That rag doll is not like the doll sold in the general commodity supermarket, about the success. The size of the person, and Wang Fan could see at a glance that the doll in his hand was an adult male, because the doll had a hat on its eyes and eyebrows, and was wearing a man's clothes. Human-sized dolls, the key is very realistic!

The person who threw the doll at Wang Fan was a seven or eight-year-old child, who was fat, his face was red, and his head was sweating. ,ybdu,

"What's your name? Is this your doll, why are you still playing with dolls when you're so big, and it's still such a big rag doll? ”

Wang Fan smiled and handed the doll to the child, but saw him holding the doll and ran, but without running two steps, he met a woman in her thirties, wearing hot pants and vest, the woman's skin is rare fair, and the dark villagers in this fishing village are different, maybe because of long-term work, the figure is very good, not like a person who has given birth to a child!

"Chubby, why did you bump into someone and don't say sorry to the guests? How do I usually teach you? Who else told you to take the doll out, send it back quickly! ”

The woman reprimanded the little fat in a low voice, and Wang Fan heard the little fat call him mother, it is estimated that they are also from this fishing village, Lin Feng is going to investigate the strange incident in the fishing village anyway, at least there is a place to settle down first, so Wang Fan catches up with it!

"Sister-in-law, we are guests who come to the fishing village to play, do you have a tour guide or a place to stay here?"

Wang Fan's smile was sincere. Lin Feng on the side didn't look very old, and the chubby mother looked at the two. Thinking about the child's unreasonableness just now, after thinking about it, he said: "Our village chief's family often receives them. Some of the guests who have come to play, if you want to stay here, or to play, it is best to go to his house, or I will take you there? ”

Chubby's mother seems to be very kind, and her Mandarin is also very standard, on the way to the village chief's house, Wang Fan knew that Chubby's mother was working in the south. Later, he married into this fishing village, but his husband passed away last year, leaving Xiaopang and her in-laws at home, and life was more difficult!

As soon as Lin Feng heard that the little fat mother said that her husband had died, she immediately gave Wang Fan a look, because the reason why Lin Feng came to the fishing village was because the souls of the people who had passed away in the fishing village over the years had not reached the underworld, and those ghosts could not be found in black and white impermanence. Where the hell did it go?

Now that he heard Chubby's mother say that her husband died a year ago, he naturally cares about it!

"I'm from Jiangcheng, and the city is all cremated. But the countryside is all buried, is your husband also buried? Wang Fan naturally knew Lin Feng's thoughts, so he hesitated. I had to speak more tactfully and asked the chubby mother. I hope it doesn't arouse his suspicions!

"In my hometown, I was also buried, but in this fishing village it is all cremated. On the slope of the back hill, so that when the relatives celebrate the New Year's holiday, there is also a place to pay tribute, poor little chubby ......"

When the chubby mother said this, her voice became much lower, which made Wang Fan on the side very embarrassed, and it was difficult to ask for the next words, but he at least knew that the fishing villages were cremated, and the ashes were sent to the back mountain, as long as he knew this, he would take his time to find it!

The village chief's house is in the middle of the fishing village, a small courtyard with three three-story villas, which looks very beautiful, and it is estimated that it is also the best building in this fishing village.

The chubby mother went to call people, and after a while, a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and chubby, and a round face, introduced himself as the village chief of this fishing village, called He Congjun, the village chief's Mandarin is not very standard, but the people are very enthusiastic, and they are busy inviting Wang Fan and them into the house!

"My family has a lot of empty houses in this village, and this fishing village is familiar to everyone, if you want to play and vacation here, it is most suitable to live in my house, but I don't know how many days you will live here? Do you want to play in a fishing village by yourself, or do you need someone to show you the way? ”

He Congjun has a fat face, so his two eyes are very small, although his Mandarin is not standard, but the meaning Wang Fan can still understand, and taking advantage of the gap in speaking, He Congjun has already signaled Wang Fan to sit down, and he began to prepare kung fu tea!

I saw that He Congjun took the best tea, said that it was the local Tieguanyin, and introduced the characteristics and flavor of the tea, and then let Wang Fan and others enjoy it.

During the banquet, Wang Fan knew that the people in the fishing village liked to drink tea, and thought about the purpose of his trip with Lin Feng, mainly to investigate this fishing village, and meet He Congjun to make kung fu tea to entertain him.

"Gongfu tea is deeply loved by people in the fishing village area, and many people make a pot of tea in the morning, and the tiredness is swept away, and they only feel refreshed.

The people of the fishing village call tea "tea rice", and tea is like rice in the minds of the people of the fishing village, which is enough to see that the people of the fishing village love tea as life, and tea and rice are inseparable.

There is nothing to entertain when I come to the fishing village, so I can only invite you to tea! ”

Then He Congjun said with a smile, first flush the boiling water into the empty pot, called the "warm pot", and pour the water of the warm pot into the tea boat - that is, the tea tray, a shallow basin of purple sand.

He poured boiling water into the teapot until it was full, and made the bamboo chopsticks scrape off the tea foam on the surface of the teapot, and immediately poured it into the tea boat or the sea of tea, a kind of larger teacup.

Wang Fan and Lin Feng watched with great interest as He Congjun made tea there, and then watched him wait for the tea to be brewed, and used the tea from the warm pot and the tea to clean the teacup in the tea boat—this is a small teacup slightly smaller than a wine cup (even the teapot itself is only the size of a fist).

When He Congjun made the first cup of tea, he ran the pot along the edge of the tea boat for several weeks, and said happily: "This is called playing in the mountains and waters, in order to prevent the water from the bottom of the pot from dripping into the teacup." ”

He Congjun served a cup of kung fu tea, looked at Wang Fan and Lin Feng hesitated, probably thinking that Wang Fan was older, so he gave the first cup of tea to Wang Fan!

This made Lin Feng on the side secretly unhappy, the first cup of kung fu tea is the most important, and the person who receives it must be the "chief" here, this He Congjun regards Wang Fan as the eldest of the two!

"Thank you, this tea is so fragrant, it's the first time I've drunk such a good tea!"

Wang Fan pinched a small pocket teacup the size of a thumb like a four-snail with 3 fingers, moved it between his nose and lips, sniffed or slurped, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was fascinated, like a meditating Taoist, everything in the outside world was completely unaware, so that He Congjun laughed out loud all of a sudden, and only felt that the guests who came today were very flattering.

The three of them were not very familiar with each other, but after a few sips of tea, everyone became talking and laughing, as if they had known each other for a long time, that Lin Feng was a little unhappy in his heart, and felt that Wang Fan's actions and words were too exaggerated, but after a sip of tea, his eyes were full of suspicion, and then he looked at Wang Fan, and both of them nodded quietly.

"You are really good tea, we originally planned to stay in this fishing village for a day, who knew that there was such a good tea here, I was really reluctant to leave, I plan to play here for three days, Wang Fan, you have a lot of cash in your hand, you better say it!"

Lin Feng grinned and tasted another sip of tea, he closed his eyes and could feel the thin aura in this tea, which was also the reason why he and Wang Fan were surprised, how could there be such a spiritual tea in this small fishing village?

And also appeared in this village chief's house? This fishing village is really strange, isn't it accidental that the missing soul of this fishing village and the appearance of this spiritual tea are not accidental?

Wang Fan understood what Lin Feng meant, he was a ghost and might not have any cash on him, so he happily took out three thousand yuan, put it on the table, and said with a smile that this was the accommodation fee for the two of them!

"Where do you need so much money for three days? Although you live on the third floor of my house, you can come to me directly if you have something, just eat and live in my house, rest assured, our fishing village is all acquaintances, and the security is very good, you can enjoy it here......"

As he spoke, he lined up the small teacups that had been warmed and washed in turn, and poured them back and forth in turn, also known as "cruising the river", or poured the tea in the pot into the sea of tea and then into the cup.

Wang Fan and Lin Feng watched him make tea while asking him about topics they were interested in.

"The little chubby mother who brought us over today said that the back mountains seem to be all places where the ashes are put in fishing villages, and it is too peaceful there, can we go to the back mountains?"

When Lin Feng said this, he pretended to be afraid of ghosts, and only asked if He Congjun was haunted? This made Wang Fan secretly disdainful, Lin Feng himself is a ghost, and he is still afraid of ghosts?

However, he also knew that this was Lin Feng Xiang He Congjun to inquire about the situation after the dead people in the fishing village, if those ghosts were stranded in the fishing village, residents like them who had lived for a long time would always find something unusual.

"Taiping? What's not very peaceful, if you like to see, you can go and see it, you can see the seaside over there, the scenery is very good, maybe you can meet the villagers who go to worship, if you get lost, then tell them directly that they are my guests, and they will send you over! ”

Then He Congjun didn't care, it seems that there has been no haunted thing in this fishing village, at least he dares to let Wang Fan and them go to the back mountain, which means that it is still very peaceful over there!

The two chatted with He Congjun for a long time, and finally figured out that there are thousands of families and tens of thousands of people in this fishing village, and more than 200 people have died over the years, most of whom live by fishing or helping people, but people here live and work in peace and contentment, and few people generally move out of the fishing village!

Seeing that the sun had risen, Wang Fan and Lin Feng went out for a walk under the pretext of going out, planning to go to the back mountain of the fishing village to see if there was anything abnormal there! (To be continued......)