"Jingle Bell" "Ding Ding Bell"

There was a crisp sound of wind chimes at the door, and the two people turned their heads at the same time.

The person who came was a woman with delicate facial features, and her complexion was a little dark, as if she had been working in the field all year round.

But her eyes, which seemed to have waves of water, were eye-catching.

The woman's eyes looked around timidly, and when she saw the two people under the corridor, she subconsciously bent over:

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Murong?"

In this enchantment, there is still anyone who knows his name?! Don't be too surprised!

Murong Xi and Tong Yao glanced at each other.

Murong Xi nodded: "I am, may I ask ...... girl?" ”

"I'm Daylily." When people came to see Murong Xi, they were very happy and hurriedly reported to their homes.

It turned out that the daylily girl was the daughter of a farmer in the city.

There is only one father in his fifties, his mother died in childbirth in October, and his younger brother died when he was two years old.

Therefore, for more than ten years, she has relied on her father for her life.

But just recently, a strange thing happened at home.

This has to start from the evening of five days ago.

That evening, the farmer returned home with his hoe after a day's work.

After dinner, the farmer went to bed early, as usual, and Daylily sat in his room, sewing and mending the clothes that her father had worn out the previous day.

Just as she was about to call it a day and go to bed, she suddenly heard the sound of "quack" footsteps in her father's room, as if someone was walking in the room carrying some heavy objects.

Daylilies listened to the doorway for a while.

The footsteps were steady and orderly, pacing back and forth in the room.

Daylilies thought, hasn't her father slept so late? Could it be that he was thinking about something in the room?

She whispered softly at the door to her father to go to bed and rest, and when she finished speaking, the footsteps in the room seemed to disappear.

Daylily listened to the door for a while, and the room was quiet, as if there was a sound of her father's snoring, and she was relieved, so she went back to her room and fell asleep.

But unexpectedly, on the night of the next day, before going to bed, Daylily passed by the door of her father's room as usual, and heard the sound of "quack" footsteps in the room.

Daylily whispered softly at the door of the room again, persuading her father to rest early and not be too tired.

But this time, the footsteps in the room did not stop.

Worried about her father's insomnia, Daylily knocked on the door and tried to push it in, but she was surprised to find that the door of the room could not be opened, as if her father had inserted the latch from the inside.

It's strange, my father usually never plugs in the latch when he sleeps, what's wrong today?

Worried that something would happen to her father in the room, Daylily knocked on the door again and shouted "Father, are you inside?" ”

In the room, there seemed to be a louder noise, a "squeak", the door opened, and it was my father who opened the door.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said in a daze: "Daylily! What's wrong? ”

When Daylily saw her father, she put down her hanging heart, said a few words, and returned to her room.

The next morning, my father went to the field as usual, and Daylilies was at home, but he had doubts:

It's strange, for two nights in a row, there were footsteps from my father's room, so late, what was my father doing??

So, while it was time for her father to work in the fields, Daylily came to her father's room.