The cold moon hung high in the sky, and the winter night in the countryside was extremely silent, with the occasional dog barking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The north wind blew through the treetops, bringing with it a whistling gust.

Yangliu Village was pitch black, except for a small dilapidated house of the Zhang family at the east end of the village, where some faint lights were still peeking through the broken window paper.

The furnishings of the room were very simple, a rickety table stood by the window, one leg of the table was a little short, and half a brick was padded underneath, and a bench was placed next to the table. Two steps away from the table lay a single bed, on which a patched quilt bulged and wrapped in a thin woman with a blue face.

The woman's chest did not rise or fall at all, and judging from her face, it was obvious that she had been out of breath for a while. The dim light from the small light bulb on the beam hit the woman's face, making the woman's face even more terrifying.

In the middle of the night, the door to the small room was pushed open, and there was a "squeak" sound.

Wang Jiaqiao rubbed his eyes, put on cotton shoes, and walked in with a two-patched cotton jacket wrapped around his body.

"It's really not a family that doesn't know that oil and rice are expensive, who doesn't turn off the lights when they sleep at night? Dare you don't have to pay this electricity bill, don't you?" Wang Jiaqiao scolded in her mouth, she got up in the middle of the night to relieve her hands, and found that the lights in this room were not turned off, so she pushed the door and walked in. Looking at the person who still didn't move on the bed, she came up angrily, stepped to the bed in three or two steps, raised her hand and hit the woman in the pants.

"I'll tell you not to turn off the lights, get me up quickly!" Wang Jiaqiao's hands were very heavy, and every blow hit the woman's head. After a few beatings, she felt that something was wrong, this girl slept too dead, right? No, why is this head so cold!

Wang Jiaqiao subconsciously took two steps back and looked at the woman carefully through the dim light. "Ahh

"Splendid, splendid?" she shouted a few times to the woman on the bed in disbelief, seeing that the other party still didn't react at all, she stepped forward boldly, trembling her fingers to the woman's nose and probing it, and then bounced away violently, and ran out of the house with a pale face, and the cotton shoes ran away, and she didn't care to pick them up and put them on.

"Old man, build the country, love the country-" Wang Jiaqiao exclaimed and ran out.

Wang Jiaqiao went out with his front foot, and the woman who had already lost her breath on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.

Jinxiu looked at the light bulb on the roof with empty eyes, stunned. She had just heard her grandmother's voice? Wasn't she dead? How could she still hear her grandmother's voice? Could it be that her grandmother was also dead? If so, it would be fine, she had no feelings for that grandmother for a long time. She lived so painfully, and her grandmother also had to take a large part of the responsibility. No, everyone in the Zhang family is responsible!

Just because she didn't kill them doesn't mean she doesn't hate them. If they had the slightest pity for her, she wouldn't have ended up like that.

Although the light of the light bulb is not strong, it will still be uncomfortable for the eyes after looking at it for a long time. Jinxiu closed her eyes, she was dead, she killed someone, then she should go to hell. Why is this hell so quiet? What about those bull-headed horses, all kinds of evil ghosts? I don't know what kind of punishment she will receive? Will she go up the knife mountain or go down to the oil pot? However, she is not afraid, she is not even afraid of death, is she still afraid of these tricks against the dead ghosts?

I lay down with my eyes closed for a while, my head hurt and dizzy, and I felt terrible. Isn't she dead? How can she still feel this way? Could it be the after-effects of being shot?

The uncomfortable feeling in his head became stronger and stronger, and Jinxiu really couldn't stand it anymore, and opened his eyes to see if there were any other ghosts around. As soon as I turned my head, the feeling of dizziness became heavier, and I even felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit. She didn't dare to move anymore, tilting her head sideways, trying to wait for the dizziness in her head to pass.

Her body couldn't move, but her eyes were not restricted, and she turned her eyes to look around, which made her feel that something was wrong. Why is this place so similar to the small dilapidated house where she has lived in the Zhang family for nearly ten years?

If you look closely, it's not right, it's not like. This is the house where she lived back then. The yellowed New Year's pictures on the wall, the table with a short leg, and the window paper with a few holes in it are all so familiar. She still remembered that the hole in the window paper was deliberately poked by Zhang Ruyu, just because Zhang Ruyu was standing outside the window and asked her to wash her clothes, she moved slowly, so Zhang Ruyu took a stick and poked the window paper, saying that she wanted to see what she was doing inside.

"Huh. Jinxiu smiled bitterly, when she was alive, she made cattle and horses for the Zhang family, and even her own marriage was used to repay the Zhang family's "nurturing grace", and even died as a ghost, couldn't escape from this cage? No wonder she just heard the voice of her grandmother Wang Jiaqiao.

The dizziness in her brain was lessened a little, but Jinxiu didn't dare to move anymore. I didn't expect it to be a man, and it's not easy to be a ghost.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Mom, what are you howling in the middle of the night?" Uncle Zhang Jianguo's voice came in.

"That's it, this cold day is really terrible. The voice of the eldest aunt Li Meizhen also floated in, with obvious dissatisfaction in her voice.

"It's a shame, Jinxiu is dead!" Wang Jiaqiao said in a panic.

"What? Dead? Can't you? Don't you just fall, how can you die? Mom, don't you read it wrong?" Li Meizhen was startled.

Wang Jiaqiao's face turned pale: "It's not wrong, I personally confirmed it, it's really dead." Thinking of Jinxiu's bruised face and cold forehead, Wang Jiaqiao couldn't help but shiver.

Li Meizhen suddenly became anxious: "How is this good? Ruyu just pushed Jinxiu's dead girl, and then knocked lightly, how can she still die? This makes people know, don't you have to say that Ruyu killed her!"

When Zhang Jianguo heard this, he also became anxious, Ruyu is his daughter, and he is about to go out, if he is really accused of being a murderer, even if she doesn't kill Jinxiu, then Ruyu's life will be ruined. "No, we have to hurry up and drag Jinxiu out and bury it before dawn, so that no one can know that she is dead. ”

"But what if people want to ask? This is a good living person, you can't say that you can't see it and disappear, right?" The second uncle Zhang Aiguo also walked out of the house, he didn't plan to get up, but the more he listened to the house, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly got up.

Li Meizhen rubbed her teeth and said, "In case someone asks, just say that Jinxiu ran away." Didn't the educated youth return to the city during this time? Just tell people that Jinxiu got along with which educated youth, ran away with others, and lived a good life. ”