The temperature inside the house was several degrees lower than outside.

I was wearing short sleeves with my hands around my arms. The cold air seemed to be directly soaked into my heart and spleen, and I shivered several times in a row, and I felt very uncomfortable.

"Grandma......"

I heard my voice tremble.

The layout of the house is very simple, push the door into it is a small living room, and on the left is a small room. The kitchen is in a small compartment at the back and is very compact.

It's such a palm-sized house, and there were four people living in it at the highest.

At that time, Grandma Hu and Chef Zheng lived in the bedroom of the back room, and Zheng Dali and her younger brother Zheng Erzhu slept on the high bunk in the living room.

Grandma Hu turned around, she stood in the middle of the living room and smiled at me: "Sit down." ”

Her smile was still so strange that it gave me goosebumps.

I was uncomfortable: "Grandma, I won't sit anymore, the store is very busy, I took the old salt water and left." ”

Seeing me standing still, she handed over a stool: "Xiaofan, I haven't been here for so long, can't I sit for a while?" You'll wait here, and I'll go in and get it for you." ”

With that, she was about to go into the kitchen.

I called her again: "Grandma, where is Grandpa Zheng?" ”

He ...... If you are not feeling well, rest in the house. With that, she left.

Standing alone in the living room, I looked around.

It's the same place as it was a decade ago, with old furniture and bare (harmonious) red brick walls on the walls, showing the difficult life of the owner of this house.

Faintly, I smelled a strange smell.

I can't say what it is, but I'm sure I've been exposed to it before.

At this moment, Grandma Hu was busy in the kitchen, and I could hear the sound of the lid of the altar being lifted.

I'm in a better mood than just now, it's good to get the old salt water, go back and add a little spice, and I can make a good jar of kimchi water, so that the problem of seasoning is solved, and the store can be open normally.

No matter what the future holds, let's take it one step at a time.

I sat in the living room waiting for Grandma Hu's old salt water, but for some reason, she had been in the kitchen for a long time and had not come out yet.

I wanted to go over and have a look, and as soon as I got to the kitchen door, I heard a voice from behind.

There was a "crunch" sound, like the sound of a door being slammed.

Looking back, there was no one.

Under the incandescent lamp with a low wattage, everything in the room seemed quiet and secretive. The smell I smelled just now seemed to be stronger than before.

I was stunned for about a minute, and I didn't see anything.

I turned around and wanted to go to the kitchen again, but as soon as I turned around, I was stunned. Because out of the corner of my eye, a dark shadow flashed behind me.

"Who is it?!"

I screamed, but no one answered.

Then I heard another "squeak".

Following where the voice came from, I came to Grandma Hu's bedroom.

"Grandma, is that you? ......" I screamed, but still no one answered me.

The original sound of the lids touching each other has completely disappeared at this moment. I called Grandma Hu a few more times, but she still ignored me, and it seemed that I was the only one left in the whole room.

Where did she go?

What is she doing, pretending to be a ghost and scaring people?

For a little old salt water, scare my old neighbor?

As for it?

Is this necessary?

At that moment, I felt inexplicably suffocated, and my heart was also panicked.

Striding to the door of the house, I wanted to go out to breathe, but I heard someone behind me call me: "Sister......"

This is a childish child's voice, very thin.

Looking back, the room was still so calm that there were no children in sight.

Grandma Hu has no children under her knees, I don't know if Zheng Dali has children, according to the current relationship between their mother and daughter, even if they have children, they will not be placed here by their stepmother.

Zheng Erguan has been sentenced to more than ten years, and he is still in prison, and it is impossible to have any children.

Then the question arises, since it is impossible for Grandma Hu's family to have children, then who is the immature child's voice that called me just now?

"Who's calling me?"

I yelled into the room, but no one answered.

The sudden disappearance of Grandma Hu, the inexplicable children's voice in the house, these two things are connected, and it is too abnormal.

Did I hear it wrong?

Just then, I heard another voice: "Sister, I'm here ......"

I was grabbed by the corner of my dress, and when I looked down, it was a little girl in a red dress.

The girl was very small, she looked like she was only five or six years old, her face was very pale, and she looked at me with trembling eyes.

I don't know this kid, and I haven't seen him before.

I asked her, "Who are you?" ”

She shushed at me, motioning for me not to say so loudly. The girl looked a little frightened, and she looked left and right, as if she was running away from something.

I crouched down and put my hand on her shoulder, only to notice that she had been shaking. I asked her in as gentle a voice as I could, "Little sister, who are you?" How did it end up here? ”

The girl still didn't speak, she reached out and took my hand, and I noticed that her hand was cold, not warm at all.

She led me to the bedroom, and when I got closer, I saw that the door was hidden.

Gently pushed the bedroom door open a little, and a strange smell came to my nose. The smell was many times heavier than what I had just smelled in the living room.

It was dark in the room, and after touching the wall, I pulled the light rope.

Suddenly the eyes opened, this room looked at the past about fifteen or sixteen square meters, and the earth-painted furniture looked like it was many years ago.

There was someone lying on the big bed against the wall, it was summer time, but it was covered with a thick quilt.

The window was covered with a thick layer of curtains, and the inside of the room was colder than the outside, it was not as dry and cold as outside, but the cold in this room was damp and cold.

The difference between the two is that dry cold is cold on the skin and flesh, and clammy cold is cold that soaks people's bones.

The girl pulled me forward and held her palm, and I was very strange, because her hand was always so cold as if it were warm or not.

As I got closer, I recognized the man lying on the bed.

He is Grandma Hu's husband, Chef Zheng.

In front of the cold vegetable stall before, I asked about Chef Hu and Grandma Zheng. She only said that her husband is not as healthy as before, and she didn't say much.

Chef Zheng is more than 20 years older than Grandma Hu, and if you do the math, she should be in her eighties this year.

At this age, it is very common for people to have some physical problems.

At this moment, Chef Zheng was lying on the bed motionless and sleeping very deeply. Standing on the edge of the bed, I looked at the sleeping Chef Zheng and always felt that something was wrong.

I wanted to ask the little girl something, but when I looked down, I saw that she was gone.

As soon as the vest was cold, I looked around, and there was no sign of her.

At the same time, Chef Zheng, who was lying on the bed, seemed to move......