Chapter 7 Dismounting
The old man's full name is Fu Rong, and he told me that he was a Hongru person, and that Hongru wanted to take us away and protect us, but he didn't expect his grandfather to think about it so much.
He wanted to help me deal with the aftermath of my grandfather and father, and I was supposed to quickly dispose of the bodies before leaving the village, but I insisted that my grandfather and father's bodies be left at home for three days, which is the rule in our village.
Otherwise, the deceased will die without turning a blind eye, this request made Fu Lao hesitate for a long time, but finally looked at me with a sad and desperate look on his face and reluctantly agreed.
He helped me put the bodies of my father and grandfather in order, and also cleaned up my grandfather's study, carefully helping to make things one cabinet after another.
At first, I was busy cleaning my father's blood and didn't notice Fu Lao, but when I changed into a clean coat for my father, I became suspicious of Fu Lao.
He didn't seem to be helping to sort it out, but looking for something, but he searched inside and outside but couldn't find anything.
I looked at Fu Lao's frowning appearance, and suddenly thought of the grandfather who turned around before, as if he had taken something from his mother's body and put it in his trouser pocket, was that what Fu Lao was looking for?
"Xiao Jiu'er, you are guarding your grandfather and your father here, I'll go find two sticks of ash to light up." After Fu Lao finished speaking, he walked out of the study, and I immediately reached out and touched my grandfather's trouser pocket.
There is really something in the right trouser pocket, cold and cold, and when I feel it, it is a blood-colored jade cicada the size of a thumb, the color of this jade cicada is as red as blood, and the carving is lifelike.
I didn't dare to look closely, so I carefully hid it in my coat pocket, looked at my grandfather and father on the bed, the corners of my mouth trembled for a long time, and I didn't say a word.
Although I don't know who "those people" are in the mouths of my grandfather and this old man, I can already feel that I am in danger.
This Fu Lao is just a stranger to me, and I don't even know if I can trust them, and I don't know where I should go.
Thinking of this, I shed tears without any energy, crying was trembling all over, and after a long time, I felt as if I had no strength in my body, and I closed my eyes in a daze when I lay on the side of the bed next to my grandfather.
"Whoa."
With a bang, the wooden door seemed to be pushed open, and I could clearly hear the sound of the door opening, and I could feel someone entering, but it was difficult to open my eyes.
A few seconds later, there was another "click", which was supposed to be in the position of the bookshelf, and the person who came in walked around the study was now moving the bookshelf.
Who is this man? It's Fu Lao, but my intuition tells me that it shouldn't be.
The man stayed by the bookshelf for a while, and then I heard the sound of the bookshelf being moved, and he did not hurry to leave, but walked over to me and searched in my pocket.
My heart was pounding fast, I was afraid that the blood jade cicada would be discovered by him, but he did touch the blood jade cicada, but he didn't take it away.
I just took out the jade cicada, and after a while, I put it back again.
I bit my lip and tried to sober myself up, but when I opened my eyes, all I saw was a black shadow that quickly flashed out of the study, and the black shadow was very high, which could directly exclude Fu Lao and that inch.
It took a long time for this feeling of weakness to subside, and by then it was already dawn outside, and I struggled to get up from the bed with a sore body, and then hurried out of the study.
All the way to the living room, I saw that Fu Lao and the inch board were still searching for something, and even when I came out, I didn't notice it.
"What are you doing?" I couldn't help but feel a little angry, thinking that they also had bad intentions.
"Xiao Jiu'er, don't get me wrong, those people want something from your house, but, according to me, that thing has been taken away by them, and we are still one step late." When Fu Lao said this, his eyes looked directly at me, without the slightest dodge.
I don't know much about the world, and I can't see any clues in his expression.
"Since the thing is no longer here, let's go, it's a waste of time to spend it here." Cunbantou was a little impatient: "If this kid is unwilling to leave, then leave him here and fend for himself." ”
"No, he is a descendant of the Qing family, and now in this situation, I have to help him no matter what." What Fu Lao said was heartwarming.
As soon as the three-day period of suspension was over, I asked Fu Lao to help transport the bodies of my father and grandfather to the town for cremation, and Fu immediately agreed without prevarication.
However, he was worried about my safety, so he asked the company to drive the body to the town, and when he came back in the evening, I put the urns of my grandfather and father on the table in the ancestral hall and gave them incense.
"Xiao Jiu'er, come with us, your Qing family and our Hongru are also quite related, we won't hurt you." Fu Lao looked at me and waited for my answer with a kind face.
I looked at these tablets at home, these days I think very clearly, grandma they are only afraid of the bad luck, now I have no support, I wanted to go to Aunt Yuling, she is my stepmother, I went to my mother's house a few days ago and has not come back.
But if you think about it carefully, my father died, and Aunt Yuling and I have nothing to do with it, so if I go to her like this, won't it become a burden to her?
I don't seem to have a choice at this point, and, deep down, I swear I must find the murderer of the whole village.
Fu Lao said that the people in the village should have been "lost" and taken to a certain place to be killed, if we did not go up the mountain that night, it would naturally be difficult to escape.
"Don't be pretentious, the girls are chirping, let's go, Hongru still has something to eat for you." Cun Bantou glanced at me and said lightly: "If you feel that it is not practical to eat and drink for nothing, then the furniture in this house can be bought, and it can be worth a lot of money." ”
As soon as his words fell, Fu Lao glared at him, and he stopped talking.
"I won't touch anything in my house." I'm pretty sure.
"Don't listen to him, let's go tonight, it's a long way, what about you, just prepare a few clothes." Fu Lao smiled at me and said.
"Leaving tonight?" I was a little surprised, it was already late at night, but I also wanted to meet Hongru's owner, and wanted to know what secrets the old lady had left behind.
So, I slipped into my room, packed my clothes, and brought the New Year's money that my grandmother gave me in advance in case of emergency.
Coming out of the room, I left a note for Aunt Yuling on the table, telling her that everyone here was dead and telling her not to come back, and I bowed again in the direction of the ancestral hall in the backyard before closing the door.
Fu Lao motioned for me to get into the car, and I sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the dark village, and my heart was extremely depressed.
This is where I have lived for more than ten years, and now, I am left alone when everyone "leaves".
"Drive." Fu Lao commanded at the inch board head, and the inch board head started the car.
Waiting until the car drove out of the village entrance, I couldn't see it anymore, and then I came back to my senses lonely, in order not to let Fu Lao and them notice that I had red eyes, I deliberately pretended to look out of the window, pretending to be very calm on the surface, but I was extremely uneasy inside.
The car bumped on the road for three days and two nights, and on the evening of the third day, the car drove into a deep and long alley before slowly coming to a stop.
I quickly got out of the car and found that the car was parked in front of a rather elegant carved wooden door.
And this carved wooden door hangs a plaque on the head, and the words "Qing Confucian" are written in a flowing stream.
Isn't it Hongru? How did you become a Confucian? I was thinking about it, and the old Fu pulled me inside, and the inch head was waiting outside the door.
As soon as I entered the wooden door, there was a young man who leaned over Fu Lao, I thought it was a small courtyard, but I didn't expect to walk an extremely long blue brick corridor, and then passed two solid wood arches, I haven't seen the entrance hall, these corridors are carved beams and painted columns, the pattern is something I have never seen.
I met a few people sporadically on the road, and they saw Fu Lao coming to say hello, and after walking to the end of this corridor, I finally saw an open reddish-brown gate with the words "Wealth is widely gathered, pawns are everywhere".
When he followed Fu Lao to the front of this gate, he saw a large counter inside, surrounded by a wooden fence on all sides of the counter, and a middle-aged man with a mustache and fat head and big ears was sitting in the counter, looking drowsy.
"Ahem!" Fu Lao coughed lowly, and the middle-aged man at the counter looked at us.
"Sending someone over again? Old Fu, I didn't say it, we're not a juvenile class, what's the use of you sending these half-sized children over? The man at the counter glanced at me, looking impatient.
If you think about it, the people I met along the way seem to be about the same age as me.
"This is the child of an old friend of the owner, and there is no one at home anymore, so?" Fu Lao was also quite polite to this man.
This man was not respectful to Fu Lao at all: "I am not a shelter either, if the owner feels pitiful, give him some money and send it away, why bother to come here?" ”
"Lao Du, this is what the owner means." Fu Lao was still smiling.
"Hmph, Hongru's rules, one, only accept men, two, only accept talented people, right? These two are indispensable, he is a man, yes, but no matter how I look at him, he is a raw melon and egg, and his eyes are dull, not this material. The man looked at me and looked at me.
"Raw melons and eggs also need to be trained, how about it?" Fu Lao wanted to intercede for me.
"Why don't I test him." The man interrupted Fu Lao's words, and then grabbed a whistle and blew two long and one short, and within a minute, more than a dozen people gathered outside the door.
Half of them were about my age, and half of them were in their thirties, and they all looked at me and Fu Lao in unison, and the "exam" began unsuspectingly.