The man woke up in the middle of the night, reached out and touched the side of the bed, and sat up scolding.

The moonlight shines through the latticework and falls on the crib.

The little baby is sleeping soundly.

In the end, it was his own child, when the man got up, he subconsciously slowed down his movements, and when he walked to the side of the crib, he couldn't help but look down. The baby's face looked whiter and fairer in the moonlight, and his eyebrows and eyes were more like those of his mother.

"Little thing, why don't you pick up the good place to grow." The man touched his mouth, the only place where it resembled a baby.

He stepped over the crib and into the courtyard.

"Stinky woman, in the middle of the night, you don't sleep, where did you run?"

He shouted softly, but his eyes were fixed on the dark firewood room.

The man's family is very poor, so poor that he is in his thirties before he buys back the fruit to be a lady. He still remembers the words of his neighbors who laughed at him on the day he brought him back. They said that his money was worth spent, not only because he had a wife, but also a son who could make soy sauce.

He is a man, and he wants his son to be born by himself, but the old witch made it clear that if he wants the big one, he must take the small one away. If you don't want to be small, don't worry about the big one.

He was worried, of course he was concerned, he had been a bachelor for more than 30 years, not to mention a young woman with a decent appearance, even a sow could not stop him from thinking crookedly.

Although he was a little reluctant, he still brought back the fruit lady along with the strange fruit. When he first got married, the fruit also lived with them, but gradually, he found that he hated the child more and more. When his seed sprouted in the belly of the fruit lady, he unabashedly distributed the fruit to the leaky firewood room. He thought that it would be good if the child was a sick boy like his own father, and he would die in a few days.

It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, and the child is very honest, and he has survived the four seasons in that dilapidated firewood house, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Thankfully, the annoying guy is finally gone.

The man was afraid of waking up his own child in the house, so he slowed down and walked to the door of the firewood room. He listened with his ears sideways, but heard no movement inside, and then pushed the broken door open, only to see the fruit that had long been buried in the earth lying on the bed.

"Aren't you dead?"

The man was angry, thinking that the fruit mother had dug the child out of the soil without telling him. He took two steps in three steps, walked to the bed, and reached out to uncover the tattered cotton wool of the bed. There was only one garment under the cotton wool, the garment that the fruit wore when it was alive.

"Stupid woman, it must be a good thing for that stupid woman."

The man tore off his clothes, threw them on the ground, and stomped on them a few times.

"That's what A-Niang made for me." A small voice came from the corner, and the man followed the sound and looked back to see the fruit crouched naked in the dark, moonlit corner.

Guozi raised his head, stared at him with a pair of cold eyes, and continued: "A-Niang said, let Guozi wear it carefully." A-Niang said, our family is poor, and the clothes worn by the fruit can be worn by the younger brother when he grows up in the future, and he can still wear it for his younger brother. ”

"My son will not wear these old clothes of yours." The man said hatefully, raising his foot to walk towards the corner.

Guozi stood up, looked at the man's face, and said coldly: "Whether you wear it or not, it's not up to you to decide." ”

"Little evil obstacle, if you die, you won't let An Sheng!" The man scolded and rushed over, but found that the corner of the wall was empty, and the fruit that was originally standing in the corner of the wall stood behind him at some point.

"You brought those bones to your mother."

"What if I brought it back?"

"Those bones are not poisonous."

"Nonsense, how can a good bone be poisonous. Alas, speaking of which, your mother's craftsmanship is still really good, just a few ordinary bones are stunned for her to stew fragrantly. I smelled the fragrance and went to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and saw the bones and meat that had been stewed together, already cooked. I ate the meat, then added a little more seasoning and put the bones back in the pot. ”

"If A-Niang knows, she will definitely not forgive you."

"What if you don't forgive?" The man said scoundrelly: "Is it possible, can she still marry someone else without me?" You think she's a fairy in the sky, she's married to two men. When he married the first man, he gave birth to a child and killed the man. This married a second man and gave birth to another child, but the first child was killed. Tell me, a mourning star like your mother, who else would want her besides me? ”

"My dad is a recurrence of the old disease, and my grandmother deliberately embarrassed my aunt and didn't let her take care of her, but my dad was angry and left. My father's death has nothing to do with me or my aunt from beginning to end. As for me, it is clear that you deliberately poisoned me to death, what does it have to do with my aunt. ”

"Yes, what you said is right, but so what, no one believes what you say to your aunt, they will only believe what your nurse says, what I say." The man moved his wrist: "Come, come, whether you are a human or a ghost, I don't mind killing you again." ”

"You can't kill me." The fruit stood face to face with him: "Do you want to strangle me?" It's okay, come on, my neck is here, you just need to hold it with one hand. ”

"I'll strangle you!" The man really grabbed the fruit's neck, but the fruit looked at him with a smile that seemed not to smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you stupid, take a good look at who you are choking."

The man just wanted to exert more strength, but the face in front of him changed, and he became the grandmother of the fruit. The old man rolled his eyes, and he was out of breath when he pinched him.

"Blinding method, I heard the gentleman of the book say that little ghosts can use blinding methods. You can't fool me, you little thing, you can't fool me. ”

The man's face began to distort, and his expression became hideous, he pinched hard, pinched desperately, and after hearing a "click" sound, the neck he was holding in his hand softened, and his head was tilted to the side, smashing towards himself.

"Tsk, you killed someone, you actually strangled my grandmother." Guozi squatted on the ground, holding his chin with his hand, still looking at him with that smiling expression: "Speaking of which, I still have to thank you." Although she is my grandmother, she is the most unkind and vicious grandmother I have ever seen. She's dead, and I'm glad. You strangled him, and you have to kill him to pay for it, and I am glad that you have to kill him. ”

"Hmph, don't try to lie to me, I know it's all your little ghost's trick." The man let go of his hand, and the man he had just been pinching slipped to the ground. When he looked down, he couldn't help but look at the man's face. Grandma Fruit, she is still the appearance of Grandma Fruit, but her face is darker than when she first grabbed her neck.

"She's going to disappear, and she'll be gone in a little while."

"You are wrong, she will lie in this firewood room until tomorrow morning, when the arrester of the yamen will come to the door and arrest you. I don't blame you for killing me, but after I die, no one can protect my mother, and I can only live a peaceful life if I get rid of you. ”

"I believe in your words to have ghosts."

"There's a ghost, I'm a little ghost." The fruit simply sat on the ground: "Have you forgotten?" It was you who sprinkled poison in the bones, and it was you who asked A-Niang to bring those poisoned bones to me to eat. Or you, urging Ah Niang to buy me a coffin, before my body was completely cold, you forced my Ah Niang to bury me in the soil. Do you know what it's like to be buried in the ground? It was uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, especially in a small wooden box like that, I wanted to struggle, I wanted to get out of it, but I couldn't. ”

"That stupid woman actually bought you a coffin!"

"I knew you would be angry with my mother, so I brought you the coffin back." Guo Zi smiled predictively, and a pitch-black thing broke through the window and landed directly in front of the man.

It was a crudely made, very short coffin, which looked like it had been improvised and improvised.

"Well, the coffin is here, but you're too tall, I have to help you so you can lie down." As he spoke, the man actually appeared behind the man, followed by his wail, and the whole person knelt down in a daze.

"What if my leg is broken, but my arm is still very long? It's okay, I'll break it for you. ”

Before the man could resist, he heard two "clicks, clicks", and his originally well-behaved arms hung weakly at his sides.

"Now, it should be okay." Guozi said with a smile, but the smile looked very weird and terrifying.

"If you dare, if you dare to put me in it, I'll kill you."

"Are you stupid? I'm dead. ”

"Then I'll kill your mother."

"With me, you can't kill my mother. Besides, you killed my mother, who will be my brother's mother. I don't know what method was used, but the man floated up, and then fell directly into the coffin in an upside-down posture: "You also know what you are, if it weren't for my greedy and vicious grandmother, my aunt wouldn't have fallen into your hands." ”

"Fruit, fruit, if you kill me, your brother will have no father. And your aunt, if she didn't have my protection, she would be bullied. She is a woman's family, first her son died, and then her husband died, how do you let the people in the town talk about her, can she and your brother still survive? ”

"If you live, A-Niang and your brother will suffer. As for the rest, I'll figure it out. Guozi nodded, and the lid of the coffin that was uncovered was directly covered: "I already know what it feels like to be buried in the soil, and now it's your turn." Don't worry, I'm going to bury you deep so that no one else can find you. ”