Chapter 212: Eating

Looking at the rag doll on the bed, the more Song Fangfang thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Especially looking at the eyes of the rag doll, it feels like looking at yourself.

"When you go back, you must ask Xu Que well."

made up his mind, picked up his mobile phone, and wanted to call Xu Que.

But after picking up the phone, she was stunned, the phone screen was full of cracks, and it was actually broken.

"Didn't Sister Zhou take my phone before? What the hell is going on? The phone was actually broken by her! ”

Song Fangfang had a very bad feeling, she was afraid that as soon as she opened the door, she would encounter something dirty.

"No, no, I want to be calm."

Song Fangfang clenched the electric baton, thought about it, and dressed herself in sneakers and jeans.

"Xu Que said that if a puppet doll deals with people, as long as you don't scream, there will be no problem, perhaps, because I haven't shouted just now, the puppet doll made by my cousin will quit."

"If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with that."

Song Fangfang was in a calm mood, "But I must go downstairs, if Zhou Xiaohong has a problem, my grandfather will be in danger." ”

Almost without any hesitation, he grabbed the electric baton and opened the door.

Instead of going downstairs immediately, she went to the second-floor storage room, where she remembered that some of the tools her grandfather used were usually placed.

When I entered the house, it was still the same as before.

The tools in the room were all dusty, and it looked like no one had been in for a long time.

After thinking about it, he picked up an iron rod on the ground and shook his head, "It's too long, it's inconvenient." ”

Looking slightly, in addition to the iron rods, there were also iron catalpa, chisels, baseball bats, cutting blades, screwdrivers, and some power tools on the ground.

At this time, a Shida brand, marked with 0.5kg claw hammer came into view.

Picked up the claw hammer and flicked it, bringing up a faint whirlwind.

"The weight is right, easy to carry, powerful, small and exquisite, it's you."

Pinned in his jeans behind him, he slipped on a voluminous shirt and walked down.

When she went downstairs, the door to the room opened slightly, revealing the face of a rag doll.

"Oops, Song Fangfang didn't take me with her when she went downstairs."

Xiao Xue muttered slightly, "It seems that Zhou Xiaohong is very abnormal just now, no matter what, go downstairs first, lest she encounter any trouble, and then Xu Que will blame me......"

………………

"Ahem, ahem...... Fangfang, you're down. ”

Before the people reached the downstairs, the old man's voice came.

"Grandpa." Song Fangfang cautiously went downstairs and came to the hall.

I saw Zhou Xiaohong and the old man sitting on the opposite side of the table, Zhou Xiaohong seemed to have cooked some porridge, and was feeding the porridge to the old man at the moment.

"Miss Song, I cooked some porridge and fried five poached eggs, I don't know if it suits your taste, if you don't like it, I'll prepare some others." Zhou Xiaohong looked at Fangfang while feeding the old man.

"No need."

Song Fangfang frowned and looked at Zhou Xiaohong, originally she thought that Zhou Xiaohong had a problem, but seeing her seriously feeding her grandfather, she really couldn't see anything abnormal about Zhou Xiaohong.

Did I misunderstand her?' ’

Song Fangfang was suspicious.

Then he asked directly: "Sister Zhou, my phone is broken, only you took my phone just now, I don't know what's going on?" ”

"Oh, this matter, I just told the old man that I accidentally broke your phone."

"Yes, Xiaohong just told me that she was also careless and fell to the ground." The old man's hoarse voice sounded, "Fangfang, sit down, eat something with me, we haven't eaten together for a long time." ”

As the old man spoke, he opened his mouth and let Zhou Xiaohong feed him.

The rice entered his mouth, and the old man chewed it slightly, and then swallowed it.

Song Fangfang glanced at the porridge on the table and asked, "Grandpa, do you often eat supper?" ”

"Well, at my age, the doctor advises me to eat less and eat more."

"That's really hard Sister Zhou." Song Fangfang looked at Zhou Xiaohong.

"No thanks, this is what I should do." Zhou Xiaohong smiled.

"Grandpa, did you hear the sound in my room just now?" Song Fangfang asked.

"Well, I heard it, I also asked Zhou Xiaohong to come out to check, but I didn't find anything."

The old man looked at Song Fangfang directly, "What happened just now?" Your room...... Is there something? ”

"Nothing." Song Fangfang decided not to say anything, and then asked, "Grandpa, just now my aunt died, and it was at my cousin's funeral, I don't think you seem to be very sad?" ”

"She's dead? Of course I'm sad, but it's useless to be sad, and you have to be careful. The old man said slowly.

"Should we be careful, too? It seems that the legend in the village is true, but I don't understand, why don't you tell us carefully. ”

"Legends? You also say that this is a legend, and I, as a person, have never believed in this. ”

"But grandpa, you asked my dad and uncle to move out back then, you don't believe this, why did you do that?" Song Fangfang looked at the old man tightly.

At this time, she had a feeling that the grandfather in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is the grandfather's appearance, he is so serene.

What is unfamiliar is the grandfather's tone, his eyes, demeanor, and tone, which are all so unfamiliar.

"Fangfang."

At this time, without waiting for the old man to speak, Zhou Xiaohong took the lead in saying, "The old man is old, and his thoughts on many things are naturally different from before, so don't think about this too much." ”

"Really? That grandpa, I want to ask, after Yang Juan's death, many people died in the village, and even the village chief told me, and then burned all the puppets left by Yang Juan, and her home was also sealed, do you know the specific thing? ”

"I don't know very well, I'm old, and a lot of them have forgotten, Fangfang, can you come over a little? Grandpa hasn't seen you in a long time. ”

Song Fangfang took a deep breath and asked again: "My cousin Song Congming is coming soon, grandpa, he quarreled with you and left the house back then, and when he comes back this time, I hope you don't quarrel, he has learned to be obedient now." ”

"Song Cong, I know." The old man bowed his head slightly and drank the porridge handed by Zhou Xiaohong.

"Fangfang, come here, I want to talk to you about something."

"No need, grandpa, I'm a little tired."

"Come eat with me, I haven't seen you for so many years, I want to take a good look at you, my ...... Good granddaughter. ”

Song Fangfang was about to refuse, at this time Zhou Xiaohong said: "Miss, come over and accompany the old man to eat, two people died in a row in the family, the old man was actually very uncomfortable in his heart, when he was a child, his favorite child was you." ”

Song Fangfang thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "Okay." "If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "My Horror Ghost Building", follow "Hot Network or rd444" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books with more book friends