Ye Hongmian's face was not good-looking, it was understandable, Ren that girl would be embarrassed when she heard her glorious past, so Shen Jiahao deliberately laughed, pretending to be light-hearted, and said: " When we were children, it was normal to come home from school, pee and in the wilderness, and there was no such thing as stealing or peeping. ”

The old woman looked at Shen Jiahao intently, looked at it quietly, her sharp eyes were like examining a little kid who had done something bad, she didn't speak, but leaned her elbow against the table, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, took a sip of wine, and then said lightly: "What I said is that you peeked at the girl's pee." ”

I poured, Shen Jiahao couldn't help sweating on his forehead, his back was cold, and he couldn't smile bitterly, he really had the urge to slip away at the moment. He felt that this old woman was absolutely poisonous, not that he wetted the bed, that is, he peeked at the little girl peeing, yes, when he was young, he accidentally saw Yunyan peeing, but it was an accident, okay? Why do you have to say this in front of Ye Hongmian? You are not serious, you are shameless, I still want to be embarrassed.

Shen Jiahao couldn't help it, and glanced at Ye Hongmian again, but seeing that Dongyang's face was already cloudy, he had an ominous premonition in his heart, and suddenly ......

Seeing that Shen Jiahao was silent, the old woman took a sip of wine, put the remaining cigarette butt between her fingers in the ashtray at hand and pressed it out, and then said, "I still know, you are not..."

And Shen Jiahao hurriedly interrupted: "Believe, I believe, I believe in grandma, you are the greatest god operator in Huaxia, don't say it, I believe it, I believe it......"

He was afraid that if he didn't stop it, he didn't know what kind of son this old woman was going to come out of.