But then again, marriage is such a major event, since ancient times it is the order of parents, the words of the matchmaker, even now that marriage is free, love is free, and the form still respects the tradition, it has always been the man who comes to the door to propose, where is the truth that the woman's family comes to the door first, if it is really confused, it will seem that my family is too unruly.

So on the surface, it was Zhang Xiaowei's parents who wanted to come and see my family during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but in fact, they were asking why there was no news from my family for so long, urging them to meet as soon as possible and sit down to talk.

That's the problem.

Otherwise, our generation is obviously not too old, but in the eyes of parents and elders, but still has not grown up, for the etiquette of this aspect, there is too little knowledge, what to do is straight to ignorant, in the eyes of parents is still a child? As soon as I heard that my little daughter-in-law wanted to come to the house for the Mid-Autumn Festival, I happily and stupidly agreed, without thinking about it at all, if it weren't for my parents and parents, I would be completely in charge, and I might make a big joke.

Listening to Zhang Xiaowei say that her parents wanted to come over and have a look, her parents knew that this was a signal from the future in-laws urging us, and our affairs could not be delayed any longer, and it was time to give the girl an explanation.

But in this situation, I have been living on the gloomy Yin Mountain, and I can't go back to my home, let alone go to the door of Zhang Xiaowei's parents' house and give her a clear explanation.

This is where parents are really embarrassed. They naturally hope that Zhang Xiaowei and I can settle down as soon as possible and let them hold their grandson as soon as possible, if it weren't for this, they wouldn't have to wait until now, I'm afraid it would have been settled a long time ago, but now I'm still staying in the mountains, and I don't know when I will end such a day, so they have no other way.

After all, the old man is very kind to my family, without him, my parents would have lost my son more than ten years ago, how can I respect his arrangements for me.

Now Zhang Xiaowei's parents have clearly sent a signal to urge, and the woman's family can't wait to take the initiative to ask, but they have already lost their manners. So my mother told me at this time, the plan was to let me continue to stay in the mountain, not to disappoint the old man, and they invited a few companions to Zhang Xiaowei's house before the Mid-Autumn Festival to apologize and preliminarily settle the matter.

Although it is also unreasonable not to see me, the "prospective son-in-law", but at this time, my parents can only do this, and try to ask Zhang Xiaowei's parents for forgiveness, and after I finish my penance on the mountain, I will go back to her house with Zhang Xiaowei to apologize as soon as possible.

But the old man had a different view on this.

So after his mother finished talking about the matter, he said: "There is no need for this, since now the son-in-law of Shixing comes to the door together to propose marriage and let the in-laws see it, then I can't help but go, don't let the family pick the gift." It is important to inherit the mantle of the teacher, but the lifelong event of marriage is not a trivial matter, anyway, I have lived in the mountains for more than half a year, and there is no shortage of back and forth for these few days, and when I go home, I will discuss it with Zhenyue, the old man is a person who knows the number of etiquette, he will definitely agree, and when the time comes, Xiao Nian will go with him, it is not a big deal.

The old mother was slightly stunned, and looked at the grandfather without speaking.

There is no doubt that she naturally hopes that I can go with me at that time, and it is not without thinking about it with my father that I will discuss this matter with the old man. The reason why they didn't go in the end was mainly because they were juniors, and they knew that with the temperament of the old man, once they spoke, they would definitely agree with a smile, but whether they would have any ideas in their hearts, it was not good to say at all. They respected the old man, and they didn't want him to feel uncomfortable at home, and they didn't want him to have any thoughts in his heart because of this, so they gave up the idea.

But if it's a grandfather who goes to say it privately, there is no need to worry about this. After all, grandpa and the old man are of the same generation, they have eaten and slept together for most of the past half a year, and they are inseparable almost everywhere they go, even if they have any ideas, they will not hold back in their hearts and not say them.

Therefore, it is naturally the best thing for grandpa to discuss with the old man in private and ask him to agree that I will go down the mountain to Zhang Xiaowei's house for a few days.

Listening to them racking their brains for my life's events, I couldn't help but smile softly, and my heart was like the canal next to me, as if there was a gentle stream of water flowing, and at the same time, after more than half a year, many emotions that had been silent a lot were also rippled because of the arrival of this burst of water, like injecting a pool of calm autumn water.

Since it is my own big business, how can I be missing when the time comes, even if the little daughter-in-law's parents and her will not mind, I will not be happy psychologically. It would be more than half a year to throw the stall in the provincial capital to her, and she couldn't make her feel lost when the "historic moment" when the two families met for the first time.

So after smiling, I whispered, "It's okay, Mom, you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore, and Grandpa doesn't have to go to my master to discuss it anymore, I'll go home with you then, and there will be no problem." ”

When such a sentence came out of Leng Buding, my grandfather and mother, who were talking, couldn't help but hold back their voices at the same time and looked at me a little stunned.

"Nian Nian, what are you talking about, how can you not discuss it with your master and his old man." It took a few seconds for my mother to react, and then she looked at me with a strange look in her eyes.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I'm not still angry with him when I say this, it's that there is no need to talk to him about it now." Mom, they naturally don't know, in fact, whether to go down the mountain or not depends not on whether the old man agrees or not, but on myself, but anyway, it won't be long, and I don't need to explain these things to them.

As soon as I heard this, my mother looked at my expression and immediately became even more puzzled.

"Niannian, today is the third year of junior high school, ten days is a blink of an eye, don't think that Xiaowei's family, it is so simple to say that you can go, you have to settle down early, and strive to go back before fifteen, so there is no time, your father went to the construction site today to arrange things, and tomorrow he will start preparing and set the time for the past."

"Mom, I know, I know, time is already a little tight, but you just believe me, it's really nothing, and there is no need to go to my master to discuss, disturb his old man's state of mind, in short, I promise that when the time comes, I will be able to go to Xiaowei's house with you, believe me." Seeing that my mother was still not at ease, I was afraid that I would think things too simply, so I had to smile and promise.

At this time, it is actually difficult for me to explain the reason, because I myself am also ignorant and half-understood, rather than bothering to explain at this time, it is better to let them see the results directly.

Compared with the matter of going down the mountain, the nearly 200 ghosts who have been completely instigated and kidnapped by Hou Sanping, an old ghost with sinister intentions, are more urgent things to consider.

Although I still can't rest assured at all, seeing that I swear by it and have it in my chest, my mother suddenly can't say too much, after all, I'm the one who shouldn't be disturbed too much now. So let them follow the planned arrangement, they don't have to go to the old man to discuss, and they don't have to worry about anything on my side, and they will definitely be able to go to Zhang Xiaowei's house with them at that time, and then let their mother and grandfather go home first.

Of course, I didn't rush back to the gloomy thatched hut again, but left the big yellow dog behind, and for the first time in half a year, I took it along the nearby ridge and walked around casually, until the sun began to fall to the west, let Huanhuan go home by himself, and watched it turn back as he walked, until he crossed the bridge under the mountain and began to spread his legs and run in the direction of home, and then walked slowly into the mountain bay.

Under the watchful eyes of all the ghosts, after returning to the grass hut in front of the bronze statue of the ancestor master, he did not enter meditation again, kept himself completely awake, and quietly waited until the sky began to darken, and there was almost nothing to see in the grass house, then he got up and took out the oil bottle from under the bed, and the oil lamp that was bigger than me, took out the wick and poured the oil, and then found a lighter that had not been used for a long time and lit it.

Looking at the lighter in my hand, which almost couldn't be lit, I remembered that I hadn't smoked since I finished the pack of cigarettes I had carried in my pocket when I went up the mountain, and before I knew it, I had quit smoking since high school.

Now that I think about it carefully, in the first 20 days, the reason why I gave up on myself every day and pretended to be dead, drilled the tip of the bull's horns, like a piece of waste wood, in addition to some psychological stuckness, I had some complaints about the old man in my heart, and I am afraid that the reason for the addiction to smoking is indispensable.

As for the oil lamps they brought with them, they were hardly used again except for the first few days. Not only because there was no need for this thing later, but also because the grass hut was so gloomy, so gloomy that the oil lamp basically did not burn, so it was simply put away and forgotten.

But when I found it again tonight, it didn't happen again, though I waited a little longer, until the wick was completely soaked with kerosene, and lit several times, and the fire was as dim as a firefly, and even had an eerie blue color, and it didn't illuminate the surroundings at all, but it was lit anyway.

After a long while, the glowing ghost fire, which was about to go out at any time, gradually expanded a little, and began to turn a dull orange, as if breaking out of a cocoon, spreading the surrounding night a little, illuminating the square inch of the small offering table, and wearing a faint halo.

At this time, the world outside the house, the night has already completely fallen, and the black pressure is overwhelming, and the five fingers are missing.

"Master~" It wasn't until the call sounded softly in his ears that he turned his eyes away from the lights that were getting more and more yellow, growing stronger, and illuminating a wider and wider range of lights, and turned around, only to find that Hou Sanping had entered the grass hut at some point.

I don't know how he got in, but when I turned around, he was floating with his feet off the ground and floating at the entrance of the inner room, the same as me, no, half a head taller than me.

Seeing the way he lowered his eyes and looked at me, I remembered for a moment that it seemed that since this guy came to this place, every time he came to greet and talk to me, or when he came to provoke faintly, he would make full use of the terrain to find some places where his feet could be at eye level with me, or condescending to look at me, except for the two times when he ran in and sat on the old man's bed.

It seems that this short man still cares a lot about his height, and when he was still a human being, he was often joked about by his height, so that he became an eternal pain in his heart, and he didn't know how many years he had been a ghost, and he still cared a lot about the fact that he was a short man.

"Huh? You call me? What's the matter? "As if I had just woken up from sleepwalking, I looked puzzled.

Hou Sanping was slightly stunned, his mouth moved slightly, and under the light of the oil lamp that became stronger and stronger, and began to light up most of the room, the light in his two eyes also lit up, as if a cold arrow flashed.

Then he calmed down, looked at me and whispered, "Guru, the time has come. ”

"Time? What time is it? I asked, still confused.

The cold arrows flashed in his eyes again, this time, he stayed a little longer, and after a moment of silence, Hou Sanping spoke again: "Master, your time is up. ”

"What time is it?" I'm still confused.

After another moment of silence, Hou Sanping reminded: "It's what I told you in the early hours of this morning." This time, he didn't call the guru again.

"What's the matter?"

"Could it be that you want to say that you have forgotten?"

"I'm sorry, I did forget, why don't you remind me?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't get me wrong, I know I'm afraid you won't believe it if you say it, but I really can't remember what happened, so if you really have anything to say, please tell me again from the beginning, otherwise I really don't know what it is."

After frowning slightly, staring at me uncertainly for a while, a smile gradually bloomed from Hou Sanping's face.

"Well, since you don't remember anymore, then I'll tell you again, it's still early anyway, and it's not really time yet."

And then it really began, in great detail, from the time he came to this place until I turned around, interspersed with a few little stories about him, trying to fully understand them and not forget them again.

"I see......" After listening to him, I finally knew what was going on, and after thinking for a while, I said softly: "In that case, then let's do as I said this morning, go out, I can forgive you again." ”

Hou Sanping was stunned, a little dazed, and a little ugly looking at me.

After a long moment, he opened his mouth with a gloomy face, ready to speak, but before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by me.

"Well, since you have nothing to say, then I'll say a few words." Looking at him with a calm face, I said seriously: "I remember I said that this place is mine, as long as I don't want to go, no one can let me go." And you're just a wild ghost under the fence, sending me under the fence, and letting you stay in this place is enough to give you face, so I don't understand very much, where did you get the courage to kill me and become the king of this small world? ”

"So can you tell me, where did you get the courage, or who is supporting you, as your backer?"