For the next few days, Qiuyun didn't listen to the horror story, not because Shi Tou didn't tell her, but because she didn't want to hear it. Looking at her sullen appearance, Shi Tou always thought that she was missing her mother's home.

Early one morning, as soon as Qiu Yun got up and walked out of the house, he saw a brand new black bicycle parked in the middle of the yard, a very light car suitable for women to ride, the smooth black surface was spotless, and it seemed to reflect the diamond-like light in the sun. Qiuyun stood in the door. "Look good, I said I'd buy it for you. What do you think? Do you like it? Shi Tou said. Qiuyun nodded, walked over to the bicycle, and stroked it lovingly. "You should buy a bigger one, so that we can both ride, you must have a hard time riding such a light car, and it would be too expensive for me to own a car." Qiuyun said. "It's fine. I don't usually use a bike, so if I want to ride it, I can buy a big one, and you don't feel sorry for it, just ride it with peace of mind. By the way, do you know how to ride? No, I'll teach you. "Shi Tou said." Yes, when I was 15 years old, a friend bought a bicycle and I learned it. Qiuyun said. The scene of learning to drive came to her mind - she collapsed on the bicycle and was terrified, she didn't know how to kick the stirrups, the bike was about to fall, Li Mang grabbed the back seat tightly behind to keep the balance of the car, and he said anxiously: "You pedal the stirrups!" You're stirrups!" Li Sui shouted cheers next to him.

Qiuyun rode his bicycle back to his mother's home, 20 miles away, he needed to pass through several winding forest paths, and then ride on a dilapidated asphalt road, and after a while, he turned onto a slope that connected the asphalt road downward, in front of the slope was a field path, and he rode forward along this path, and soon he saw a village, because he came from the north, he saw the back of the village house, this village is the village where Qiuyun lived since childhood. Qiuyun stopped from this field road, looking at the familiar village in the distance, she suddenly hesitated, thinking to herself, how shameless her purpose is, riding the bicycle that her husband bought for her to meet the lover of her dreams, and it is also the bicycle she just bought, how unconscionable it is, to be struck by lightning! Or go back and put it. She turned around and rode back, feeling sad in her heart, was this her fate? How sad it is that there is no room for reversal, and you will never be with your beloved again. She stopped the car, propped it up, and sat down among the weeds by the roadside, resting her arms on her bent knees, looking at the wind-blown grass beneath her feet. Not far behind him is a tomb, and my mother's grave is inside, not the day of going to the grave, the tomb is quiet. Qiuyun got up and walked towards his mother's grave. As Shi Tou expected, she cried a lot in front of her mother's grave and scolded her father, but she did not scold Shi Tou, and her mood did not get better after crying.

On the way back, the wind dried her tears.

When he got home, Shi Tou asked suspiciously, "Why did you come back so soon?" "My dad didn't know where he was drunk again, the door was locked, and I couldn't find him everywhere." Qiuyun lied. She tried her best to be in a good mood, Shi Tou had done enough for her, how could she be embarrassed to frown in front of him again.

In the evening, Shi Tou came back from work, sat at the table and drank tea after dinner, Qiu Yun also came over, she wanted to talk to Shi Tou, this was the first time she took the initiative to chat with him since she married him, and the bicycle really moved her. She sat down in another chair, only to find that she couldn't find a topic, and the generation gap between them was too deep. Alas, let's tell stories, he has always told her stories, she has read so many stories before and not a single one of them has been told to him. "Tonight, shall I tell you a story?" Qiuyun said. "Okay!" Shi Tou said happily. So, Qiuyun began her story -

The story takes place in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Aunt Lan is a woman who runs a tailor's shop, she is skillful, enthusiastic, and does a good job. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and business in the store is busier. She couldn't be busy alone, so she invited two female reds to work (female red means modern female workers), and because she had to rush to work at night, these two female reds temporarily lived in her house.

One of the female reds is called Cuixian, and the other is called Plum Blossom.

Aunt Lan, Cuixian, and Plum Blossom, the three of them often work until the third watch, the weather is cold, and the fire in the house is very bright. They talk nonsense while doing their work (pulling nonsense means telling bizarre stories), especially the plum blossom, she has a belly of ghost stories, and the one she tells is so engrossed that she often scares Aunt Lan so much that she doesn't dare to go to the thatched house. Cui Xian didn't talk much, and her neck seemed to have something wrong, so every other hour she touched her neck and said, "Oh, the root of my neck hurts." "She always wears a scarf around her neck.

Ever since they arrived, the family cat has been barking in the yard, especially at night. Aunt Lan came out with a lantern and found that the old cat's eyes were wide, and she looked at the window, and her hair stood up, and the shadows of emerald fairies and plum blossoms were printed on the window.

"Go!" Aunt Lan didn't think much about it, every time she picked up a stone and beat it away.

A few days later, the old cat died in the nest, leaving only one skin. The courtyard was quiet. Aunt Lan was so frightened that she almost fainted when she saw the cat's skin, and told Meihua not to tell ghost stories in the future, it must be that they usually talk too much, and they invited the ghost, and the ghost ate the cat. Cui Xian and Mei Blossom looked at each other and smiled, feeling that Aunt Lan had a wonderful idea.

Cuixian and Meihua do their work carefully and quickly, Aunt Lan likes them very much, and makes a table of good dishes every night as a reward, sometimes they boil soup to drive away the cold late at night, Cuixian and Meihua are very moved, work harder, and Cuixian does not shout that her neck hurts, no matter how painful it is, she has to endure it and keep silent.

During the day, a scoundrel named Qiu San came to the store and said that he wanted to make a set of cotton clothes. Cuixian measured him, Qiu San's two-colored eyes looked her from head to toe, and said with a hippie smile: "The girl is so handsome!" How old is this year? How many drinks will you have with me? Cuixian was honest and didn't dare to speak, just lowered her head and continued to measure. Plum blossom heard it from the back room, smashed the curtain and came out, crossed her waist, stared at a pair of bright apricot eyes, and scolded: "What a faceless uncle!" This is a good girl who is innocent! I miss a woman, go to the Liuxiang Building opposite! ”

"Roar!" Qiu San turned his head, looked at the plum blossoms, and said, "What a great beauty!" I prefer your kind of fierce 、、、、、、" Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "pop", and suddenly there was a palm print on his face. Plum blossom slapped Qiu Sanyi in the mouth.

Qiu San covered his beaten face with one hand, pointed to the plum blossom with the other, and stammered angrily: "You 、、、、、、 you、、、、、、 you dare to hit 、、、、、、 beat me?!" ”

"Humph! What would not dare! Let you know that girls are not easy to bully! Plum blossom sneered.

"You little shrew! We'll see! Qiu San left in a huff.

Meihua sneered at his back again and went back to the house.

Aunt Lan chased out, caught up with Qiu San, and said to him: "Brother Qiu, don't be angry, the girl has a temper, you have a lot, don't be like a little girl." ”

"Humph!" Qiu San still left in a huff.

At night, it was very cold, windless, dry and cold. Aunt Lan and the three of them rested on the second watch. On the third watch, Aunt Lan boiled a pot of soup to warm up. As soon as the pot was boiled, I first scooped two bowls of cuixian and plum blossoms and sent them over.

The lights were on in the house of the emerald fairy and the plum blossom, and it seemed that they had not slept yet. Aunt Lan came to their door with soup, and just wanted to knock on the door, she heard Meihua say in the house: "Your head is about to fall off again, I'll sew it for you." "Hey, okay." Hearing Cui Xian answer.

Aunt Lan was very strange, thinking, what is this saying? She poked a hole in the window with her spit, and looked in, only to see Cuixian sitting on a stool, taking off the scarf around her neck, and there was a circle of dense stitches at the base of her neck, and Meihua held the needle and thread in her hand, and said, "I sew the stitches smaller and they will be strong." With that, the flying needle is threaded, the needle passes through the skin, and sews again at the original stitch position. At this time, Meihua's appearance also changed, her eyes were bleeding, and the upper lip of the two lips was missing.

After sewing, Cuixian took her scarf and said, "Let's eat it, it won't taste good if you leave it for a long time." ”

"Hmm!" Plum blossom agreed. The two sat down at the dinner table.

I saw that there were four plates on the dinner table, one plate contained a human hand, one plate contained a heart, one plate contained a piece of liver, and the last plate contained Qiu San's head、、、、、、

Aunt Lan outside the window fell straight back, she was already scared to death.

The story is over.

"This story is a bit like a story called 'The Story of a Needlework Dustpan'. That emerald fairy's head must have been cut off by her man, right? In ancient times, women did their duty, and almost no sins. ”

"Why did her man cut off her head?" Qiuyun asked.

"Maybe cuckold a man." Shi Tou said.

Qiuyun glanced at him and said, "Then it won't cut off your head." ”

For the first time, Shi Tou showed a serious expression in front of Qiu Yun and said, "Why can't you?!" This kind of woman should be cut with a thousand cuts! ”

Qiu Yun smiled and didn't speak, and went back to the back room to sleep.