Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Clear Grimace

Zhang Mengjiao just entered the courtyard gate of the house after school, smelled the fragrance of rice, and her stomach was hungry early before school, and her daily breakfast was a bowl of potato porridge and a piece of corn tortillas, which could only be half full. Zhang Mengqi www.biquge.info who wrote "Fun" Pavilion was frying emerald green spinach on the stove in the yard, and Zhang Mengjiao hurried over to help add firewood to make the fire.

"Ah, it's so fragrant, sister, I'm glad to be bitter" Zhang Mengjiao said while adding firewood,

"Mengjiao, it's out of school, I'm hungry, the rice is ready, go dig the rice into the bowl" Zhang Mengqi asked,

Zhang Mengjiao scooped two bowls of rice out of the pot and put them on the mottled yellow wooden square table, Zhang Mengqi had already fried the vegetarian spinach and dug it into a plate on the table. In summer, the variety of vegetables in the field is relatively rich, spinach is ripe, spinach is eaten, eggplant, spicy, tomatoes are ripe, eggplant fried tomatoes are eaten, rapeseed oil is not much, dare not use more, fried vegetables, and boiled vegetables taste similar. In winter, there is nothing to cook, only stored cabbage, potatoes and pickles. The two sisters sat down to eat.

"Mengjiao, how did you do in the exam recently?" Zhang Mengqi asked with concern,

"The grades in all subjects are very good, ranking fifth in the class," Zhang Mengjiao said with a smile.

"Okay, keep working hard" Zhang Mengqi nodded with satisfaction and said,

After eating, Zhang Mengjiao went back to the house to study, Zhang Mengqi cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the house, the weather was getting colder, she was going to make Zhang Mengjiao's previous quilt into a new quilt, the quilt she bought was relatively thin, there was not much money at that time, the quilt she bought was not good, it was not hot.

She used the original quilt to slowly flocculate the dried cotton, and then spread the original quilt surface on it, and slowly sewed it on the kang alone, and it took an hour to make the quilt.

Her needlework was not done well, it used to be done by her mother, and she had to learn it if she had no way, and it was good to learn to do it slowly.

Later, I mended all Zhang Mengjiao's clothes, only to find that Zhang Mengjiao only had single clothes, and there were no thicker cotton jackets, I really don't know how to spend the winter, and now there is no extra cotton, and I can't do it. I can only wait for the corn to be harvested, buy some cotton and make new cotton jackets.

Zhang Mengqi came home from the field and saw that Zhang Mengjiao was already washing clothes after school, so she quickly helped bring the laundry basin to the place where the clothes were dried.

"Sister, you just came back from the field, how is the corn growing?" Zhang Mengjiao asked,

"The corn in the field is growing very well, and this year is a good year." Zhang Mengqi said with a smile,

"Great" Zhang Mengjiao nodded, the people in the village are all digging in the field, and their energy is focused on the crops, and it will be good to live a good life, otherwise they will be hungry.

The autumn harvest will be in a few days, and the clothes will be washed at home in the past few days, and while there is no farming busy, Zhang Mengqi will sell the vegetables, sell some money and sell some meat, so that he can eat when the farm is busy.

When the farm is busy, every family has to have a little meat, and it is also three meals a day, so as to ensure that there is enough strength to work, and take advantage of the good weather to quickly take the corn back to the house.

The family doesn't have much money, so I don't have to think about meat at all, and I usually can't eat a meal of meat, only when the farm is busy, I fight tooth sacrifices.

This afternoon, Zhang Mengqi made dinner, Zhang Mengjiao has not come back, she brought the food left for her back to the house, lying on the kang alone and actually had sleepiness, when she was in a daze, she heard movement in the house, she woke up immediately, and saw that it was Zhang Mengjiao, "Sister, I made a noise to you?" Zhang Mengjiao was washing her face and asked when she saw Zhang Mengqi waking up.

"No, I won't be able to sleep well if you don't come back."

"Really?" When Zhang Mengjiao heard her sister say this, her heart warmed, how happy she was when someone was waiting for her when she went home.

Hearing Zhang Mengjiao's laughter, Zhang Mengqi realized what she said, and the communication between sisters is also very important.

Zhang Mengqi got off the kang and brought out the rice left for Zhang Mengjiao, and it was still hot now, so she wouldn't feel cold. "I'm hungry, come over and eat."

"Well, I'm done washing my face." Zhang Mengjiao said.

After Zhang Mengjiao washed her face, she sat at the table in the middle of the room to eat, Zhang Mengqi sat in front of her and watched, when Zhang Mengjiao didn't come back, her heart was always up and down, and she was always worried, now, she was sitting in front of her eating food, as long as she looked at her, her heart was warm.

Zhang Mengjiao was hungry, she ate quickly, and when she finished eating, she looked up and saw Zhang Mengjiao staring at herself with a smile on the corner of her mouth and bright eyes.

"Sister, you're so good to me"

"Sister is not good to you, who is good to you"

"Sister, I will always be good to you." Zhang Mengjiao looked at Zhang Mengqi and said.

"Hmm. Me too" Zhang Mengqi smiled and nodded,

"Sister, I went to study," Zhang Mengjiao said,

"Well, okay" After Zhang Mengjiao finished speaking, Zhang Mengqi didn't have anything to do, she went to lie on the kang without resting well last night.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Mengqi woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. The night was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. Zhang Mengjiao fell asleep, only Zhang Mengqi tossed and turned on the bed, her eyes wide. She looked at the table below, and it was 2 o'clock, "Oh, go to sleep, there will be something tomorrow." She muttered to herself.

Zhang Mengqi looked up, and suddenly, she found that the mosquito net hanging on the bed was slowly sinking. Friends who have lived in the upper and lower bunks know that the pattern tent hanging on the bed hangs down from the upper bunk, she is a little strange, at first she thought it was the wind, but gradually there was something printed from the mosquito net, Zhang Mengqi took a closer look, it was a human face emerging from the mosquito net, and slowly became clear, just like a plaster face, and it was a woman's face, still smiling at her.

Zhang Mengqi was cold, jumped up, and screamed, Zhang Mengjiao woke up and asked, "Sister, what happened?" Zhang Mengqi trembled and pointed to the bed, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts." Zhang Mengjiao was startled, but she looked left and right and found nothing, "Sister, are you dreaming?" No kidding! Zhang Mengjiao said this, but she was still a little scared. Maybe," Zhang Mengqi couldn't figure out what was going on. "Sister, forget it, go to sleep, you must have nightmares." After Zhang Mengjiao finished speaking, she went to sleep.

Zhang Mengqi didn't feel sleepy at all, staring at the mosquito net above, would the plaster-like woman's face still appear?

Everything was quiet, and slowly, the mosquito net sank, and here it is again! The white woman's face appeared, staring at Zhang Mengqi and smiling, the smile was particularly obvious.

"She's coming! ......" Zhang Mengqi shouted, "Where?" Where? Zhang Mengjiao was woken up again and said in a panic,

"She's not gone, she's not gone, there, still laughing." The strange thing is that only Zhang Mengqi can see it, but Zhang Mengjiao can't see it.

The woman's face was pale and frightening, with a ghostly smile, echoing all over the house, piercing and trembling sound waves, and uncomfortable, is this woman a human or a ghost?