After Wang Fan left Shi's house, he walked along the Douli River in the night, and suddenly his mobile phone rang.

Wang Fan took it out, and saw that it was none other than Shi Yuxing.

Shi Yuxing wanted to probe Wang Fan's tone and determine the whereabouts of the Soul Gathering Coffin, Wang Fan raised his hand and threw out his mobile phone, and with a snap, the mobile phone fell into the Dou Li River.

"What's wrong with you, young man. ”

An old man walked out of the woods, it was the old ginger head who was fishing by the river.

"It's okay, the phone is broken, I want to get a new one. ”

Wang Fan saw that the old ginger was approaching him with a big basket, followed by a big black and white wolf dog.

When the dog saw Wang Fan, he was afraid to stop, and his body retreated.

Old Jiang Tou noticed this detail, turned his head and stroked the wolf dog's head and said, "This person is Mr. Yin and Yang, who hunts ghosts and watches feng shui, and will not hurt you." ”

"Uncle, where are you?"

Wang Fan stopped, looked at the person and dog in front of him and smiled.

I felt that there was a yin qi on the dog's body that kept fluttering, and there was something evil on the dog's body.

"I'll go up the mountain to pick some mushrooms, young man, have you finished reading the Feng Shui of the Shi family?"

Old Jiang Tou put down the dog, got up and asked Wang Fan.

"It's over, it's over. ”

Wang Fan knew in his heart that the Shi family knew that he was not dead, and he called himself just now, he was so deeply trapped, Chen Rui and the two brothers of the Shi family couldn't let him go. He wanted to get out of the way, unlikely.

"Have you eaten, my house is in front, why don't you come to my house and try my craftsmanship. ”

When the old ginger heard that Wang Fan had great skills, and saw that he was amiable, he was respectful, and he took Wang Fan's hand and couldn't help but refuse.

Wang Fan had to follow Lao Jiang back to a two-story small building by the Douli River, although the small building was very old, it was still neat and solid, swaying in the river breeze, which was not interesting.

Standing on the second floor, you can see the Shijia Villa, Wang Fan looked at the shadow of the house in the morning mist, and said in his heart, although I have lived there for half a month, but I am still so strange, I can't guess what the people inside think.

Looking down, I saw the old ginger head busy working on the stove in the courtyard, and the big wolf dog wagged his tail and followed him, jumping non-stop.

"Alright, alright, the meal will be ready soon, let's stew fish. ”

Old Jiang Tou comforted the drooling wolf dog, while starting to clean up a four-pound crucian carp, Wang Fan remembered that before he met the giant frog that day, Old Jiang Tou caught four big fish, which may be the last one.

The old ginger head cut off the head and tail of the fish, threw it to the big wolf dog, and threw the white fish into the oil pot.

Add the seasoning and cover the pot. Old Jiang Tou held an iron basin and turned his head to walk towards the Dou Lijiang River at the edge of the courtyard.

Scooping up a basin full of river water, I turned around, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that the fish had turned golden brown.

With a bang, he poured a whole small basin of river water into the pot.

The oil pot sounded softly, and it quieted down, and the old ginger looked up and saw Wang Fan looking at him and shouted with a smile: "Young man, wait a minute, it will be fine immediately." ”

Wang Fan smiled and nodded, the old ginger head sat next to the stove and added firewood, and the fire reflected the old man's wrinkled face.

"Uncle, you live alone. ”

Wang Fan sat on the pyre and asked softly, only to see the old ginger sigh and say: "Tiantian's parents all go to Beijing to work, and after Tiantian dies, I will be left alone." ”

At this time, the big wolf dog had finished eating the fish head and leaned on the old man.

The old man held its head, took a wooden comb and brushed it, and said, "You haven't eaten yet, you'll be fine soon, don't worry." ”

Wang Fan caught a glimpse of a hideous wound on the chest of the big wolf dog, which was as long as a palm.

"Who is Tiantian yours?"

Wang Fan asked hesitantly and whispered, he knew that it might be the old man's scar, but since it was a matter of life and death, he might be able to help.

"Tian Tian is my granddaughter, and now those children don't remember her. ”

Old Jiang raised his hand and pointed at it, Wang Fan followed his finger and looked over, a group of little girls on the Xiaomaomao Road by the river were chattering and laughing.

Turning his head, he saw that the old ginger's eyes were flowing on the children, as if looking for his deceased granddaughter in the crowd.

"How did she die?"

"Tian Tian is drowned, I really shouldn't let her go out alone. ”

When it came to sad things, the old ginger was full of tears, Wang Fan couldn't imagine that the optimistic old man in his heart would have such pain.

"Whew!"

As if he understood the old ginger's words, the big wolf dog shook his head and jumped in front of the old man.

"You are quiet, the meal is ready, quietly. ”

The old ginger head grabbed the big dog's head, afraid of burning it.

"That day, Tian Tian took Da Hei to the river to play, and I also went up the mountain to collect medicine. I heard a gunshot on the mountain, but I didn't care, and when I came home at noon, I saw Da Hei lying in front of the door covered in blood.

I screamed badly, and when I came back, the big black was bleeding and took me to the river.

I looked around and saw my granddaughter floating on the river, woo!"

The pain of drilling his heart pierced Lao Jiangxin's heart, and he hugged the headache of the big wolf dog and cried.

At this time, the pot was boiling, and Wang Fan took out the fish, cut it in half and threw it into the big wolf dog's food box.

After that, the old man's newly picked mushrooms were fried and put in the pot, and a sharp pepper was cut, and the spicy fragrance made the old ginger head raise his head again.

"Uncle, this mushroom is so fresh. ”

Wang Fan put the small table away, brought a pot of stewed crucian carp and a plate of fried real mushrooms with sharp peppers to the table, turned his head and said to the old ginger head.

"It's a great place to be. ”

The old ginger patted the big dog who was eating fish, then got up and picked up a pot of wine and sat down at the table.

"Drink, young man. ”

The old ginger handed the wine jug to Wang Fan, and Wang Fan took it and took a sip: "Good wine, I haven't drunk Moutai and this wine is not good." ”

"Of course, I picked it up from the second pot stream in the village wine shop in front of me. ”

The old ginger triumphantly withdrew the flask and took a sip of it.

"Ahh

This wine pot is very spicy, so spicy that the old ginger's snot and tears flowed together, Wang Fan saw this biting the fish meat and pointed at the old man and laughed: "Uncle, you have to slow down." ”

When the wine entered his stomach, a warm current rose from his stomach and flowed to all parts of his body, and the old man felt as if every cell was activated, and his face was ruddy, as if he was back in his prime.

The old ginger head said loudly: "This is enjoyable!"

He just stretched out his hand to grab the wine jug, but he grabbed it empty, raised his eyes and saw Wang Fan smiling at him, put the wine jug to his mouth, and took a sip like the old ginger.

"Wow!spicy!spicy!too spicy!"

As soon as the wine entered his throat, Wang Fan felt that the sky was spinning, and his eyes were full of Venus by the spicy wine, and he let go of the wine jug and opened his eyes angrily.

I felt that a fire dragon rose from my body, surging and rushing in the meridians around my body, and the whole person seemed to be able to step on the clouds with my feet raised.

Suddenly, the pride soared into the sky, and there was a great feeling that he would be at the top and see the mountains at a glance.

"It's my turn!"

The old ginger snatched the wine jug and drank it with his neck raised, the wine flowed from the corners of his mouth, from his neck to his chest, and his clothes were soaked.

Wang Fan was dizzy, turned around and raised his hand to grab the wine jug, and said bitterly: "You drink like this, this pot of good wine is blind in vain." ”

(End of chapter)