I thought it would take a lot of talk, but I didn't expect Li Chuang to be blindly entangled, just after a little thought, he said:

"Okay, you'll burn the stuff anyway."

On the way back to the village, he couldn't hold back and asked me:

"How is my grandfather now? How did he come to your store? ”

I said, "He looks fine, but I have to ask him why he came to my store." ”

In fact, what Li Chuang asked was also a question in my heart.

Last night, Ji Yayun, Sang Lan, and Pan Ying and I all stayed at the inquirer's house, our eyes closed, and when we opened them again, the 'person' was already in the Yinyang Station.

It's not just me, Ji Yayun is also there.

This time I went to the post station, I didn't see Lao He, nor did I see Xu Ronghua, so I only welcomed a new guest with Ji Yayun.

It was an old man with a shiny scalp and a gray goatee, and as soon as he entered the door, he grinned and said:

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

This sentence was originally very inexplicable, because Ji Yayun and I were sure that we had never seen such a person.

However, as soon as he spoke, Ji Yayun and I recognized his voice at the same time.

The old man who came was exactly the same as the voice of the fat man when he was possessed in the shack at the mouth of the Seven Rivers!

In the face of the older generation of craftsmen, I didn't dare to stand up, and I just wanted to get up, but I was pressed back by Ji Yayun.

Ji Yayun didn't know why, he was alone with me in the post station, and he was almost the same as usual, but as soon as someone else appeared, especially a stranger who went to the post station, it was immediately like a different person.

She picked up the pen, opened the account book on the counter, and coldly asked for the name of the visitor.

"Li Jikang." The old man's expression was a little inexplicable.

Ji Yayun wrote this name on the account book, and then asked the other party for store money on official business.

The old man was even more embarrassed, grinned for a long time, and finally said:

"I've been in Qihekou for almost forty years, and even if my descendants are filial, I won't be able to receive it?"

"I'm sorry, I can't pay for the store, so please go back."

What Ji Yayun said made even me feel unkind.

However, when she said this, there was a faint coldness of 'Xiaoya' between her eyebrows, and I really didn't dare to compete with her.

When Li Jikang heard this, he actually smiled and said: "I have no money, but I have grandchildren!" In this case, you let me stay first, and wait until tomorrow afternoon, you go to Dinghekou to find him, and let him settle the store money, won't he win? But you have to remember that you have to go before ten o'clock, or else the 'shop money' will be thrown into the river by that little loser." ”

After saying that, he walked towards the stairs with his hands behind his back and staggered.

This time, Ji Yayun didn't say anything again, but I couldn't help asking, "Old man, what is that?" ”

"It's not a good thing, but it's enough for me to stay in the hotel. You have to remember that you have to hurry over, early or late. If you don't have that thing, you'll be the boss in the future, and you'll have to be annoyed! ”

Li Jikang didn't look back, but just by looking at the back of his head, he seemed to be smiling evilly.

When the old man went upstairs, he muttered something in a low voice, and I vaguely heard 'the debt surnamed Yang has also been repaid' and 'killing two birds with one stone'...... No matter how specific it is, it is not heard clearly.

When I woke up, the sky was bright, and I confronted Ji Yayun on both sides, and then looked at the time, didn't I go straight to the mouth of the Ding River to 'collect the account'."

Regarding the Yin-Yang Station, I can't reveal too much to Li Chuang, I just want to follow the previous 'experience', but everyone who goes to the post station is a bad person who has committed bad things and has no courage to go directly to the Netherworld.

Lao He is like this, Jinghai is like this, not to mention Xu Ronghua.

That Li Chuang's grandfather, Li Jikang, should be written in the suicide note he left, he did everything he could to 'ghost' more than 40 years ago, and did a great thing for the ghosts of many villagers who were deceived and trapped in the ghost domain of the mirage, why was the 'villagers' freed, but he went to the post station?

Dou Dabao was a person who couldn't hide his words, and he completely forgot that he had just finished fighting with Li Chuang before, so he didn't think he was too tired at this time, and put his arm on his shoulder and asked him:

"How did you come up with the idea of making something like that out of straw?"

I have to say that Li Chuang's temperament is still very good.

Although the two eyes were beaten into 'pandas', they still broke their glasses and said to Dou Dabao:

"I've always liked to knead mud since I was a child, but when I was 8 years old, my grandfather suddenly called me into his house and told me about him. After that, he said that the master had set the rules, but as long as he was this one, he didn't see the remnants of the ghost and didn't stick to the mud!

I didn't take it seriously, I thought to myself, what are the rules that are not rude, I am not allowed to play, I can't play secretly? But not long after that time, my lord took me to Suzhou and Hangzhou. After enjoying the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, not long after returning home, the master passed away.

Before leaving, my grandfather entrusted me to my current godgrandma and asked me to provide for them in their old age. My parents 'left' early, it was my father who brought me up, he was an old man, I dare to be lawless, as soon as he left, how dare I not listen to his words? ”

Dou Dabao twisted his eyebrows: "You said that this half a day, what does it have to do with you tying that bed with straw?" ”

Li Chuang said: "I don't dare to pinch the mud anymore, but if I don't pinch the mud, my hands are itchy!" Anyway, I just can't help it, and I want to fiddle with something in my hand. I just happened to live here with my godgrandmother, and the land in the west of the village was all planted with straw. I broke straw and made it up. ”

I listened all the way to his door, and finally couldn't help asking:

"To shape its shape, you must first 'see' its bones, and you have laid the basic skills of playing straw over the years. But you still haven't explained, why did you get such a 'bed'? ”

Hearing me mention the 'bed', Li Chuang hurriedly put on his broken glasses, and glared at me fiercely, "When I went to Jiangnan with my grandfather, I met a young man in a restaurant. Originally, it was a table sharing, but my father was a chatterbox, and he chatted with the 'young' for a long time.

That guy is a drama fan, so he told my father what kind of commentary, what kind of role...... Let's talk about it, let's talk about the ancient southern women to marry, they had to have such a bed.

That guy is a magic barrier, and it goes on and on. First of all, he said that in the early years, there was a famous character named He Qiu, and he hated himself for being born decades later and had not been able to hear her play and sing.

Then what did he say, that boss Tong never married, but created a big bed for himself to marry. He described the bed as a fanciful thing, and I could hear it in a fog, and I wondered what it was......"

Dou Dabao interrupted him and said, "You just listened to that once, and just by imagination, you got such a thing?" ”

Li Chuang's face suddenly turned red, he seemed to know that Dou Dabao was a little confused, looked at me and said:

"If you want to just rap or something, the children won't be interested. But he said that the bed was the dowry of an ancient woman, and it had to be owned by a rich family. We're all about the same age, you should be able to understand this, this ...... It's food for thought.

It's all men, and I'm not afraid of your jokes. I thought at the time, according to what the 'young' said, if I marry that child boss, such a big bed, where will I put it? Isn't that ...... The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the magic barrier is on top?

I have lived with them for all these years, and as soon as the straw is ripe, I will go to break it to get this thing. Later, I also checked it on the Internet, but no matter how I looked at it, it was different from what the 'young' said.

The 'young' said that Boss Tong's bed had been destroyed when he was exercising, and he had never seen the real thing, but he described it so meticulously.

I've been doing this year after year, stubble after stubble, making this thing, and I've been making this thing for more than ten years, and it's finally the same. As a result, you set yourself on fire! Or burn it to a dead ghost I don't know! ”

Speaking of this, Li Chuang couldn't help but get angry again.

Perhaps I have a similar focus to him, and while listening to him say this, I unconsciously imagined that when he was 8 years old, in a restaurant in Jiangnan, listening to that 'young' vernacular with his grandfather.

Wait to hear 'What Autumn' and 'Boss Tong'...... I'm already stupid.