When a person is hungry, it is better to sit than to stand, it is better to lie down than to sit, and it is better to lie down than to be paralyzed, but if you are paralyzed all the time, then you have to get up and run up to find food.

At this moment, Bai Lu is lifting the lid and opening the drawer in the small kitchen with an empty stomach, and the result is extremely sad, and there is nothing to eat.

Last night, she only looked at the lack of hot food, and when she looked at it again today, she didn't even have flour, rice, or noodles, as if she had run out of food.

Bai Lu didn't know where she was going to go out, but when she opened the door, she saw Mrs. Yang who was full of food and drink swaying out of the neighbor's house, unlike the lean old lady like A Guiniang, Mrs. Yang was fatter, and she was the kind of middle-aged fat lady who was sedentary after getting rich.

The skin is quite white, and Bai Luchai is because he stays indoors all year round and doesn't often bask in the sun, so his hair is completely white, but it's neatly combed.

Before Bai Lu could react, she saw Mrs. Yang move her fat body and rush up: "Where did you run last night, big girl!?" Mrs. Yang didn't believe that Feng Xiaolian had the courage to stay at home without opening the door, so she thought that she only came back in the morning.

Seeing that Mrs. Yang's yellowed front teeth were still stained with vegetable leaves, as well as the smell of pancakes around her body, Bai Lu was even more hungry.

The old lady took all the money, ate and drank enough, but the original body had been hungry from the afternoon of the previous day until this morning, and it was angry to think about it, plus the old lady looked like a "question", should it be so excessive.

Bai Lu decided to scare her: "Last night, I saw my dad. ”

Mrs. Yang was stunned for a moment, and then her face changed drastically: "What are you talking nonsense about this kid! Your dad has gone, and his body is still in the morgue, where did you see people, nonsense!"

In the face of Mrs. Yang's scolding, Bai Lu showed the same puzzled, but very sure look: "I didn't talk nonsense! I was at home last night! My dad is back!"

After looking around and seeing that there was no one, Mrs. Yang hurriedly dragged Bai Lu back to the house, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw the mourning hall in the small living room, full of white wreaths. It makes people unconsciously condense, and the cold winter is even colder.

Mrs. Yang was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China, so although she stayed in Kyoto for a few years, she still had superstition in her bones. She had heard about the dead people returning to the house before, but it wasn't the first seven last night, why did the unlucky son come back?

Bai Lu saw that Mrs. Yang's face was white and blue for a while, and she knew that she believed it, and she was really grateful that the original body had always been an honest and kind good child. Mrs. Yang doesn't speak with water, so now she can make up nonsense in vain.

"Did your father say anything?" asked Mrs. Yang cautiously.

Bai Lu's heart moved, and her face was sad: "My dad asked me why grandma is not here." ”

"Ah!" Mrs. Yang was startled at the same time, and carefully looked at Bai Lu's complexion: "Big girl, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, your father really said that!?"

"Oh, yes. Bai Lu added: "My dad said he saw my grandfather and my mother, but... I can't let go of me and grandma. ”

That makes sense, Mrs. Yang thought. When people die, they all go together, but why hasn't her drunkard old man been reincarnated yet?

"Big girl, grandma told you that your father and he went, so there are only our grandparents and grandchildren left in our family, so you must tell the truth to grandma, and you must not hide it, understand?"

Although Mrs. Yang's words are simple. But with her rare kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the fact that she was a 14-year-old orphan girl who lost her father and mother, it was simply a warm harbor, and it suddenly hit the softness in the original body and mind.

Bai Lu cooperated with a look of admiration. But I'm complaining in my heart, what is it when you transfer the house to gamble all in your own name!?

"Grandma, my dad said let's send some money over, it's so expensive over there that he can't even eat. Bai Lu continued with a straight look, her ability to make up nonsense is getting better and better. No matter how ghostly the story is, it will not change its face.

Mrs. Yang thought about it, everyone was dead, and it made sense to burn some paper money in the past, so she took out a plastic bag from her pocket, and then took out a gray plaid handkerchief from the plastic bag.

Bai Lu took a five-yuan bill, her lowered eyes were full of contempt, when Feng's father's co-workers came to mourn, the money given added up to at least one or two hundred, after Mrs. Yang swallowed it alone, she only took out such a little money to buy burning paper for her son, which made it difficult for people not to be disgusted.

"Grandma, how much money did my dad's co-workers give when they came to mourn?" asked innocently.

"Why are you asking this?" Mrs. Yang looked vigilant, and quickly wrapped the money in a gray checkered handkerchief, then wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it in the inner pocket of the cotton coat.

"It's not me who asks, it's my dad who asks. Bai Lu said casually: "My dad said that he wanted to see what his former co-workers were like to him, saying that only when people die can they see the good or bad of their former lives." ”

Bai Lu's words meant something.

"If you give more, it means that you have a heart, if you give less, you are fake, and if you don't give a penny, you still want to rub a cup of hot tea, my dad said he will remember it firmly!"

"What are you remembering?" asked Mrs. Yang.

"I can't remember. In order to increase the authenticity of the words, Bai Lu deliberately made it unclear, so that for people with weak hearts, it could also create uneasiness, and continued: "I was confused at the time, and I couldn't hear it clearly, as if it was ......."

Mrs. Yang's eyes widened, waiting for Bai Lu's next words.

And Bai Lu meditated bitterly: "It seems to be ......" but he didn't say it later.

Ignoring what Mrs. Yang was thinking, Bai Lu took five yuan, wrapped a half-worn scarf and hat and prepared to go out to "buy paper money", but just as she was about to step out, she was stopped by Mrs. Yang again: "Big girl, wait a minute." ”

Mrs. Yang took out layers of money from her inner pocket, and took out two ten-yuan bills to Bai Lu: "Buy more for your father......!" Buy some for your grandpa too. ”

Bai Lu said "oh" expressionlessly, and then turned around and made a grimace, she said that to make Mrs. Yang feel uneasy, embarrassed to swallow the money to play mahjong, I really didn't expect the effect of this to be so wide, and Mrs. Yang's guilt for gambling on the storefront along the street of her drunkard husband was also aroused.

However, just give an extra 20 yuan, just want to protect the hearts of two underground people?

Bai Lu pouted, even if Mrs. Yang felt that dead people couldn't be compared with living people, then why didn't she care about a living person as big as her standing here?!

She's so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back!-

Author's Note: Today's second update. (To be continued.) )