115 The granddaughter who was killed halfway

The cement road leading to the village is dusty, the road is lined with stacks of yellow wheat straw, the sound of "boom" hovers overhead, and the busy figures of pedestrians are seen on their faces although they are tired, but their faces are irresistible to the joy of harvest.

The residue of the straw that had been broken by the harvester drifted away in the wind, and Wei Gospel choked a few mouthfuls and ran forward at great speed.

Turning into a long alley, the wooden door of the courtyard is closed, the owner of the house is not at home, the walls of the house are symbolically loosely locked with iron chains, and the dirt road under his feet is somewhat sloping, and after years of rain, a deep groove as deep as two ruts has formed on the road.

A large jujube tree in the yard shielded the roof from the wind, the dazzling sunlight also weakened a little, the tattered wall was covered with moss under the roots, the bricks of the fence were of different colors and sizes, as if they were picked up from different places, barely pieced together into the shape of the fence, the bricks and bricks were not even pasted with cement, and the wind in the yard floated out through the gaps in the low wall that were thicker than a finger, with the smell of earth.

Wei Gospel stands against the root of the wall, the house one step away from the opposite side is magnificent, the style is extraordinary, if it is in a big city, with such a villa, I am afraid it will cost tens of millions, the neighbor's house is a three-storey small building, the courtyard vermilion iron gate is closed, the eaves are very elegant, carved with exquisite patterns, both sides of the door are the couplets of 'family joy', from the house can see that the owner's financial resources are quite strong.

In contrast, the small bungalow behind Wei Gospel looks dilapidated, perhaps twenty years ago, with such a brick house in the countryside, it was a big family, and it was indeed a big family at that time, but the times have changed, and now it looks dilapidated.

There was no one at home, Wei Gospel was tired, squatting under the root of the wall with his schoolbag, stepping on a dead branch under his feet, making a "click" sound, and the big yellow dog in the yard heard the abnormal movement and barked vigilantly.

Wei Gospel had no choice but to bang on the door and explain inside: "Don't scream, don't scream, it's me, don't you know me, don't scream."

It's okay that she didn't speak, as soon as she spoke, the big yellow dog with dirty hair barked more happily, pacing restlessly in the yard, slamming into the wooden door, the two corrupt wooden doors made a creaking sound, Wei Fuxin was really afraid that the big yellow dog inside would break through the wooden door, pounce on her, and hide away tremblingly, but fortunately, the big yellow dog barked a few times, maybe he didn't find any suspicious people, and retreated back in a gray manner, lying under the jujube tree to enjoy the shade.

Wei Gospel wondered, she has always liked dogs as docile animals, every dog can tame them and obey them, but this skinny big yellow dog is not close to her, every time she comes home, she barks "Wang", never regards her as a member of this family, how unpopular she is.

The people in the village are probably busy harvesting wheat, Wei Gospel is sitting in the shadows, looking at the tall building opposite, with a lot of thoughts, although no one can testify for Li Yuehua, but she still believes that this dilapidated small bungalow was built by Wei Fuhai at the expense of Wei Fuhai, and it was the only one in the village more than ten years ago. Every time they mentioned Wei Fuhai, their eyes were secretive, and they didn't want her to hear it, but unfortunately now Wei Fuhai is down, and the situation at home is not as good as before, and he stopped more than ten years ago, and he was inexplicably a little sad.

After a while, the sun was dazzling, and when it was almost noon, Wei Guangsheng came back from the field with his waist bent and a smooth iron fork on his shoulder.

Wei Gospel saw a figure staggering over, and there seemed to be something hanging behind the iron fork, which caused the center of gravity to be unstable and swayed from side to side on his shoulders.

Wei Guangsheng put one hand on the wooden handle of the iron fork he carried on his shoulder, and with a cigarette in the other, he walked forward along the uneven path, looking satisfied.

Wei Gospel got up and greeted him, he didn't know what to do, his tongue was knotted, and he squeezed out the word "grandpa" jerkyly, and he didn't know what to say.

Therefore, some words are better to get used to since childhood, if she has been familiar with Wei Guangsheng since she was a child, she would not be calling this title now, so difficult and unfamiliar, she seems uncomfortable, Wei Guangsheng is also stunned, it seems that this granddaughter who fell from the sky is still a little unfamiliar, the embarrassed look flashed in his eyes, seeing Wei Gospel, he smiled kindly, and said, "Come back, let's go into the house."

Wei Gospel turned around in place and followed behind Wei Guangsheng, only then did he see that on the triangular iron fork behind him, there was a bundle full of golden wheat straw, and the finely broken wheat straw walked all the way and fell all the way, like a mark left along the road, Wei Gospel felt funny for no reason, bent down to pick up a flattened wheat straw, and observed curiously for a long time.

Wei Guangsheng pushed open the creaking wooden door, walked into the dark kitchen step by step, shook off the wheat straw on the iron fork, and piled it up with the firewood next to the stove.

He seems to feel that the family is destitute, and the bad environment is presented in front of his granddaughter, and he has lost face, just like a guest comes to your house, but your house doesn't even have a room to entertain guests, which is really embarrassing, Wei Guangsheng looked back at Wei Gospel, and saw Wei Gospel staring at the dark kitchen, his face full of ravines, and said with an embarrassed smile: "You won't burn the fire."

Wei Gospel said: "It will be a little."

The big yellow dog, who was lying quietly under the jujube tree, jumped up violently when he saw the unfamiliar face, screaming wildly, Wei Guangsheng put his hands on the protruding back, turned around and scolded: "Things that don't have long eyes, don't bark ......", the big yellow dog was reprimanded, whimpered and withdrew from the kitchen, lying on the side of the place where the sundries were piled up, his eyes were full of grievances.

Squatting outside for a long time, the weather was hot and dry, Wei Gospel washed her face with well water, the most satisfying thing for her was the pressure of the well in her hometown, warm in winter and cool in summer, or fresh water, sweet and silky, holding the well water in both hands on the face, and said happily: "Grandpa, the well water in our hometown is really cool, sweet and delicious, the old family drinks the water underground, digging several meters underground in Tianjin, the well water is still salty, and it can not be drunk, my dad dug a well, can only use the well water to wash clothes, our hometown is quite convenient, dig a well directly, You don't have to pay the water bill, how deep is this well grandpa? ”

Wei Gospel had water droplets on his face, rolled up his sleeves again, poured cool well water on his arms, and said a lot to himself, seeing that no one responded, he looked at the people behind him.

Wei Guangsheng stood under the eaves with a blank face, and the cobwebs on the eaves were attached to a thick layer of dust, crumbling.

After a while, Wei Guangsheng blinked his eyes, his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil, his expression was distracted, he pointed to his ears with his fingers, then waved his hand, and shouted loudly at Wei Gospel: "What you said, I can't hear clearly, what you said is too fast, say it slowly, people are old, and their ears are not good."

Wei Fuxin smiled, pointed to the water in the basin, and said loudly: "The well water in my hometown is so sweet, how deep is this well, is it more than ten meters?"

Wei Guangsheng's kind smile froze on his face, he saw Wei Gospel's mouth open and closed, he didn't know what to say, shook his head and said, "You say slow down, I don't understand what you say."

Wei Gospel's face also stiffened with a smile, waved his hand, and said, "Hahahaha, it's okay, it's okay."