Chapter Twenty-Eight: Lost Soul

Next, Li Jianguo was not in a hurry, grabbed a small half handful of glutinous rice from another bowl, and sprinkled it evenly around Cui Yue, reciting some unknown incantation in his mouth while sprinkling, and listened carefully to the syllables and frustrations, or some kind of righteous song or something.

After singing like this for a while, the glutinous rice in his hand was almost sprinkled. Li Jianguo suddenly hit the glutinous rice in his hand at the chopsticks standing in the center of the bowl.

As the old saying goes, if the glutinous rice in the hand can beat the upside-down chopsticks, then everything will be fine, the ghost that collided with the living is no longer noisy, and the resentment has been removed.

Fortunately, Buddha blessed, everything went well. As soon as the glutinous rice hits the chopsticks, the chopsticks fall and fall to the ground.

Li Jianguo took a breath, handed the bowl of water to Cui Yuanjun's hand, and admonished. "Brother-in-law, you quickly bring this bowl of water to the door and splash it on the lower corner of the stairs, remember to splash it all at once, don't drag mud and water, and the bowl after splashing must be upside down by the wall, don't put it in the wrong place."

Cui Yuanjun took a deep breath, he had never been so nervous as before, he slowly moved the bowl of water out of the aisle, raised his hand and splashed it upside down, buckled the bowl upside down on the wall, left a small crack in the door, and looked uneasily into the inner room for a while.

Li Jianguo took out the ball of cotton and linen again, spread it out, cut it into three strips of cloth two feet square with scissors, then lit a stick of incense, used the incense head to write left and right on the cotton and linen for a while, and then ignited the three strips of cloth respectively, and then poured all the ashes after burning into the empty bowl on the side and dissolved them with water.

Li Jianguo stirred it with his fingers at will, and after it was even, he first raised his head and drank half a bowl, and the remaining half bowl of water helped Cui Yue to pour it into his mouth, and Cui Yue, who was choking, coughed nonstop.

Li Jianguo thought for a while, picked up the cinnabar in his hand, mixed it with a little wine, and after dissolving, he dotted it in the middle of Cui Yue's forehead, which looked like a tadpole, and the color was bright and dripping, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Second sister, hurry up and bring me a piece of clothes that Cui Yue often wears, preferably unwashed." Li Jianguo said to Aunt Li.

"Okay, okay." Although Aunt Li didn't know what Li Jianguo was going to do, she quickly took Cui Yue's green shirt and handed it to Li Jianguo according to his instructions.

Li Jianguo used cinnabar to draw a line on the collar of Cui Yue's shirt according to Fang Cai's style, and then picked up a bamboo pole behind the door, put his clothes on the pole, pushed open the door, and went out.

Cui Yuanjun and Aunt Li looked at each other, Li Jianguo didn't give orders, and the two didn't dare to follow, so they had to watch Li Jianguo hold a bamboo pole from the window and go in the direction of the small playground.

Li Jianguo shouted as he walked: "Cui Yue, Cui Yue, come back, Cui Yue, Cui Yue hurry up and go home." ”

"Cui Yue, your mother told you to go home for dinner." Well, forgive me for this sentence, thinking of this, Cui Yue probably thinks, then my mother still has to call me home to steal vegetables.

There was no half a figure in the small playground at night, only Li Jianguo was heard shouting alone, and the sound echoed over the playground.

After about a while, Li Jianguo returned to Cui's house with a bamboo pole, put the green shirt on Cui Yue's body, and picked it up.

Li Jianguo walked out of the back room, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a sigh: "Second sister, okay, it's done." ”

Aunt Li hurriedly went into the back room to take care of Cui Yue, but Cui Yuanjun was a little skeptical.

In the second half of the night, Cui Yue's fever subsided, and he stopped talking nonsense and slept peacefully.

Now Cui Yuanjun is convinced, he looks down on this brother-in-law a little on weekdays, he doesn't learn and has no skills on weekdays, stealing chickens and touching dogs, but today's performance impresses him.

Not to mention that it is all the credit of Li Jianguo, but it is true that Cui Yue's situation has improved, and everyone has a hanging heart before letting go.

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight shone on Cui Yue's face through the gap in the curtains.

"Ugh." Cui Yue turned over, feeling that his whole body was much more relaxed, he was sweating profusely last night, and even the quilt was soaked.

Cui Yue only felt that he had a dream for a long time, in the dream there was a woman who was always entangled with herself, a long hair firmly bound herself, unable to move, just when she was getting tighter and tighter, she suddenly felt a wisp of green smoke drifting by, the neck gradually relaxed, the pressure was loosened, and the hair was no longer wrapped around Cui Yue, all dispersed, and in the end, the woman had been crying, what she was crying about, Cui Yue couldn't remember it clearly, she always felt that it was vague, like a layer of fog, I couldn't see it, I couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Cui Yue wake up, Cui Yuanjun and Aunt Li were completely relieved. Aunt Li sent the gruel that had already been boiled to Cui Yue's mouth, and complained.

"Yue'er, you scared your parents this time. In the future, this kind of place will be less likely to go, it's not good, you know? ”

"Yes, Mom, I know. It may be that he didn't sleep all night and was blown by the cool breeze, so he suddenly fell ill. ”

"This time, thanks to your uncle, otherwise ......"

"What, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't give your child. Let's have a good rest at home today, Zhang Hu came here this morning, saying that the factory gave you two days of sick leave. Cui Yuanjun interrupted.

"Okay, Dad, I got it,"

Cui Yue devoured the gruel and replied.

After two days, Cui Yue already felt that he was very good, full of energy, the soreness in his body gradually disappeared, and the amount of food was better than before.

Aunt Li saw that Cui Yue's whole person was in a lot of energy, and the amount of food had also increased greatly, and she couldn't help but feel relieved.

After another two months, Cui Yue has felt that he has fully adapted to his current role, and he has also mingled with the people around him, the days of the factory are day after day, monotonous but fun, every day in addition to following Zhang Hu to inspect the workshop and defend the factory, a lot of time a day is idle, with free time, Cui Yue will take out a few books, and look at it beautifully for a while. Gradually, he also integrated into this big collective, gags with his fellow workers, drank and played cards, and even Zhang Hu said, hey, another child of a good family was dragged into the water by them, dragging down the hindrance of socialist construction.

Cui Yuanjun was half angry, he didn't learn much, his bad habits grew, his son was older, and he didn't bother to say anything, so let him go. Out of sight is clean, and you can still listen to a bird by yourself, and cultivate your sentiment.

Cui Yue thinks that his life is full and happy now, and although he has no direction, he is happy. It's a day of fun.

County Public Security Bureau, Criminal Police Office.

Zhao Weiping tapped the desktop rhythmically with his right hand, looking at the thick file on the desk, thoughtful.