Back in the hut, Xiao Jiu was washing the frame of the wheelbarrow, humming a brisk tune in his mouth, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

I guess it's because of that bag of walnuts!

Thinking of the aquatic grass's unusual body temperature, the cold touch still makes me palpitate, making me hesitate to ask Xiao Jiu.

"Oh, that girl from the water weeds."

Xiao Jiu said: "That girl is cold by nature, and she has been sick since her early years, but fortunately, for so many years, she has been supported by Grandpa Meng with medicine for aquatic plants, otherwise with the thin body of aquatic plants, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive to this day." ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiu couldn't help but put away his smiling face, revealing a sad expression, it seems that he is distressing for Shuicao!

"What about the parents of the water weeds?" I asked!

"I don't know, Grandpa Meng never told us about this, but I think it should be making a living outside the market, or maybe he left the water and grass, to be honest, I hate such parents, especially those who don't care about their children."

Xiao Jiu seemed to recall something, and while he was upset about the water grass, he looked a little angry.

This reminds me of Xiao Jiu's mother, who has passed away, and Xiao Jiu must also feel the same way.

On the one hand, the deepest part of his heart is still concerned about his mother who he has never met, and on the other hand, he also hates his mother and has not been able to leave him a little memory!

Seeing this, I comforted Xiao Jiu a few words, and suddenly asked: "However, I see that Meng Xi has planted a large field in front of his door, but he doesn't seem to be very convenient to move, so how does he take care of that field on weekdays?" ”

"Hehe, you're talking about this." When Xiao Jiu heard my words, he smiled mysteriously: "Brother Fang, in fact, I also heard from the people in the village about this matter, you just listen to it as a matter, but don't take it seriously!" ”

"What other secrets can there be in this, Xiao Jiu, tell me quickly."

I was originally out of concern, but listening to Xiao Jiu's words, my curiosity was immediately aroused by him.

I saw Xiao Jiu stop the movement in his hand and said to me: "Haha, everyone says this, Grandpa Meng can plant the fertile fruits in that field, in fact, it is related to Grandpa Meng's making of the black coffin." ”

I heard Xiao Jiu say the word black coffin a few days ago, saying that it was an auspicious day and burial for the dead, and Meng Xi also helped the people of Zhuqing Village to see some evil diseases.

So I reasoned with the black coffin

Solution, roughly is to go to the yin, to find acupoints for the dead, to drive away evil spirits, most of this kind of yin people know some psychic techniques, which reminds me of Granny Gao and Grandma Gao.

Because they are goddesses themselves, they know a wide range of things.

But the difference between the Yin Walkers and the Divine Woman is that the Yin Walkers only do things for the dead, they are alone, have no children and no daughters, and only rely on the Yin Walkers to survive in the world!

Here's how I could have understood the Yin Walker so well.

In fact, this is also after getting along with Qin Yiliang for a long time, and I have heard from him about Qimen Dunjia, Wufang Xuanshu and other words, so I will inevitably know this!

It's just that it doesn't make sense, the yin people have no children and no daughters, and Shuicao, as the granddaughter of Meng Xi, has broken the possibility of my guess!

I silently stared at Xiao Jiu, waiting for him to arouse my curiosity and say the following words in a good time.

Xiao Jiu saw that I was not caught by his words, and looked at him with a smile, he seemed to feel bored, and smashed his mouth!

"The reason why Grandpa Meng can take care of the fields is actually because Grandpa Meng will summon spirits, in the afternoon the pile of straw under the locust tree has you seen, everyone said that Grandpa Meng will weave the straw into a scarecrow, and then roast it into a human shape with fire, and when the human figure comes out, Grandpa Meng will decree these scarecrows to come to life, my good buddy is not, he once passed by Grandpa Meng late at night, he saw a few scarecrows working with hoes."

It's not the big boy with strong cheeks and thin cheeks, it's Xiao Jiu's good friend, twenty-three years old, one year older than Xiao Jiu, and Xiao Jiu tied one more to him at noon, so I have an impression.

The big boy's full name is Fan Youfei, and I heard Xiao Jiu say that the relationship between the two is very iron!

At this time, listening to Xiao Jiuda's words, I immediately remembered the moment when Meng Xi closed the door, and I saw the brazier and scarecrow inside.

I was surprised and asked, "And this kind of thing, can a scarecrow come back to life?" ”

"Yes, I wonder too, but that's what everyone said, and that night he said that the scarecrow smiled at him, and he was so scared that he ran away on the spot, if it wasn't for the fact that he said it himself, I wouldn't believe it to be honest!"

"Then have you ever asked Meng Xi about this?" I asked!

"Of course there is, you said that you saw a scarecrow hoeing the ground in the middle of the night, and you can still smile at you, just thinking about it is terrible enough, but everyone is too godly, and everyone says it differently, I remember I asked at the time

Grandpa Meng, but Grandpa Meng said that it was all nonsense, how could there be a scarecrow hoeing the ground, so it would be over after that! ”

"Have you ever seen a scarecrow in a field after that?"

"Nope."

Saying this, Xiao Jiu paused and whispered to me.

"But about the scarecrow hoeing the ground, in fact, there is a rumor among everyone, and it is quite scary to say, but everyone dare not confirm it with Grandpa Meng."

"What's the matter?" I raised my eyebrows!

"Everyone said that the reason why Grandpa Meng can bring the scarecrow back to life is that he recruits the souls of the dead and possesses the souls to the scarecrow, and these dead souls may still be those who died in the village, in general, it is Grandpa Meng who buries the dead, and they pay Grandpa Meng for their labor!"

When Xiao Jiu said this, he looked at me with squinted eyes, with his pretended gloomy expression, to be honest, on this hot day, I only felt a gust of wind blowing, which made me goosebumps!

After chatting with Xiao Jiu for a while, his unicycle frame was finally cleaned.

At this time, the sky had gradually darkened, and on the dark path, a slow figure slowly approached the hut.

"Xiao Jiu, do you usually cook for your father?"

On the stove, a stove surrounded by a stone wall, with a pot on it, I threw a few pieces of firewood into it, and looked at Xiao Jiu and asked without saying a word.

"You're talking about the stove."

Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, then reacted to what I meant, and replied: "If you want to talk about fishing, even if my father goes to the stream to catch it with one hand, it will be a catch, but you have to talk about the stove, uh..."

Xiao Jiu paused, as if he was thinking about how to describe it, but he didn't think of it for a long time.

"Hey, Brother Fang, you don't know, as far as a fish is concerned, my dad can make more than a dozen flavors, in short, my father's skill in the spoon Feng said how difficult it is to taste, after I learn to cook when I am older, I will personally take charge of the spoon every day in the future."

After Xiao Jiu finished speaking, he smashed his mouth, as if he was still tasting the unpalatable thing in his mouth, and just at this moment, the sound of his father coming back came from outside the door.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiu and I glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing!

"Little Jiu!"