A small county town in the northeast. In the winter of 2012, the temperature of minus 27 degrees Celsius covered the whole world. Including the park in the middle of the small county town, the lake in the park has been frozen into a whole block of ice, deeply embedded in the ground......

The entrance of the park is diagonally opposite an old bun shop. Lao Wu of the bun shop, day after day, gets up early to make a living, an old house facing the street, and the front store and the back house are so managed. No matter how cold or hot, as long as the old Wu family's hot buns come out of the drawer, there will always be a beggar who lives in the park will come to the door to ask for a bun. The beggar never spoke, his face was dirty, and his hair had not been taken care of for many years, long and messy, covering his entire dirty face, but he couldn't hide a pair of eyes like a thief eagle, which made people shudder and gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Lao Wu is a kind person, although it is a small business, he will not spare a meat bun every day. Over time, Lao Wu got used to it, and sometimes even without waiting for the beggar to come to beg, Lao Wu put the meat bun on the table on the porch, and the beggar went directly to the door to take it and left, never saying thank you. But Lao Wu didn't care in his heart, maybe he was a dumb person.

In February, Lao Wu's daughter who went to work in the south went back to the northeast to visit Lao Wu.

"Dad, your legs can't stand the climate in our northeast, come with me to the south, it's warm."

"Don't go," Lao Wu was reluctant to leave home, "I can't stand it for a lifetime, the pig nest and the chicken nest are not as good as my own dog kennel, besides, your mother's grave is in my hometown, I will guard her and not go anywhere." ”

"Dad, can you stop being so tough?"

"You don't have to persuade me, you should go back to your own home in the south, and I don't need you to come back to see me all the time."

Good people don't often have good mouths.

The daughter was wronged, but she also knew that she had been a father all her life, so she didn't persuade anything anymore. Silently turned around and went out, just in time to meet a beggar squatting and gnawing on a bun. The cotton jacket turned out was covered with dust, and the ugly appearance of the cloak was really uncomfortable. The daughter, who was already in a bad mood, glanced at the beggar viciously, "The deflated calf thing that is not human or ghost, it scares me to death!" With that, he turned around and left.

The beggar stared intently at the distant back of the old Wu girl with his eagle-like eyes, without a trace of expression on his face.

The next few days when my daughter was at home, she always went out, Lao Wu thought it was her own strength, how much it chilled her daughter's heart, maybe she went out to get together with friends in her hometown, so she didn't think much about it.

It wasn't long before the day came to go back to the south. After his daughter left, Lao Wu was alone again, busy with his own livelihood alone, until one day......

"Old wife, old wife," Old Wu, who was standing in front of the grave of his deceased wife, beat his chest and cried for the ground, "We gave birth to a bad girl, what the is this, why did you move your grave behind my back......"

This anger, Lao Wu was very sick, and was directly admitted to the county hospital, and his daughter, who had just gotten off the plane not long ago, received the news and rushed back to his hometown in the northeast in a hurry.

"Doctor, how's my dad doing?" My daughter was very anxious.

"It's not a big deal, your dad's body is there, this time it's just a hurry, just recuperate, I'll prescribe some good Chinese medicine for your dad, you go down and pay the hospitalization fee or something." The doctor wrote the prescription while talking, and he didn't raise his head, and Lao Wu's daughter looked at a piece of paper in the heavenly book, and only the various expenses were written very neatly.

"Dad, don't get angry, okay?" The daughter sat in front of the hospital bed and persuaded her father bitterly.

Lao Wu lay on his side against the wall and said nothing.

"Dad," the daughter's aggrieved tears flowed out, "Hiding from you, it's not right for me to move my mother's ashes, then I don't want to do my filial piety, seeing that you are getting older and older, and you are still stubborn, I didn't do it in a hurry!" "My daughter couldn't cry anymore.

"The water spilled by the girl who got married, I can support myself by guarding a bun shop, you don't have to worry about it." Old Wu said angrily.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about me, I can't ignore my mother, the mountains and rivers in the south are beautiful, I'll ask a master to take a look, find a good place for feng shui to settle my mother, you can guard your broken bun shop and live by yourself." With that, he turned and left.

The daughter follows her father, has a quick temper, and quarrels if she doesn't deal with it. As soon as he heard that his wife's ashes were going to be buried in the south, Lao Wu Teng sat up, looked at the door and shouted, "It's against you, I see you dare!" ”

The back of a long reddish-brown down jacket walked away. Lao Wu, who sat up, lowered his head and saw the medical record book and invoice, hurriedly packed up, and went home with his own discharge procedures.

Next.

Steamed buns have become a part of Lao Wu's life, after all, the people who go to work and go to school here point to Lao Wu's craftsmanship every day to eat. But just had a big fight with his daughter, Lao Wu's mood today is really bad, and his body is not very comfortable, "Hey, just rest for a day, who else can starve to death?" Thinking like this, Lao Wu felt a lot relieved.

But the beggar still came, and the table on the porch was empty, and the beggar was pestled at the table, his eyes glazed over, and his stray hair obscuring his dirty ugly face.

"Who?" Lao Wu, who was lying in the back room, heard the movement and shouted outside the door, "Rest today, don't make steamed buns, go buy something else to eat." ”

When the words fell, the shop in the outhouse was deadly silent, and even the sound of the beggar's breathing disappeared, but Lao Wu knew that the person did not leave.

Oh, it should be him, Lao Wu remembered and forgot about this.

"Hey, it's you, come and ask for buns every day?" Lao Wu got up and put on a thick cotton jacket, put on cotton shoes, and rubbed into the outhouse a little bit, "My body is not very good today, I didn't make buns, I said if you are hungry, I have leftover noodles and a little pickles, can you deal with a mouthful?" ”

The beggar remained in place, motionless, and did not respond, still staring at the empty table where Lao Wu had left him a bun on weekdays.

"Hey, I was a dumb person who never spoke, and I was still a deaf person when I didn't think about it," Lao Wu said as he went to turn over the lid of the pot, "Okay, hard-working man, I will serve you." ”

There was a sudden bang behind him, which frightened Lao Wu from spilling out of the bowl of noodles that had just come out of his hand, and when he turned around, he saw the beggar knocking all the steaming drawers of steamed buns to the ground like crazy, and then like a big black dog, lying on the ground rummaging for buns.

Lao Wu, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, couldn't help but be full of anger, picked up the rolling pin at hand, and hit the beggar hard, "Get out, get out of here, deflated calf thing......"

The thin beggar stared at Lao Wu viciously with his eagle-like eyes, but he couldn't help the pain, and still rushed out of the bun shop with his head in his hands. The angry old Wu chased to the door, held the door, and shouted to the beggar who fled away: "You dog, don't let me see you again, dare to ask for buns again, I'll wrap you with human flesh, see if you dare to eat it!" ”

The beggar, who had already run away to the gate of the park, heard Lao Wu's hoarse roar, suddenly stopped, and slowly turned his head, his dirty face was still the same pair of eagle-like eyes, staring at Lao Wu through his long scattered hair. Lao Wu was startled by the beggar's eyes, but he still didn't give up, "Wang Ba Lamb!" The door of the bun shop slammed shut.

The house was shut down for two days. Old Wu was depressed one night, drank some wine, and slept more than anyone else in one night.

In the early hours of the morning, four o'clock sharp.

Lao Wu got up, looked around the empty house, and couldn't help but feel a chill, there was heating in the house, but it was unusually cold than usual, and it was so cold that people's hearts were furious.

Lao Wu got up and wanted to make steamed buns, passing by his daughter's room, but no one was in the house. Old Wu wondered where his daughter went?

After the last big quarrel in the hospital, my daughter has never been home, and there was a phone call in the middle, saying that the two of them were quiet first, and Lao Wu Xunsi After all, his daughter is not a child, and this is in his hometown, and everyone in the neighborhood knows each other, so he didn't worry about anything. "Now that the phone is turned off, are you still angry with Lao Tzu? Gotta make the bun first, and then call the mobile phone after finishing, if it doesn't work, I'll apologize to my daughter, and if it doesn't work, I'll close the bun, and the old ancestral house will be sold, and I will go to the south with my daughter to retire. Thinking like this, Lao Wu nodded, pulled the padded jacket on his body up, and walked out of the outhouse to prepare to make buns.

"What the hell, who gave me the buns?" Lao Wu looked at the drawers of big buns and the heat was exuding, scratching his scalp, and he couldn't remember when he made the skin and stuffing.

"Could it be that the girl did it?" Lao Wu began to speculate, "The dead girl is afraid that Lao Tzu will be tired and wants to help me with my work, or is he embarrassed and wants to apologize with action?" …… Well, that's it, or there's a ghost. Lao Wu made up his mind, "Okay, I don't know when the dead girl will learn his Lao Tzu's craft, it's quite like it, I'll try one." ”

The hot buns are poured into the right hand with the left hand, and the right hand is poured into the left hand, blowing while pouring, and it seems that it has just come out. Lao Wu was just about to speak, when suddenly the guardrail outside the window rattled, and the bun in Lao Wu's hand fell to the ground in fright. "Who?" Lao Wu shouted, "Come buy buns?" Or is it a dead girl? ”

There was a rush of running outside the window, and it faded away.

Lao Wu walked to the door, pushed the door, the door was hidden, no wonder the house was unusually cold, eighty percent of the girls went out and forgot to lock the door.

"Oh, no!" Lao Wu shouted out.

The door lock was pried open!

The bun shop is an old house, the door is an old door, the lock, and it is also an old-fashioned lock, and it has been a long time, and it still has a little mottled rust.

At four o'clock in the morning in the northeast county in winter, the sky is still dark.

Lao Wu pushed open the door and crashed out in a panic, and Lao Wu, who was not good at his age, looked around with his eyes. Suddenly, under the street lamp at the entrance of the park, a thin figure appeared - a beggar!

Normally, with Lao Wu's eyes, it is impossible to tell that the figure in the distance is a beggar, but a pair of eagle-like eyes on the figure shine yellow, which makes people shudder. What's even more uncomfortable is that the beggar is sneering, laughing so weirdly and wickedly!

Lao Wu had already concluded that the door lock was picked open by the beggar. Lao Wu, who was not angry, clenched his fists, scolded and walked straight to the beggar, grabbed the beggar's collar with his left hand and pushed it back, the beggar's back was against the lamppost, Lao Wu's right hand was clenched into a fist and raised high. Before Lao Wu's fist fell, the beggar spoke!

"I, I dare to eat, delicious." The voice of the beggar, who had never opened his mouth to speak, really frightened Lao Wu.

What can you do if you are not dumb, Lao Wu calmed down before he reacted to what the beggar said. "What is delicious, you dare to eat it?"

The beggar held up the steaming half of the bun in his hand to Lao Wu, with a strange and evil smile on his face.

The fragrance of the minced meat penetrated into Lao Wu's nostrils, and this fragrant sensation instantly made Lao Wu feel a sense of pathos from the bottom of his heart, from the top of his head to his toes, and there was only endless coldness left on his body.

"Where did you get this bun?"

"I, I did it myself." The beggar spoke again, but not articulately.

Lao Wu snatched the bun, leaned near his nostrils and sniffed it vigorously, his eyes widened: "You, what kind of meat stuffing do you take?" ”

The beggar was silent, still smiling strangely and wickedly on his dirty face.

"Ahh Lao Wu suddenly roared, and his wide-eyed eyes were instantly covered with bright red bloodshots.

Lao Wu Fang realized that the beggar was wearing a long reddish-brown down jacket, which was exactly the same as his daughter's!

Lao Wu opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak anyway, his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and although his left hand was still holding the beggar's collar, he still couldn't support his body. Lao Wu covered his heart, fell unconscious between the ice and snow, and the world in front of him turned blood-red and gradually blurred......

I don't know how long it took, Lao Wu suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was so familiar: the kitchen where steamed buns were steamed on weekdays looked old and dim in the dim yellow light. The table was full of flour, and the sound of minced meat coming from the direction of the cutting board seemed to be accompanied by the devil's grin.

Lao Wu wanted to speak, but his mouth couldn't open, and he wanted to turn his head to see who it was, but he couldn't turn his neck, ah! Wrong! At this moment, Lao Wu can't even feel his neck!

With the help of Yu Guang, Lao Wu saw two headless corpses lying on the ground, a man and a woman, whose limbs seemed to no longer exist, and blood was gurgling from the broken place between the neck and limbs......

Who are these corpses?

Lao Wu understood: he was dead, the male corpse was himself, and the severed head was placed on the steamer by the beggar and became his trophy, or the decoration in this humble kitchen, or ......?

The sound of the kitchen knife chopping the stuffing stopped abruptly, and the beggar moved in front of Lao Wu, his face full of excitement. The only thing left in front of Lao Wu's eyes was the chilling, yellow-glowing eyes like a thief eagle on the beggar's dirty face, and a strange and evil smile.

The beggar slowly raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and the bright red tracks followed the handle of the knife, wrapped around his wrist, and extended into the beggar's sleeve......

"If you are the devil of hell, I will wait for you in hell; If you are a demon on earth, I will make this world a hell! "Before Lao Wu's head was split open by a beggar, he issued a curse to this world!