When I received the invitation, it was the second day after I returned to Hulukou, and I came back by late bus. And the invitation sent by Zhang Bin can't help but make my dusty memories dust again!

Sister Fang's name is Jiang Fang.

But she died fifteen years ago!

At least I'm sure that an only son like Zhang Bin wouldn't be engaged to a dead man.

Homonymous?

But how is it that even the length is the same?

The moment I saw the photo, I almost decided that this was the Sister Fang I remembered.

At this time, I am no longer the ignorant boy I was seven years old, and I can only feel a creep when I see a man who should have been dead for fifteen years suddenly come back to life and is about to marry one of my old classmates!

After thinking about it, I couldn't convince myself that it was true.

In any case, I feel that I should go and meet Zhang Bin, and if possible, I want to meet this Jiang Fang with my own eyes.

Although I was told by my wisdom that it could not be the same person, some images in my memory still made me uneasy.

Is it a coincidence? Could it be such a coincidence?

I was so engrossed in my thinking that I didn't even know that someone had entered my room, and I was so frightened that I almost jumped up when a hand slapped me on the shoulder.

"What's wrong? It's like seeing a ghost. "My mother was glancing at me strangely from behind.

I hurriedly brushed my chest to calm my heartbeat, and complained while inserting the wedding card back into the envelope: "Mom, you knock on the door first when you enter!" ”

"What's the secret of your little?" My mother didn't care, and handed me the basket of eggs in her hand, "Go, send some eggs to your third uncle." ”

"Oh." I answered, took the egg and took the letter out the door.

Mom is also very familiar with Sister Fang's appearance, if she sees Sister Fang's photo, she may be scared.

The weather on this day was very similar to the year I remembered, and the heat was unbearable.

I carried my eggs and rode my bicycle to the reeds. From afar, I saw the third uncle sitting in front of the door with his trouser legs rolled, smoking his dry tobacco against the river.

"Uncle." I screamed from afar, stopped my bike and ran onto the planks on the river.

The third uncle turned his head when he heard my voice, his dark skin and strong muscles were almost no different from the one I remembered. It's just that there are a few more wrinkles on the face, and there is more white in the black hair.

"Gua Wazi, when did you come back?" The third uncle clicked on the pipe, grinned, hooked a small bench and pushed it in front of me, "Sit down for a while and eat a piece of melon." On a hot day, don't get heated. ”

"Uncle Xie!" I was not polite, put the egg basket aside, grabbed a big red watermelon and put it in my mouth, and replied vaguely, "I just came back last night, don't you come to see Uncle today." ”

The third uncle watched me eat, took a puff of dry tobacco, and suddenly his brows furrowed, and the pipe that had just been put to his mouth was put down, and asked, "Baby, where have you been today?" ”

The third uncle's words were inexplicable, I was just about to get the second piece of watermelon, and I was stunned by his question, shook my head and said, "No, I was sent to you by my mother as soon as I got up." ”

"Haven't been to Raven Ridge?"

"No, why am I going there if I have nothing to do?" I'm a little baffled, and the third uncle rarely asks these brainless questions.

Crow Ridge is also quite famous in Hulukou, just on the low hill in the west, it used to be a place to bury the dead, and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was changed to a cemetery. Because there are a lot of crows in that place, and they croak so badly, it is called Crow Ridge by the locals.

There are a lot of graves and graves in that place during the Qingming Festival, but there are few people in normal times. Of course I won't go there without any trouble, and if I meet someone in that place, I don't know if it's a person or a ghost.

The third uncle frowned and said, "You baby, you are weak." Uncle sees that there is a black gas between your eyebrows, and I am afraid that you have recruited something unclean. ”

The third uncle's words made my hand shake the melon. If someone else said this, I would definitely scoff at it and wouldn't care, but when it came out of the third uncle's mouth, I had to care.

All at once I thought of the letter I had in my hand, the wedding card, and the name and photo on the card.

But when I showed the wedding card to the third uncle, something strange happened, it was obviously a red wedding card, but when I took it out again, it turned white. And the big double happiness word has also become a pitch-black 'lay' word.

I was dumbfounded when I took it out, and it was a little hard to explain all this with the knowledge in college. The third uncle's brows were furrowed, he took the wedding card and looked at the photos inside, and handed it back without saying a word.

"Third uncle, what the hell is going on?" I asked impatiently, now that I am completely out of the mood to eat watermelon, I feel an inexplicable chill in the summer weather.

“… Baby, you still don't go back to Hulukou in the future. The third uncle was silent for a while before he spoke, and he didn't know whether he was warning or persuading, "In the future, if you have a chance, buy a house outside, and take your mother and grandmother out." Don't come back here. ”

"Why?" I was stunned, although I encountered strange things when I came back this time, but it didn't just let me not come back, right?

"You just remember it." The third uncle extinguished the dry smoke and stood up with his hands behind his back, "You go to Lao Suntou's shop first, and tell him, and the third uncle will tell him that it is time to do it." ”

"It's... What does it mean? "I'm confused.

"Gua Wazi, don't ask too much, listen to uncle, that's right." The third uncle didn't explain much, looked at a basket of eggs, left eight, and asked me to take the rest to the old grandson.

Old Sun Tou, that is, the boss of 'a piece of paper', Sun Hong. After more than ten years, he is also as old as his name, his beard and hair are white, but he is still very energetic, wearing a Tang costume.

When I saw him, Sun Hong was lying on a Taishi chair, blowing a fan leisurely, and humming the words of "Quanmei Case" on the radio without a score or tune.

Seeing him squinting his eyes and enjoying it, but as soon as I entered the door, Sun Hong immediately opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright and he didn't look like an old man in his sixties.

"The baby of the Lin family? Why does it stink so much? Sun Hong sat up, wrinkling his nose and saying that.

I'm a little speechless, I just took a shower yesterday, and I just changed my clothes this morning, why does it stink?

"I don't mean you, I mean what comes from behind your ass." Sun Hong walked over.

"What's there?" I looked back and there was nothing.

"What can you see, mortal with the naked eye? The nose is not good, and I can't smell the ghostly smell. Sun Hong touched his goatee, looking unfathomable.

If it weren't for the fact that his store was full of paper figures, wreaths and colorful colored paper clothes, full of madness, Sun Hong's appearance would really look like an old teacher in the study.

"Grandpa Sun, don't make fun of me. Every time I come to you, I either have a demonic aura or a ghostly spirit. I rolled my eyes, didn't pay much attention to his words, reached out and handed over a basket of eggs, "No, the third uncle let me give it to you." ”

"I didn't bluff you this time, you have a ghost in this baby, but it's not heavy." Sun Hong took the egg and looked me up and down again.

"By the way, there's one more thing. The third uncle asked me to bring a sentence that it was time to do it. "I was about to go out, but suddenly remembered what the third uncle said, and hurriedly turned back.

Sun Hong just put the eggs on the counter, and when he heard this, he turned around like lightning and rushed to me with a flexible movement that an old man should not have: "What did you just say?" ”

"The third uncle said, that thing should be done." I was taken aback by him, and repeated the words aside, and at the same time couldn't help but be curious, "Grandpa Sun, what did he let him do, Third Uncle?" ”

But Sun Hong didn't seem to hear my words, and muttered to himself: "It's strange, why did Ren Hook think about it now... Could it be..."

I pricked up my ears, but what he was saying was too low for me to hear. Suddenly, Sun Hong raised his head again and stared at me faintly, and my goosebumps stood up when he saw it.

"You're curious?" Sun Hong asked.

I nodded hesitantly.

Sun Hong dragged me to the counter, took out a roll of yellowed silk from the drawer, and unfolded it on the table, revealing a blank space, and stopped at the last place where there were words.

I was confused, and Sun Hong didn't let me read the meaning of the words at all, so he took out a brush from the drawer, dipped it in some ink, and handed it to me.

"Come, baby, write your name here." Sun Hong pointed to the blank space at the end of the silk and asked me to write my name.

"Why?"

I looked at Sun Hong's mysterious appearance, how did I think this old man had a feeling that he was going to take me into the ditch.

Seeing that I didn't want to write, Sun Hong rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Baby, don't you want to find a part-time job in the summer vacation when you go back to Hulukou?" ”

"yes." I nodded, every year when I came back during the summer vacation, I would find some odd jobs to do, or tutor people, or deliver takeaways, etc., to earn some money.

"This year, you're going to work in Grandpa's shop." Sun Hong said, and what he said made me feel like he was joking: "Grandpa Sun, how much money can you make a month in this lottery shop?" You're not rich if you do it alone, right? ”

"Gua Wazi, how do you speak?" Sun Hong glared at me, didn't explain to me, and said angrily: "Four thousand a month, I can give you a month's money first." All you have to do is to take care of the store, open and close the door and have customers come to buy things and sell them to them, and you don't have to worry about anything else. If you want to do it, if you don't want to do it, I'll find someone else. ”

"Don't, don't, don't, Grandpa Sun, I'll do it!" When I heard that the monthly salary was 4,000, my eyes lit up. My family is not wealthy, and 4,000 yuan is not a small amount for me.

But I should be the answer, but I am still a little apprehensive in my heart.

"Grandpa Sun, but I don't know how to tie the lottery..."

"It's okay, someone will do this, and someone will teach you in two days." Sun Hong slapped his big hand, and when he saw that I agreed, the wrinkles on his face were connected, "Since you agreed, write your name." ”

"Why do you still have to write your name?"

"Can't sign a contract for a part-time job?"

"Is this a contract?" I asked skeptically.

Sun Hong widened his eyes again: "Why do you talk so much, this baby?" Don't sign it. ”

"Don't, I'll sign it." I hesitated for a second between money and doubt, and then without dignity, I took a brush and wrote my name on the silk: Lin Shao.

"Crooked, dog crawling?" Sun Hong looked very dissatisfied, but he didn't let me rewrite, and after I lifted the tip of the pen, he rolled up the silk silk without waiting for the ink to dry.

I rolled my eyes, and when I put down the brush, I saw Sun Hong rolling up the silk silk, and on the outer skin of this silk silk was written a row of regular script characters with ancient vicissitudes.

At that time, I was studying paleography, which was a history course. I don't necessarily understand anything else, but I'm sensitive to the age of the typeface.

At a glance, I could see that the font was in the style of the Tang Dynasty inkers, and the name of the volume was written: "A Paper Clothes Crown", signed: Yizhou Yuan, Shun Chen.