Chapter 3 Abnormal Protrusions
When I returned home with Sister Wenwen, my mother still asked questions so enthusiastically, but Sister Wenwen's answer was a little absent-minded. I took advantage of the gap between my mother and sister to talk and walked to the kitchen to see how the sixth child's lunch was doing.
When I entered the room, there was a smell of burnt feathers, and I saw that the sixth child was lighting a fire and preparing to cook.
"Sixth, have you just started cooking? I'm already hungry here. As soon as he said this, he frightened the sixth child, and I don't know if he was too focused on burning the fire, or if the smoke in the house was too big and he couldn't see me.
"Oh! It's Young Master Zhang Yue who is back! Isn't this just going to make you my specialty sweet and sour tenderloin, the room is full of fireworks, don't smoke you, hurry up." β
"Okay, okay, I'll go out and wait for dinner. Looking at the sixth child's smiling expression, I always felt that something was not right, so I stayed casually for a while, took care of the people who should be taken care of, and I left the kitchen.
When she returned to the hall, Sister Wenwen didn't know where she had gone, only to see her mother sitting aside drinking tea.
"Mom, where is Sister Wenwen? She just came back and ran away again without taking a break, and I still have something to ask her. β
"I don't know where I went. As I said this, my mother looked at me with a strange look.
"What's the matter, Mom, is there anything on my face?"
"No, I'm hungry, son, the sixth is back, you see the smoke from the fire in the room is rising, there will definitely be your favorite dishes at noon in a while, the sixth one! the sixth one!"
"Sixth, what's wrong?" Mom got up and walked to the kitchen, and I followed Mom quietly closer, and the scene in front of me was something I had never seen beforeβthe Sixth was holding firewood in one hand and covering his bleeding left chest with the other, and he had fallen to the ground.
I just came out of the kitchen! I don't think anyone has ever entered here! Could it be that this is what happened when I turned around and was left?!
"Don't look, son!" my mother quickly covered my eyes, and walked back to the hall with me to sit down, "It's okay son, you go back to your bedroom first and don't come out, I'll go find your father, go to the county government with your father, don't go out of the bedroom door." β
I was so frightened that I couldn't speak, so I had to say yes and hurry back to my room, wrapping myself in a quilt. What is going on with all this? The hair ornament at the corner of the alley, the sixth cook who was talking to me just now, the cold sweat on the palm of Sister Wenwen. Without my dad here, my mind is a mess, and now I can only wait for my dad and mom to get home with Sister Wenwen, and I will say these things again, so that my dad can protect the safety of his family as soon as possible.
"Young Master, Young Master, are you in there?"
"Who!" these two young masters were so shocked that a cold sweat broke out on my back, and I thought that the sixth deceitful corpse was coming. After listening carefully to the girl's voice, she calmed down, "Is it Ruyue?"
"It's me, young master, it's already lunchtime, I see that there is no one at home, so I look around, is the sixth child back? I see that the fireworks for cooking in the kitchen are coming out. "Ruyue is a servant who serves my mother, a girl who is a little older than me, and has just been working in my house for a few years.
"Oh, yes, you're cooking, come in, the kitchen is too hot, you maids don't go in." "It seems that Ruyue hasn't been to the room yet, so in order not to make her afraid, I said these words so that she wouldn't go to the room.
Ruyue pushed open the door and entered my bedroom, looked left and right, and walked to the desk to help me clean up the scattered books. "Young master, your desk here is really messy, Madame's desk has never been so messy" Ruyue said while helping me clean up the desk, "But Madame doesn't read so many books as you, after all, Madame doesn't like these strange things, every day I talk about asking for a child to be safe, it is enough to be able to have children and grandchildren to live for a long time, Ruyue I also think that as long as the young master and the girl grow up healthy and healthy, it will be very good to become a family, only the master urges you to do those dangerous things called 'collecting' every day." β
Ruyue cleaned up her desk in the room on the left side of the door, and I sat on the bed on the right side of the door to look behind her, feeling a sense of intimacy, and couldn't help but approach Ruyue's back. Thinking of Ruyue and Sister Wenwen, although not as decisive as Sister Wenwen, but more gentle as a sister, when she first came, I felt that she didn't like to talk, and she hadn't read any books, but she did things cleanly, and she also liked to do some things like embroidery and raising flowers that girls often do, and Sister Wenwen often found her to spend boring time together.
"Young Master, you startled me, when did you start walking so quietly?" Ruyue suddenly noticed that I was approaching her, and turned around and exclaimed.
"It's nothing, it's just that my mother told me that the county has been unstable recently, so let's do less and go out less, I'll clean up, you just hurry back to your room, my mother went out to find Dad, if she comes back and has something, she will go to you." I don't have much to do right now, I'll just read a book for a while and wait for lunch. β
"Alright then, I'll go back. Ruyue said and closed the door and left.
I sat at the desk, and opened the "Haishan Lu" again without listening to the call, and turned to this paragraph describing our Jingshan, which seemed to be nothing special, and then turned a few more pages to see the method of sacrificing to the mountain god: "Its ten gods are all like a body and an eight-legged snake tail." Its shrines are all used to cure it. All the forty-four gods are all used in the rice temple. None of this is fire-eating. β
But this morning I drank the soup made by my mother, and the sixth child was still cooking on the fire just now, don't they know the rules of this sacrifice? Things are becoming more and more bizarre, I can't figure it out, and when my father comes home, I must find him to understand, what happened in the county is definitely not something that can be solved by the officials of the county government who only catch thieves, robbers, and people who violate the law and discipline.
I kept combing through what I saw this morning, and the purple hair ornaments left by the people who were dragged to the shadows were exactly the same as the girls of my childhood sweethearts; the streets should not be empty even if it was sacrificial time, and those gangsters and beggars also put on sacrificial costumes to worship the mountain gods; and Sister Wenwen, who dragged me all the way home, turned her head and disappeared again with cold sweat in her palms; The sixth cook, who was still talking to me just now, and was already a corpse when I met again. These things are not normal, even if they are sour and weird, but Dad and Sister Wenwen have already gone up the mountain to investigate, saying that everything is normal, are they hiding something from me? When they all go home, I must ask clearly!