The couple returned to the big house together, only to see that none of the three children had moved their chopsticks, and Shen Chang cried out mournfully: "Why is my mother so slow, I am going to starve to death." ”

"Are you hungry, starving to death? Look at your sister and junior, there are many rules. Shen Wang glared at him.

Shen Chang was stunned and didn't speak, so he smacked his lips and sat up straight.

Shen Wang pulled out the stool: "His father, sit down." ”

"Hmm." Shen Chang sat down, touched Shen Chang with one hand, touched Shen Kang with the other, and said, "Eat." ”

"Huh!" The three children replied in unison.

"Daddy eats a piece of meat!" Shen Ning picked up a piece of meat and put it in Shen Cheng's bowl, and then gave another piece of meat to Shen Wang's family: "Mother eats meat." ”

"Okay, okay, you eat too."

Shen Kang held the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. Such a family atmosphere is really new to him. Angry, reconciled, all in an instant, wonderful warmth, self-evident.

The family happily ate the coma, and Shen Chang and Shen Kang returned to the room to write silently.

The long night is like water, and I will not repeat it.

Early the next morning, Shen Kang and Shen Chang got up early, ran out of the door without telling their families, and didn't know what they were busy with.

For three days in a row, the two ran around Mozhai and Houshan all day long, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to make an appointment to meet Wang Er.

That day and night, Wang Er drank a bowl of stick noodle porridge at home, lying on the clay kang and waiting for time.

The stick noodles are also coarsely grinded, which not only pulls the throat, but also is dull and tasteless. Wang Erchang sighed, when was he a leader in this poor day.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered the silver that Shen Ning held in his arms that day, a bag full of bulging bags, if the silver was his own, he could also have a fat pork meal with his mother, how good it would be!

He couldn't help but regret it, if he hadn't caught up with the gambling prostitute in the early years, he wouldn't have become addicted to gambling, and the one-third of an acre of land at home could also support himself and his mother.

What's the use of saying this now, just go up the mountain tonight to get the silver, he will definitely return to the gambling house to kill all sides, and get back all the losses that have been lost over the years!

Thinking wildly in my heart, I couldn't help but think of the Pan woman who often accompanied her to gamble money, although she was a rotten thing ridden by a thousand people, she was born gentle and lovely. At this moment, he covered his head in a dilapidated house, but he thought that it would be good to be able to hug her.

He stretched out a hand, half-clenched into a bowl, and scratched at the torn quilt, recalling the soft touch, a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.

"! You have to take the money even if you say anything! He suddenly rolled over and sat up, and his ambiguous illusions were shattered, and he grabbed his torn jacket and put on his shoes.

"Little Er, where are you going?" The old mother heard his squirming voice, propped herself up and asked.

Wang Er replied sharply: "Don't worry about my business!" ”

Wang Li said bitterly: "Son, don't gamble, let's stay at home." My mother weaves more baskets for the neighbors in the village, and she can always feed our mother and son. The Shen family is a loyal and honest family, so don't go to the door to make jokes. ”

Wang Er listened to his mother's words, not uncomfortable, but the man's face was there, and he straightened his waist and said: "You also look down on me like them, don't you just lose a few acres of land, wait for me to earn it back, see who of you looks down on me!" ”

He snorted indignantly and slammed the door.

With a "bang" of the door, Wang Li's old face trembled slightly, a tear flowed down, whimpering, and his shoulders trembled.

As the saying goes, if her own knife can't cut her own handle, what else can she do. In the end, it was reduced to a sentence: "Iniquity." "Vanished in the empty room.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and seeing the moon in the middle of the sky, Wang Er was wrapped in a torn cotton coat and walked along the path sneakily.

Today is the twenty-seventh day of the first lunar month, and the moth-eyebrow-shaped crescent moon arches its back to the east, which is the waning moon in the moon phase.

The sky was gloomy and black, and the wind was blowing head-on, making people shiver with cold. Wang Er shrunk his neck and wrapped the rags on his body again.

On both sides of the sheep intestine path are towering ancient trees, and the branches stretch from both sides to the middle of the road, almost covering the sky and the moon. The wind blew through the branches, making a loud noise.

A night owl crouched on a tree branch, its eyes glowing green, and it let out a piercing scream.

This late night trip to the tomb was already frightening, but this night owl kept screaming at him as if he had been fixed with him.

Wang Er beat the drum in his heart and scolded secretly, Shen San, this kid had better not lie to him, otherwise he must go to the gate of the yamen to sue them!

"Whew! Oh! The night owl screamed.

Wang Er squatted down and touched a stone, and threw it at the branch: "Let you scream!" ”

The night owl fluttered its wide wings and turned and flew away.

"Phew!" Wang Er took a sip, but he was not very scared in his heart, trotted to the foot of the mountain, and walked quickly along the path to the mountain.

"What's so terrible about a dead person, snort..."Wang Er snorted coldly, and he didn't know if he was really not afraid, or if he was cheering himself up.

A "bang" sound flew behind him, and Wang Er hurriedly turned his head to look, only to vaguely see a white shadow flashing and rushing into the woods.

When he boarded, Wang Er's scalp was numb, and he immediately stared at his eyes and shouted, "Who! ”

There was no response except the north wind.

He rubbed his eyes and forcibly told himself that it must be dazzling, it must be yes. But his body's reaction was uncontrollable, he only felt his back stiffen, his legs trembled slightly, the roots of his teeth creaked, and his eyes were full of horror.

As he walked forward, he couldn't help but look at both sides of the road, and the night wind blew, the branches rattled, and his back was already sweating.

The long silence is really difficult, and the road up the mountain tonight is surprisingly long.

He couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help shouting, "Don't come! Come here again, I'll burn you! ”

The whirring wind sounded, Wang Er fixed there, looked and looked, turned his head and continued to walk towards the mountain.

"Bang" was another sound, Wang Er didn't dare to turn his head, I heard that there are three fires in people, and ghosts are afraid of yang fire on people, if he doesn't look at it, the ghost won't come.

He froze and stood there stunned. Vaguely seeing a green fire floating in the mountain forest, he suddenly couldn't help it, and shouted: "Ghost! His legs trembled and he tried to run away but couldn't take a step, he only felt a heat in his lower body, and a stream of heat dripped from his crotch to the ground.

A figure came from a distance, more than ten feet tall, dressed in black and holding a black umbrella. "Giggles," the man laughed.

"Giggle."

"Giggle."