Chapter 3: The Vanishing Wong Tai Sin
After a while, Lao Lu Tou came into the house with a steaming porcelain basin, looked at Lu Le's appearance and scolded distressedly: "Little melon baby, don't you have a cold and fever again!" As he pulled the sheet over his buttocks, he wrung out the hot towel soaked in salt water and pressed it hard against the wound on his back, so hot that he whimpered and screamed, and his limbs bounced up like frightened mules. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Don't move, bear with me!" Lao Lu Tou pressed his back with his left hand, took out his right hand to pick up the porcelain basin, poured the hot salt water evenly on the towel, and said to himself: "It's okay if the temperature can't reach it......
"Oh, my mother......" Lu Le howled again.
It's also strange to say, the hot salt water is so hot and stinging, I suddenly feel a lot better, and then the itching is not so much, and the pain is not very painful, Lu Le stopped, thinking that he knew that he was going to suffer such a big crime, and said that he would not be greedy for those two mouthfuls of acacia flowers.
By this time, the sky was already dark.
Once people get old, they are most afraid of not having a good rest, otherwise they feel that something is wrong. Old Lu Tou wiped Lu Le's body with the still hot salt water, and then cleaned up and said, "It's okay, right?" I'll go back to the house and squint for a while. ”
Lu Le nodded, the tears on his face hadn't dried yet. When Grandpa closed the door and returned to the house, he couldn't wait to pull out the sweatshirt tucked under the pillow, only to find that there was a long hole in the middle of his back, and he suddenly felt that his scalp was numb.
This is by no means pulled by branches and thorns, otherwise the opening would not be so neat. Grandpa said that the wound was scratched, and it was fucking terrible to think about it, but this possibility is also very small, who has such a sharp nail cover as a knife?
After thinking about it for a while, I gradually became sleepy, and I was afraid of the wound on my back, so I had to curl up on my side and fall asleep, like a lazy kitten.
After staring at the fart for a while, there was a rapid knock on the door outside: "Uncle Lu! Is Uncle Lu at home? ”
The voice is thin and sharp, and when I hear it, I know that it is Liu Dagang, the correspondent of the production team, and he didn't make a girl, so he was really blind to this good voice.
The grandfather in the next room coughed dryly, turned over and got out of bed, kicked the trailer and walked to the door and asked loudly, "What are you arguing about early in the morning?" Your uncle, I'm not dead yet! Listening to the tone, his old man was holding his stomach to get up.
Pull off the door bolt, push open the wooden door with a "squeak", Da Gang saw that his grandfather was unhappy, and hurriedly put on a smile and lowered his eyebrows and said: "Uncle, the secretary of Cao has notified the meeting, in the graveyard circle under the river bay." ”
After hearing this, the grandfather was even more angry: "Is this fucking Cao Maozi sick in the brain?" What kind of meeting in the grave circle early in the morning? ”
Liu Dagang touched his nose, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and snorted: "It seems to be a matter of breaking the four olds......
"What is the fourth uncle, the new fourth uncle? Even if he beats him, his fourth uncle doesn't need to have a meeting early in the morning to discuss with us, right? Grandpa got a little impatient, and took a step back to close the door.
Liu Dagang hurriedly grabbed Lao Lu's elbow, and coaxed him with a smile: "Your old man is the tallest in the whole village, and he is the head of a household. Cao Zhishu's face can not be given, but Chairman Mao's face must be given, right? ”
Lao Lu Tou yawned for a long time, thinking that he had said all the good things, even Chairman Mao and his old man had moved out, and it would be inappropriate if he didn't agree, so he pretended to be extremely reluctant and said: "Forget it, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, I'll rinse my mouth and soak, and I'll go in a while." ”
Liu Dagang was relieved and left with a thousand thanks.
Meeting in the grave circle? Could it be something to do with the two new tombs? The mound where Wong Tai Sin was buried last night is on the edge of the new grave, if everyone goes to the meeting, who accidentally finds this stubble and pulls up that Wong Tai Sin, and it is not all my sin? Thinking of this, Lu Le got up from the earthen kang as soon as he was bone, rushed to the door of his grandfather's room and said, "Grandpa, I will also go to the meeting!" ”
Old Lu Tou was happy when he heard it: "Your girl's hair hasn't grown, what kind of meeting?" Doesn't the gash on your back hurt? ”
"It doesn't hurt anymore! Grandpa, breaking the four old and building a new style is a major event that everyone has to participate in, you don't let me go, you have to let the Red Guards know that you have to wear a high hat to parade the streets! ”
Lu Le stood at the door of his grandfather's room with his hands on his hips, looking like he was not giving in.
"You little bad lamb, even the old guy dares to threaten! Legs are on you, do you like to go, what bullshit is with me......"
Lu Le grinned, spread his legs and rushed towards the bottom of the river bay.
When I arrived at the cemetery, almost all the more than 20 families in the village had arrived, and it seemed that Cao Maozi's name was not covered, in front of the villagers he was a cat, and everyone was a mouse; But in front of the "fierce Zhang Fei" Zhang Kunshan, who passed away not long ago, he was a cat and a tiger.
There are only two people in the whole village who he is taboo about, one is the respected Lu Qinghe, and the other is Zhang Kunshan, who has beaten him several times.
The cemetery enclosure occupies almost the entire lower reaches of the river bay, and the area is larger, but the crowd of people holding the meeting in front of the two new graves in front of them seems to have half been confirmed by Lu Le's guess.
He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one and got into the crowd, and finally squeezed in front of the new grave, only to find that the mound on the ground was gone, and not even a lump of adobe remained!
Oops! Lu Le was so anxious that he only slapped his thighs, always thinking that he had gotten up early, but today he met someone who didn't sleep! This person is very professional, he took away Wong Tai Sin's body and cleaned up the scene so cleanly.
Lu Le squatted on the ground and was stunned, thinking about it for a long time and suddenly realized that something was wrong, there was something strange about this: the weasel was stoned to death last night, and the blood from the brain flowed all over the ground, but there was no trace on the ground, not even a trace of blood. It was true that the adobe pimples were cleaned up, but the blood stains seeped into the overgrown and uneven graveyard, and there was no way to clean them up!
Could it be that Wong Tai Sin and the mound are gone? Not to mention, it's really possible! Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground.
"Woohoo!" As soon as he raised his eyes, he was taken aback: I didn't pay attention to it in the dark last night, why is this new tomb in front of me so huge, like a pyramid! It is more than half a cut higher than the surrounding graves, and it is more than three times larger! It's almost connected to another newly renovated tomb next to it!
Lu Le thought about it, no! In addition to the joint burial tomb, there must be enough distance between the two tombs, otherwise it will be very unlucky for the wind and rain to erode and the two tombs to be connected together!
Looking down again, I saw that all the weeds around the tomb had been bent, and some of them were only left with a sharp tip exposed!
Could it be that this new tomb is growing and expanding all the time?! My dear mother......
Lu Le broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly retreated to the crowd.