It was like a basin of cold water poured on my head, instantly extinguishing the thoughts in my heart. www.biquge.info Although the sound of Yonghui's breathing made my heart thump and even my elastic body throbbed, the sudden fear still made my charm disappear. At this time, although he didn't jump up at once, he immediately turned over and showed his head to look out.

I think that during the Anti-Japanese War, there was a sudden danger in a peaceful life, and that posture must have been nothing more than that. But at this time we didn't mean to joke at all, but like two frightened birds. Especially at this time, Yonghui was like a child, although she continued to hide in the bed, but she was close to my back. We didn't sit up either, but looked out through the mosquito net with our eyes exposed.

In fact, it was still pitch black outside, and there was still the sound of the whirring north wind, and it was not the faint sound of firecrackers. But when we came to listen, the cry seemed to disappear again.

We didn't relax our nerves at all, but we were more nervous than we had just been, and it was as if we were feeling like something terrible was going to jump out of our surroundings at any moment. After making sure there was no sound and that we had stiffened for a full minute, I supported myself on my elbows and tried to get myself up a little bit. I didn't expect Yonghui to pull me tightly and not let me move.

At this time, I didn't insist, but followed her wishes. When I looked at her, she actually shook her head at me, and I was very frightened to see the posture. I don't know what she was thinking, her body kept trembling slightly, maybe the cry that appeared suddenly just now really scared her when she just woke up.

Seeing that there really didn't seem to be any movement outside, I still allowed myself to get up a little bit, at least my whole head exposed. It's not true to say that I'm not afraid, but because it's the New Year, someone hung a big red lantern at the entrance of the hall, and there was an everlasting lantern in the lantern. The light coming from the door of the hall was reflected right next to the window of my wing.

Because my wing room is the first room on the left side of the Hongzheng Hall, the movement in the hall and the reaction at the door of the hall are the clearest and most obvious to me. When I looked out, there was this ever-bright light outside the window, and the sky outside knew it was late at night, but it seemed to us a hazy red.

During the New Year, red lanterns are hung at the gate, although it is not known when this custom was handed down, but from Chinese New Year's Eve to the fifteenth, the lanterns at the entrance of the hall will not be extinguished. The lantern inside the lantern here in Hongzheng Hall is relatively large, and it contains more oil. This is because I am afraid of frequent oil change trouble, and secondly, the conditions are limited at this time, and we have no other way to do it.

Because they are often well prepared, even if the lights are turned on all night at night, there will be a lot of lamp oil left during the day. As far as I know, according to the rules of these years, the rule on the side of the old house of Hongzheng Hall is that every year the lamp at the door of the hall will be provided by the family who lives here, and then everyone takes turns to light the lamp every year.

I remember that this year's ever-bright lantern in the old house should be in charge of Mr. Dafeng's family, whether it is Mr. Dafeng or his younger brother Tang Dianfeng. However, some time ago, Tang Dianfeng had an accident at home, not to mention that he was in the mood to light the lamp, but he was afraid that he would not even live in peace this year. A few days ago, Hui Jiang also mentioned to me that he didn't have time to help his mother rub the wick.

So this year's lamp must be in charge of Mr. Dafeng, because everyone is still very economical at this time, so they will generally put some effort into the wick. As for what Dafeng Wanniang did, I naturally don't know. But I didn't expect that although I usually thought that the lantern was not too bright, but at this time it was also the dead of night, and I didn't expect this lantern to be extraordinarily obvious.

Because of the lanterns outside the window, it usually looks red and gratifying. The people in the village can see it from afar, which means that there is still a bloodline in this house, which is what everyone is happy to see. The old man was very cautious about this matter, and he reached a consensus in private, and he could not take this matter lightly. I hadn't paid so much attention to the Chinese New Year before, but tonight I saw it, and I didn't expect it to be so weird.

Normally, from the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the red lanterns must be lit until the early morning after the night of the Lantern Festival. No matter which house is in charge of the old house, and no matter when you add oil, you can't let the ever-bright lights go out during the day anyway. Because in the past two years, everyone's life has gradually improved, and they can basically eat enough. So everyone also paid more attention to this custom, after all, in the era when food and clothing could not be solved, who would care about these things.

Originally, according to my father's generation, electricity was also used in the courtyard of the old house, and the ever-bright lamp at the entrance of the hall should be replaced by electric light during the Chinese New Year. After all, the effect of electric lighting at this time is too different from that of traditional oil lamps.

But it seems that my father's generation is not the best in the village when he speaks, even if some people already have a lot of power, when there is really something, everyone still needs to discuss and agree. Because after hearing this proposal at that time, some old people said unhurriedly that the generator in the village was also unstable, and although the power supply was every day during the first month, it might stop at some point.

They also said that there are fewer people living in the compound now, and many people have moved out over the years, and everyone has different ideas, and these people who stay in the compound also have their own ideas, so they naturally don't want these expenses to be paid by their own families. My father and a few other people in charge saw that because of everyone's affairs, they couldn't be rich enough to be carried down by one family, so in the end they still didn't do it, and the door was still a red lantern lit by an oil lamp.

When I heard them talk about it, I didn't say it, but I had a vague feeling that this last point was the point. Either way, the ever-bright light at the entrance of the hall is the point. The ever-bright lamp that usually feels the warmth of joy is faintly scary in the eyes of Yonghui and me at this time. Because through the dense mosquito net, seeing the visible situation outside, it was like a sea of blood reflected outside the window.

Of course, I also know that this is really just a delusion. However, because of the sudden crying outside, both of us felt chills and a little infiltrated when we saw the outside.

This time I knew I heard correctly, because Yonghui also heard it. I felt Yonghui tremble slightly against me, and I knew she was shaking. I was scared in my heart, but at this moment, a sense of courage suddenly rose, and I couldn't help but stretch out my arms and look back sideways and hug her. This is also an instinctive reaction, what I didn't expect was that Yonghui was actually very cooperative and snuggled up to me, and said in a low trembling voice: "Xiao, Xiaohe!" Outside, outside, it seems that someone is really crying ,,,,,,! ”

Listening to Yonghui, whose voice trembled a little, at this time I not only felt the warmth in my chest, but also couldn't help but be proud. Although there was no air of domineering, and even she seemed to understand that what I said was a little late, she obviously heard the cry, which naturally made me feel a little faintly happy in my heart. After all, I always thought that I was the only one who heard it, but what I didn't expect was that Yonghui finally heard it.

At this time, no matter what the situation is outside, at least I am not alone in it.

"There was a cry, and I don't know who it was, I heard it when you were asleep! It doesn't seem to be a person yet! I was still almost dumbfounded, leaning into Yonghui's ear, as if I was afraid of alarming something. In fact, I also know that if it is really a bad thing, the rune paper at the door will definitely play a role. Xiang Sanye said that day, Yan Chixia is a master of ghost hunting in Liaozhai, and this rune paper lonely soul and wild ghost is the most afraid.

Of course, what I didn't say was that what I was most afraid of was that there was no lonely ghost outside at all, but someone who was stimulated by something and howled outside during the New Year. The reason why I think this is because of the strange things that happened to me two days ago. When I accompanied Shuyuan to the thatched house that day, I dared to conclude that I was not mistaken, the figure that flashed by should definitely be the figure of a person.

Who will cry in the old house for the New Year?

I shuddered, and the first thing that came to my mind was naturally Tang Dianfeng's two in-laws, because of the death of their children, it is said that Tang Dianfeng suffered a huge blow. As for Xiang Qianfei's situation, I have never revealed it to others, but she has been with me for several days in the Orchid Bay Villa. Although it seemed normal when I was picked up later, when I saw Uncle Luo's expression, I knew that Xiang Qianfei's situation was not as optimistic as it appeared on the surface.

However, I quickly overturned my thoughts, because whether it was Huijiang or I heard about it, they all said that Tang Dianfeng's situation was not very good, and he was taken over there by Xiang Qianfei's mother's family. Not to mention whether people will let them come back, just because of such a cold and freezing weather, it is impossible for them to sneak back to Hongzheng Hall at night and hide in the hall and behind the front house and cry.

So who will be this person who cries in the middle of the night?

No one in Hongzheng Hall has been greatly wronged over the years, and only Xiaohua and Dahua's father have recently died. Who's doing this kind of thing here? If I was the only one who heard it, maybe I would guess that it was really that kind of dirty thing, and now that Yonghui heard it, then it must be something else. I suddenly trembled in my heart, I remember that Hui Jiang told me one thing, he said that the door of his uncle's house seems to have been moved, could someone have entered Tang Dianfeng's house?

I was frightened by this idea that suddenly came out of my mind, not to mention the desertion of the backyard now, it is because of the death of Tang Dianfeng's child, which is now taboo for many people, who will sneak into his house with nothing to do?

"Sister Xiaohui, why don't we get up and see, what's going on outside? Will there be someone in the old house who has something to do for the New Year, otherwise how can there be more people crying in the middle of the night, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it doesn't seem to be peaceful! When I said these words, I seemed to be taken aback by these thoughts, and I really didn't know how I could suddenly have these thoughts. (To be continued.) )