Originally, Bai Lu was just dissatisfied with Aunt Wang's laziness and lack of hygiene, but no matter whether she persuaded her bitterly or scolded Huai, she couldn't shake Aunt Wang's bad habits.

So, Bai Lu thought that there would be no entertainment at night anyway, otherwise she would pretend to be a ghost and scare her, this kind of woman with thicker skin than the city wall might be effective in scaring her, if she could use it to make her less stealing and playing tricks to take advantage of others in the future, it would also be a good thing.

If you want to pretend, you have to pretend to be.

Therefore, in her spare time, Bai Lu carefully flipped through the volumes of modern poetry books found from the bottom of the cabinet at the back of the house, and she speculated on the speaking style of Xu Qingqing, a female intellectual, from Hangzhou.

At the same time as scaring Aunt Wang, he also deceived the truth of two years ago.

And on the patchwork of external news, Bai Lu understood:

In the winter of two years ago, Aunt Wang slipped into the snow nest next to the sorghum field for some reason, and Xu Qingqing, who happened to pass by, ran to pull her out, but the graceful girl was too weak, but she was dragged into the snow nest by Aunt Wang, who was like an iron scale.

Later, Xu Qingqing helped Aunt Wang out of the snow nest, but she was still stuck in the snow nest. Aunt Wang, who was supposed to go back to call people, met the bad-hearted two lepers and others on the road, and she still told the other party that Xu Qingqing had fallen into the snow nest knowing that the other party was a widower and hooligan.

Let's just say it, maybe the widower hooligan also has good intentions.

But what is puzzling is that Aunt Wang is after returning to the residence. Not only did she not call anyone to confirm whether Xu Qingqing was saved, but at the same time, when others asked her if she had seen Qingqing, she didn't say a word, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

In the end, Xu Qingqing froze to death in the snow nest for no apparent reason.

There may be some twists and turns, but Bai Lu feels that the truth he has pieced together should be eight or nine in general. All in all, Aunt Wang can be regarded as harboring evil intentions and even revenge.

Damn!(〃> dish <=

Aunt Wang's mental state has obviously languished a lot since she bumped into a ghost in the middle of the night, and she often looks at everything in the room suspiciously. It's as if all the usual ornaments are going to turn into a bloody mouth.

And Bai Lu said that after knowing the evil that Aunt Wang had done. The faint dislike was completely transformed into a deep disgust, as long as you didn't do anything wrong, you wouldn't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, if you were virtuous. Then don't blame others for deliberately trying to scare you.

Early one morning.

"Ahh

"What?" Aunt Wang quickly turned around. Take a look around. Nothing.

"Oh, nothing, I just saw someone. Xu is too tired lately, and hehe's dizzy. Bai Lu said perfunctorily.

……

One day at noon

"Ahh

"What's wrong?"

"Aunt Wang, why did I see a long-haired woman standing next to the cabinet just now!" Bai Lu painted: "That long hair is still wet and dripping." ”

"Are you wrong at noon?" Aunt Wang said nervously.

"Maybe the morning sun blinded me. Bai Lu rubbed her eyes.

……

One night.

"Ahh

"Where, where?" Aunt Wang took out the small silver mirror on her body: "No." ”

"I ...... just now"

"Reiko, you can see clearly!"

"Oh, maybe it's the color of the kerosene lamp. Bai Lu explained lightly.

……

For Aunt Wang, who scares Aunt Wang with a ghost when she has nothing to do, Bai Lu has no sense of guilt at all, and Sister Cao Xinhua, who learned the truth, also acquiesced in her approach, so whenever Sister Cao went out for a walk with Xiao Fangcao in her arms, Bai Lu would come to some "nonsense" from time to time.

April 5th.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

After being frightened for several days, Aunt Wang finally couldn't resist the mental pressure, she had to do something to appease the lonely ghosts, otherwise she couldn't stand being pestered all day long.

Because of the promotion of Marxist atheism, incense and paper money are forbidden on the surface, but in the village it is not strictly controlled, and almost every household will go to the grave to sweep the grave on the death day of their relatives and Qingming Festival.

Xu Qingqing, who had no relatives and no reason, was buried in the small hill at the west entrance of the village that could not be cultivated, overgrown with weeds, and the simple grave seemed lonely.

Aunt Wang avoided others, and quietly carried the ingots loaded with big burning paper, fake foreign money, and paper stacks to the west entrance of the village, she thought, burn some money for Xu Qingqing, and make it clear to her that there is a debtor and a master, and she is just half a roast chicken that is greedy for the second leper, and if you want to entangle, you should also entangle the two lepers.

The drizzle kept falling, the ground was slippery and muddy, and Aunt Wang was one foot deep and one foot shallow......

Bai Lu naturally knew that Aunt Wang had gone to the grave to express her intentions, so she took out a few salt and pepper walnuts from her personal space and started eating.

"At the beginning, it was clearly said that it was a paper walnut, but how did the seller send a hard-shell walnut? Bai Lu went around the house looking for something hard to smash the walnuts.

rummaged through it, and found Aunt Wang's bedside: "It's not good to take other people's things privately, but it should be okay to borrow your iron box to smash a walnut~"

Bai Lu took Aunt Wang's iron box and smashed it on the walnuts, but because the walnut noodles were round, the iron box slipped out of his hand.

"Bang~", the tin box fell to the ground, and the contents fell out.

Bai Lu hurriedly stuffed everything back: "Sandalwood comb, pearl paste, sewing kit...... There's a lot of stuff. ”

"Huh, and letters?" Bai Lu was curious for a moment, so he glanced at the envelope, which was okay if he didn't look at it, but he was angry at first glance!

Because, the envelope reads - Han Yuling (receiving)

"Bastard!" Bai Lu couldn't help but curse: "(#‵′) Damn, it's all my letter!?"

Bai Lu spread out a few thin letters on the table, "One, two, three...... This poisonous woman hid five letters from Han Yuling!"

One by one, three of them were sent from Beijing, Shanghai and other places by Li Xiangxue, an educated youth who had been here before, and two of them were not signed on the envelopes.

Could it be that Uncle Han sent it?

Bai Lu was a little excited, it turned out that the news of the uncle of the Han family had already come, but she didn't expect to be hidden by Aunt Wang, a poisonous woman.

She carefully opened the envelope, gently pulled out the letterhead, and eagerly read it.

Yuling:

Hello, unconsciously, we have been separated for more than two years, and I have thought about it for a long time, and finally I write this letter with trepidation.

After separation, I knew what it meant to "toss and turn, unable to sleep at night", and after separation, I knew what it meant to be ......

Bai Lu threw the letter on the table with a headache, it turned out that this was a confession letter sent by a male educated youth after returning to the city, the whole article was full of heartfelt gorgeous rhetoric, and his admiration and lovesickness for Han Yuling were expressed between the lines.

It was enough to read the irrelevant things once, and Bai Lu stuffed the letter back into the original envelope: "No wonder I didn't sign it, it turned out to be because of the confession letter." Unfortunately, it didn't come at the right time. ”

Putting the last unsigned letter in front of him seriously, Bai Lu took a deep breath and read silently: I hope this is a letter from Uncle Han——

Author's note: First update. (To be continued.) )