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"Lots of blood? Go to the blood station in the county to donate blood, and contribute to the strength of the people! Yoko taunted him, his feet standing in the water, his face covered in sweat.

"Cut, why don't you go?"

"I'm not going, I'm bleeding!"

"What a far-fetched reason!"

Sitting on the river beach, feeling bored, she got up and ran to some of the children to watch them hide and see.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the wind on the river beach was blowing stronger and stronger. Under the firmament, the sky is full of stars.

In the sky, the most striking thing is the Big Dipper, which hangs like a spoon and shines in the air.

Wading through the river at his shallow feet, looking up at the starry sky. She suddenly felt a hot current in her back, as if a bug was jumping in her blood.

She reached out and scratched until her hands were covered in blood.

Then, she squatted on the beach with her head down, her hair covering her fair face, and her expression was dejected.

She knew that this disease had haunted her like a ghost, and she would be completely carried into a nightmare by this disease.

She was in a very sad mood, letting the water under her feet slowly slide by, her hand hanging in the water, and the blood trailing through the river and into the distance.

The nightmare gripped her tightly like an invisible black hand, her expression dazed and depressed.

"What's wrong, shallow?" Zhang Bing walked over alone and asked her in surprise.

"It's nothing, it's just uncomfortable."

"Then let's go home!"

"Hmm!"

In the distance, Yoko stood on the river, tall and emotional.

When Shallow walked over, he didn't notice anything unusual.

He said as he walked: "Qianqian, I told a good thing, my uncle will come back the day after tomorrow, and he said that he will take a few of us to Mohe when he comes back."

"Do you want to take me with you?" Zhang Bing asked.

"Of course, it's my buddy, who don't you bring?"

"Enough friends!"

"Hey, shallow, go home and prepare, bring a few changes of clothes, and don't delay when you leave."

"Hmm!" Shallow thoughts wander away, and they are not on the line.

She followed the two of them in a trance, not knowing how she got home.

After Zhang Bing sent Qianqian home, he said to Yoko: "I found that no, there is something wrong with Qianqian."

"Thinking too much, huh?"

"I don't know, I always feel like she's different from usual."

"Nervous, let's go, hurry up and go home and sleep, I'm tired to death."

The two men were talking and laughing with miner's lamps, and slowly disappeared into the night.

As they passed by a family home, an old woman with white hair came out of nowhere. She listened under a large tree, then tilted her head and squinted at the two of them.

Yoko looked at her gaze and was shocked

, is this a person or a ghost, why is the expression so terrible?

He couldn't help but grab Zhang Bing's arm, and looked back again, the old woman was still staring at them with straight eyes, and the corners of her mouth smiled coldly.

Zhang Bing hurriedly turned his head, wiped his forehead and said, "Hell, is she a human or a ghost!"

"I don't know! Look at how she looks like a human! Yoko said, looked at the watch on her arm, and shouted in dismay: "12 o'clock, 12 o'clock in the morning, what the hell is she a human or a ghost, don't go out at 12 o'clock in the future."

"Seeing that she is a person, why is she smiling so weirdly? said that she was going to go by herself, but she didn't leave, and she still smiled at us in place! ”

"Don't say it, it doesn't matter if she's a human or a ghost, hurry up and go home!"

The two of them clutched each other's hands, and lightning seemed to run towards home.

"Has the old woman seen it?"

"I'm not impressed!"

"I'm not coming out tomorrow night."

"Isn't Uncle Traceyue coming back? What are you doing here? It's not bad to accompany Uncle Zhenyue at home, and listen to him talk about the Arabian Nights. ”

"Yes, as soon as my uncle comes back, he is full of nonsense, I don't know, there are more people who like to listen to him. Anyway, everyone is idle, and no one debates the truth or falsehood of what he says. ”

The two of them deliberately avoided the topic, forgetting the panic just now.

This night, Yoko stayed at Zhang Bing's house again.

Zhang Bing's home is simply furnished, with two beds and a kitchen in the first room on the south side.

His younger brother slept with his parents in the big house in the middle, and he slept alone in the northernmost room.

The two of them drove all the way back home along the factory with miner's lamp, and Zhang Bing's parents and younger brother had already slept.

The two of them put the Zhizhi in their hands into the kitchen, then washed it and went to sleep.

After returning home, she has been nesting in the hall to watch TV, Zhang Shanxian is a night owl, she has to see the early morning every night. Shallow was in a bad mood, so he simply accompanied his grandmother to watch TV.

She asked her grandmother as she watched, "Mother, do you know the trace moon?"

"Trace Moon? She's a distant cousin, what's wrong? ”

"Why do we have so many relatives?"

"We are a big family here, and if we go out and meet someone, we can all have something to do with us, all of them are donkey tails hanging sticks, distant relatives."

"Is Uncle Traceyue reliable?"

"He is an honest man, he has not been married yet, and he has been trying to survive in the northeast of Xinjiang for many years."

"Since we are relatives, why do you ignore him when Yoko comes today?"

"Who? Said that the kid who came this morning was Yoko? ”

"Hmm!"

"I can't recognize it when I'm old, so I think it's a hairy boy? If you say that, you have to ask people to call your cousin! ”

"Oh!"

Listen shallowly

and no more.

Zhang Shanxian likes to eat peanuts when he is idle, and he doesn't have much effort, and the table is full of peanut skin.

Shallow felt bored, so he simply picked up Xiaobai next to him, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.

"Shallow, I want to sleep in the house." Zhang Shanxian chewed peanuts in his mouth and persuaded her lovingly.

"No, I want to spend some time with my grandmother."

"Okay then, grandma doesn't sleep, stay with me."

"Hmm!"

Xiaobai is a docile kitten, it lies on its stomach and does not move.

It is a well-behaved cat, except for the little white rabbit running in the yard during the day, the rest of the time is to lie on the shade net and sleep.

Sometimes, standing in the yard shallowly, looking at the little white on the sunshade net, I am particularly envious, envying its leisurely days.

Don't think about anything, don't do anything.

Eat when you're hungry and sleep when you're tired.

"Grandma, is Xiaobai catching mice?"

"If you don't catch it, the cats now don't know what a mouse is!"

"Xiaobai is different from Zhang Mi, Zhang Mi likes to sleep in front of her grandfather's pillow, Xiaobai seems to be very distant from everyone."

"Yes, Zhang Mi is a cat who understands human nature, it knows how to be with people and likes to snuggle people."

"Hey, by the way, why is Zhang Mi's little tomb plate missing?"

"I guess it was washed away by the wind and rain!"

"I said I didn't see its little wooden sign in the backyard yesterday!"

"Sleep, kid, it's not early!" Zhang Shanxian sorted out the peanut skin on the table, with a hint of tiredness on his face.

"Hmm!"

This night, Qianqian and her grandmother chatted until more than one o'clock in the morning.

(End of chapter)