Chapter 78: Strangers
Ye Chen thought that Lao Huang was going to say good things about him, and he followed the posture of the dragon and phoenix in the sky, and he also specially looked at whether there was a mirror in the room for this reason, and re-examined his peerless good looks. He thought to himself, it depends on how the old lady reacts, according to her maintenance of Ye Chen, Lao Huang is going to have a meal.
The old lady almost smiled and said, "Cheap, cheap, low, cheap." Haha, then, Han Ying really found the right person?"
Lao Huang said: "The so-called Duyang is not born, and Duyin does not grow." The atmosphere of wealth must be matched with a kind of cheapness to count. Old sister-in-law, it seems that the unfinished ambition of me and Brother Han is about to blossom in the hands of this generation. โ
Ye Chen was inexplicable when he heard this. At that time, when he heard that he was cheap, he couldn't wait to go up and kick Lao Huang to the ground, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was actually his words that were affirmed, but this twist and turn made his heart beat. The classic quote of the great German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche is deafening: Whatever does not kill you will eventually make you stronger.
I vaguely heard the old lady say: "My body is gradually not good, I think it will be good to be able to pass this year, and I must come up with a charter for this matter." - Talent is rare in this world, and my original intention was that it would be enough for Han Ying to find someone to rely on, but I didn't expect that there would be an accident. Hee-hee. โ
Lao Huang said: "I dare to ask, if you can't find the right person, are you ready to give up, old sister-in-law?"
The old lady sighed and said, "I think the worst thing is to push the matter to Han Ying's generation, and leave it to time and God if it is not done." โ
Lao Huang smiled and said, "It's still thanks to you." But I think it can be done. - Look, when will you let Yingzi come too?"
The old lady said: "On this Yingzi's side, I still don't know what she means, I don't seem to like him very much." โ
"However, the yin alone does not grow ยทยทยทยทยทยท"
"This is really heartbreaking, you can be regarded as finishing the customs for me, and I will have a showdown with Han Ying when I go back to the city. - It's not early, so I'd better take a look at my siblings first. My poor brother and sister, she died so miserably. โ
"I'll pull the ground and row the car, you sit up, let Ye Chen help me push it, and we'll be there in a while." โ
After the two of them finished chattering, they got ready, called Ye Chen, and went to the place where the bones were buried in the green mountains on the hill. The clusters of good mountains and rivers, the birds chirp tactfully, and the mountain breeze is refreshing, which makes people feel refreshed. In the place where the grass is shaded, there is a faint barren hill, the grass is overgrown with graves, and a small tree planted by hand accompanies the dead to sleep alone.
Lao Huang pointed to the distant mountains in the southwest and said, "Your brother and sister died there." From time to time after she died, I could still hear the sound of digging rocks from that direction, and I had been there twice, but I couldn't see any trace. Maybe I'm suspicious, and I always pop up from time to time the idea that my wife was killed, but this idea is unfounded, and I don't know who to ask for justice. โ
Ye Chen said: "You won't enter the military restricted area at that time, right?"
Lao Huang said: "I know the forbidden area, and I definitely don't dare to enter." โ
The old lady bowed to the grave three times, then grabbed a handful of earth and poured it on the grave, before shedding tears and saying goodbye.
On the way back, the old lady specially asked Lao Huang to pull her around, and when she walked through a mountain pass, she pointed to Ye Chen casually and said, "Do you see that there are three tiled houses there? In the old days, we lived there. Later, after a flash flood, the people who lived there moved to their current villages. - Han Young was born there. โ
Lao Huang said: "I clean the house from time to time, but the rain leakage is inevitable, and there is no way to live in it." The well water in the courtyard was the most delicious, and many people in the village went there to fetch water, so I tidied up the hall, and I was afraid that the beam would break, so I propped it up and put a stove in the house, and they could go over to drink a bowl of tea if they used to fetch water or pick wood. โ
Ye Chen said: "I asked the driver to wait at the entrance of the village for a while, why don't you go over and take a look?"
The old lady said, "Your Uncle Huang and I are both old, you can go over and see for yourself." โ
Ye Chen saw that the distance was only seven or eight hundred meters, and it should not take much time to go back and forth in the past, so he told them to wait, and he went in the direction of the ancestral house.
Sure enough, there are three old men in the ancestral house who are resting there, laughing and laughing, and it has nothing to do with the world. The house was dilapidated, made of bricks, with small windows on each side, and the glass had fallen off and pasted old newspapers or cardboard boxes. Only the door of the hall was opened, and three old men sat in the door, smoking cigarette pouches, swallowing clouds and spitting fog. There was a fire on the stove, and on top of it sat a kettle, and the spout of the stove whined and spewed white hookah. There is an old well in a small courtyard of more than 30 square meters, and there is a set of special water intake utensils at the mouth of the well, and the well ropes are somewhat finely polished.
When the old man saw that a descendant was coming, he became alert and quieted down. Ye Chen said: "Is the water here good?"
Seeing Ye Chen speaking fluent Mandarin to them, they were relieved: "Where are you a tourist? This well water is called Taipingjing, and ordinary people can't find it here to drink water. But we people like the water from the well. โ
Ye Chen scooped up a scoop of water and drank it and said, "Cool, sweet." โ
When the old men saw that he had really come to drink water, they couldn't help but open their sinuses, but their teeth were very white.
Ye Chen walked into the house again and saw that there was a door to the left and right of the hall, and the two black lacquered wooden doors with a strong sense of age were locked, and the big chains were locked, as if they were suppressing demons.
"Why is this locked, can't you enter?"
The old men said, "Why are you going in? If you want to get in, it's not difficult, you get in through the window." โ
Ye Chen said, "When was this house built?" As he spoke, Ye Chen took the cigarette he brought with him, and the old man put the cigarette roll under his nose and sniffed it, and he smoked it reluctantly and hung it on his ear.
"This house is the ancestral business of the old Han family. For as long as I can remember, the house is already here. Later, there was a flash flood, and the house was intact. Lao Han's family has developed, and everyone in the family has gone to live in the city, and I heard that there are dozens of houses. It's a pity that the knees are desolate, and the children and grandchildren will not succeed. โ
Ye Chen thought to himself, when Lao Tzu is cured, discipline Han Ying to have a few more children, and take off this desolate hat under his knees.
Ye Chen approached the chain lock and took a closer look, and returned to the distant Bronze Age in a trance. Because of the late sky, and the col was already faintly light, so at first glance did not feel anything unusual, but under a closer look found that the chain is by no means an ordinary material, the workmanship and technique are extremely fine to engrave the swastika impressively, the size of the fly's head, do not look carefully and think it is a bump out of the bulge!
What kind of material is this chain? Who is the initiator? How did he engrave the swastika on the chains and locks? What is his purpose in doing so? Is it just a coincidence that the house was able not to be destroyed in a flash flood?
A series of question marks swirled in Ye Chen's mind. Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out, as if far and near, striking his eardrums. The wild birds perched on the two old jujube trees in the yard were frightened and flew into the sky. The sound of wings flapping in the air was swift and ferocious, as if they were hiding from some danger.
Ye Chen followed the direction of the sound and looked, it was the place where Lao Huang's wife was unfortunately hit by a rock. At this time, the mountains and forests began to float white smoke, water mist, and the atmosphere was like a fairyland, but it was impossible to guess how many secrets it hid.
When Ye Chen was about to leave, a middle-aged man who looked like a beggar came in from the opening of the door, and his left arm seemed to have been dislocated, floating on the side of his body. He glanced at the people in the yard and the house, ran to the well, and suddenly tripped under his feet, and could not wait to get up, and went to the well on his stomach, scooped up a ladle of water, and poured it down.
After drinking the water, the beggar breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep on the edge of the well.
The old men waved their cigarette pouches and shouted, "Get rid of these flowers!"
Ye Chen said: "It doesn't matter, I think he should be a lost tourist, and he will find a way out today." Don't chase him, wait for me to ask him!" Ye Chen walked up to the man, a foul smell came to his nose, and he forcibly asked, "Excuse me?"
Before Ye Chen finished speaking, the man suddenly jumped up and escaped from the courtyard without his life! The person was not wearing ordinary clothes, and on the cuffs of one of them, which were quite complete, Ye Chen could see a string of numbers similar to numbers.
What kind of person is this? Ye Chen had another question mark in his mind. He followed the man out of the courtyard, and the man had disappeared into the hillside, and it turned out that he was about to run back to the hill again. This man was certainly not a lost tourist, and his haste to leave showed that he was in fear, obviously running away from something.
Ye Chen chased after him for two steps, the man naturally did not have Ye Chen's foot strength, stopped at a high place, picked up a big stone with one hand, and cursed Ye Chen for being nosy, "You all die", the man cursed endlessly, but he didn't dare to raise his voice, and the big stone that got out of his hand rolled down towards Ye Chen. The man's voice was strange, a bit like the scream of a falcon, poignant and sharp, oppressive and gloomy.
Ye Chen urgently dodged the stone, and the stone rolled down to the root of a tree and stopped there. When he looked at the man again in a blink of an eye, he went up a hundred meters high, he glanced back at Ye Chen fiercely, kicked down a big stone with his foot, and climbed the mountain away like a lifeless.
It's fucking weird!
Ye Chen thought that this person must have lost his mind and was about to go back down the mountain, but the voice behind him rang out. The madman stopped Ye Chen, Ye Chen paused for a moment, and responded, "Do you need my help?"
The man said in a trembling voice, "You're not from the organization?"
"What organization of people?"
"If you are not, I beg you to do me a favor. The man said, lifted the placket, revealing a thin body like ribs, only to see that he tore open a corner of the skin under his armpit, and then like a zipper, tore to his waist, bloody, he didn't seem to feel too painful, or this person has been desensitized to pain, busy for a while, the man has a small plastic bag in his hand, which contains something, and the color is slightly blue.
"Can you give this to my wife for me?"
"What is this?"
"My wife is terminally ill and needs this medication. โ
"Hello, why don't you deliver it yourself?"
"I'm alive and I'm dead. The man was stunned for a moment when he said this, revealing infinite sadness.
"You throw it over and I'll see what it is. - You're going to tell me where to send it. โ
"Don't care about anything, you just need to send it to Guo Aizhen in the Tiger Skin Village of Jincheng City. If you go late, my wife's life will be gone. Remember, remember. When the man had finished speaking, he threw a bag of blue granular things down the hillside, took a handful of grass, picked it up, and tied up the torn wound. Ye Chen looked at it in pain, but the man didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Watching the man disappear into the jungle, Ye Chen seemed to have a dream before he remembered to pick up the plastic bag of blue light on the ground. It was sticky and full of the man's blood, and he wiped it clean with paper before picking it up. Suddenly, he found that all the plants and trees stained with the man's blood had withered and died.
Ye Chen's hand was stained with some of that person's blood, and some dark spots appeared, and those spots gradually disappeared, and his hand returned to its original state.
Immortal, Ye Chen first thought of his special physique, if it was someone else, I am afraid it would have been eroded. He wiped the bag clean again, back and forth, left and right, and made sure that there was no blood on it, and then carefully picked it up.
Ye Chen talked about the stranger he saw and Lao Huang, and Lao Huang replied: "There are a few crazy people in this village for generations, so it's not surprising. But if you don't even know the old man in the village, it's only seen. The last time a homeless man died in this neighborhood was more than a decade ago. โ
The old lady said: "Next time there is such a person, you take care of it more, there are many poor people in the world." โ
Lao Huang said: "At most, I won't drive them away, but I can't take care of them." If I take care of it, I won't leave, and I don't have the heart to deal with people who live like such beasts. When you meet that kind of immoral person, you die in front of you, and the official family comes to ask, and it is unreasonable to say. โ
"You and Lao Han are both virtuous, and the abacus is crackling, but it won't be opened. โ
"Old sister-in-law, don't mention it, when Brother Han and I were young, we were so high-spirited, who could ask for a bargain from us? Our brothers and sisters have a bad life, but God is targeting us, and we have to say that no one in this world has served us. โ
"Okay, capable man!" the old lady slapped Lao Huang after speaking, full of love for this younger brother.
Before leaving, Lao Huang packed the dried herbs and some tea that he roasted, and brought Ye Chen to the car, Ye Chen left him two thousand yuan, and called the neighbors Widow Wang and Uncle Yang to have a conversation. When I walked out of the mountain road, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, but because of the long day, the light was still abundant. The driver waited for a long time, and there was no need to pay for the return fee, but this waiting fee was also a lot, and Ye Chen paid for it.