069 Our souls that have nowhere to put them
Ma San'er was startled and looked back at the source of the voice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info saw a bronze-faced man leave his seat and stride towards him.
"Wang Cai, it turned out to be your dog|......" After seeing the person clearly, Ma San'er's tense nerves relaxed, and he scolded with a smile.
"Are you going to your eldest brother's house to eat and drink again?" Wang Cai held on to the backrest of the seat in the car and walked to Ma San'er and sat down. Seeing that Ma San'er didn't answer his words, Wang Cai repeated what he had just said.
"Wang Cai, you are a dog, you really can't spit out ivory in your mouth~ Why are the words so sour and smelly!" Ma San'er was looking forward to the windfall that was about to come, and he didn't care much about the ridicule in Wang Cai's words.
Wang Cai smiled, twisted his body disapprenorantly, crossed Erlang's legs, and sat down in a more comfortable position. This season, there are not many people on the bus. There were a lot of empty seats in the car. Therefore, Wang Cai walked around and sat at will, and the driver didn't say anything.
"What are you doing out there?" Ma San'er asked Wang Cai.
"My mother-in-law is lying in the hospital. I'm going to pick her up. Wang Cai replied.
Wang Cai's mother-in-law was lying in the hospital, only the air in and the air did not come out, and I heard that it was just a matter of the past few days. But the four sons in the family, you push me, I push you, none of them are willing to go to their own home, they all say that the old lady is sick and has spent a lot of money and made a lot of efforts. The youngest of Wang Cai's family, seeing the chilling behavior of his four elder brothers, cried every day at home. There was no way, Wang Cai had no choice but to take over the job and go to the county hospital to pick up the dying old mother-in-law and go home. These things, as a fellow villager, Ma San'er has also heard of them.
"Hey, what's in that basket?" Wang Cai was attracted by the tightly covered back basket next to Ma San'er and asked.
"Brought something for my eldest brother." Ma San'er heard Wang Cai ask about the back basket, and couldn't help but feel nervous, and replied calmly.
"Hey, what did you bring? Show me, I didn't expect your iron rooster to have a day when you don't eat and drink in vain! Wang Cai said, gesturing to reach out and uncover the old gray-black clothes on the back basket.
"Don't move. Be careful if you break it, you will pay! Ma San'er stretched out his arm to block Wang Cai, and his heart was pounding, like a drum.
"Stingy. Let's see if it won't break yours again! Wang Cai withdrew his hand stupidly and protested dissatisfiedly.
Ma San'er listened to Wang Cai's protest, just smiled and didn't speak. After a while, Wang Cai couldn't help but glance at the back basket and asked curiously, "What are you pretending to be?" Why are you still moving? ”
"A few local chickens. My eldest brother asked me to buy it~" Ma San'er replied disapprerovingly, and then diverted the topic: "This car is quite fast." It's almost in town in a few moments......"
"Yes! I think back then, I had to go out of the city for a day......" Wang Cai looked at the rapidly changing scenery outside the car window and sighed.
The little uncle picked up his simple luggage and walked again to the village of the lame woman. Although he knew that this trip was likely to be in vain, he had to come. What if there are any clues! The little uncle thought and continued to inquire from house to house.
This time, he met Ma San'er on the road. But after Ma San'er saw him, he saw that he was like a cat mouse, hiding far away. Although the little uncle was puzzled, he didn't go to the bottom of his heart.
When asked about a family living by the river, the little uncle finally found a clue. The last time he came, the family's doors were closed. This time, however, the door was open. A sallow-faced woman with a white velvet flower sat at the door, doing needlework.
The little uncle explained the intention. The needlework woman brought him a cup of hot tea and chatted with him: "I haven't seen it." My mom died in the past few days. We were all busy mourning her. Not in the house. Didn't see the kid you mentioned. ”
The woman shook her head as she spoke, pulling the thick white thread whirring. Then he asked the little uncle, "Have you searched everywhere?" ”
"Looked. But they all said they hadn't seen it. I don't think I ever came to my eldest sister's house last time. So try your luck...... Since the eldest sister also said that she hadn't seen it, then I'll look elsewhere. The little uncle was about to get up and leave, but the woman hurried over and grabbed him.
"Don't worry. Drink some water and rest first. Restore your strength. You tell me everything, and the eldest sister will help you think of a way. This Kitahara is so big, you can't just run around like a fly without a head! The woman persuaded the little uncle. The velvet flowers in the ears trembled and trembled due to the woman's movement.
When the little uncle heard this, he sat down. The woman picked up the boiling water bottle and refilled the little uncle, and the boiled tea leaves stretched out in the green and yellow tea, as if dancing under the steaming heat. The little uncle recounted the cause and effect to the woman 1510.
"Big brother, it's not the eldest sister who said you. It's really unkind what you're doing~" The woman continued to fly the needle and line, accusing the little uncle without being salty.
The little uncle blushed and didn't know what to say to deal with the woman's accusations, so he had to blow off the tea foam on the cup and take a sip of hot tea. The hot tea rolled down the throat of the little uncle, like a flame burning in the middle of the trend, and the burning of the little uncle's internal organs was hot and painful.
"Still, it's happened. It's useless to accuse you now. You say, no one in the neighborhood saw the little boy, did they? The woman asked, looking up at the little uncle with a flushed face.
The little uncle had a fire wrapped in his throat, and he couldn't speak in pain, so he had to nod: "Hmm." ”
"That's weird. It stands to reason that such a situation should not have happened! As long as the child walks around, the surrounding villagers should be able to see it. The woman muttered to herself.
"yes. I thought it couldn't be. But I went to her house to look for it, but the child was not there. She said that the child was lost, and it didn't look like she was lying. The little uncle nodded and agreed in agreement. And the woman in his mouth is naturally the lame woman's family who bought a small pillar.
"Not really. I heard that these days the cripple is looking around on crutches every day. Probably not. So how is this possible? The woman thought about it, but she didn't expect a needle to pierce her finger: "Ah! My good ......."
Beads of red blood rose from the woman's hand, and the woman was so shocked that she hurriedly pulled out the needle and wiped the blood off the corner of her clothes.
"Are you alright?" The little uncle asked, looking at the woman's fingers wrapped around the corners of his clothes.
"Nothing. It's just a needle. The woman smiled and put down the needle and thread, and put the half-contained sole of her shoe into the sewing basket. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she asked the little uncle, "What is the number of the day the child was lost?"
"Thirteen." The little uncle blurted out when he heard this, he didn't know why the woman asked like this, and looked at the woman suspiciously.