Chapter 201 Songjia Village Secrets

"Crazy, you said that she married to your Songjia Village, and she is also a ventriloquist performer, which means that she should be normal, how could she become crazy?"

Xu Que asked puzzled.

"I don't know the specifics, I heard my cousin say, her name is Yang Juan, she is very beautiful, and because she is very good at ventriloquist performances, her performance audience will be a lot, but then I don't know what happened, she went crazy, and then I don't know what happened, I just remember that when I was a child, my father would always say be careful Yang Juan came to arrest you, or that the puppet doll came to arrest me."

Song Fangfang recalled, "Maybe, this is the ghost story circulating in our village, in short, I am so old, now I feel panicked when I hear this story." ”

"Yang Juan."

Xu Que muttered, "By the way, you can call your father and ask carefully." ”

"I talked to my dad on the phone last night, and asked his cousin's fiancé how he investigated this matter, and he couldn't say, that is, in the investigation, and the main thing is that there are very few people in the village now, and this matter is difficult to investigate, he said, anyway, when his cousin's funeral is over, he said that he will go back first."

"Well, I'll take a look then."

Subsequently, Xu Que asked Song Fangfang for a posthumous photo of her cousin after her death.

This is a girl with a very delicate face, and after talking, she learned that her cousin's fiancé is named Chen Jianming.

After that, Wang Cong dozed off in the car, and when he woke up, he found that he had left the city.

It is surrounded by endless mountains, not to mention villages, and I am afraid that even ordinary mountain village houses are not seen much.

There was not a single vehicle on either side of the road, and they were the only ones driving slowly along the long stretch of road.

Eventually, the car drove to a small town in the countryside, and the number of people began to grow here.

Walk through the town and soon see a bridge.

Xu Que took a look, and there was a huge plaque hanging on the bridge, which said that Songjia Village welcomes you.

Turning the corner, driving onto the bridge, the vehicle quickly reached a dirt road.

"Xu Que, look, we're remote enough here, right?" Seeing that Xu Que had woken up, Song Fangfang spoke.

"Now that many villages have made cement roads, why are you still the same here?"

Xu Que said while looking at his surroundings.

This is a typical mountain village in Wenzhou, surrounded by mountains as far as the eye can see.

There are quite a few residents here, but most of the houses are dilapidated and uninhabited for years.

Of course, there are still many residents who look very new and even luxurious.

"We here, although many people don't live here, but as long as there are elderly people in the family, the children will build a good house for them, and sometimes during the Chinese New Year, the children will also go home for the New Year."

Song Fangfang said as the car turned again.

When passing by a red villa, Xu Que found that a funeral was being held there, and the door was full of vehicles.

She pointed to the building, "This is my cousin's house, my cousin's body was just transported back two days ago, and recently relatives and friends have come home to handle her funeral." ”

After speaking, Song Fangfang's eyes were lonely, "Hey, my cousin was killed when she was so young." ”

"Did you find out who sent the puppet doll to the courier?" Xu Que asked.

"No, I heard my cousin's fiancé Chen Jianming say that he went to the courier company, but the courier was anonymous at that time."

"Anonymous? So, there's a problem. After thinking about it, Xu Que said, "That puppet doll is there with Chen Jianming, right?" I'll look at things later. ”

"Okay."

As he spoke, the vehicle turned another corner into a narrower lane.

At the edge of the trail is a large mountain, which is lush and overgrown with trees and grass.

However, most of these trees are not large, and some of the grasses are taller and more miscellaneous than the trees.

Actually, this is the so-called barren mountain.

According to Song Fangfang, on these mountains, under many weeds, there may be a grave, because in the past, people died in the village, and they were basically buried in the mountains.

That is, in the past two years, the policy has been good, cremation has been implemented, and the tombstones of the deceased have been unified together, so there have been fewer new graves in the past two years.

After driving forward for three minutes, I saw an atmospheric villa. There are several vehicles of different models parked at the entrance of the villa, and at first glance they are large families.

The car turned in, and after a while, it stopped at the door.

The two got out of the car, Song Fangfang pointed to the house and introduced: "This is my home, when you meet my father, you will say my friend, come over...... Take a look. ”

"Just take a look? That's not a good reason, right? ”

"It's nothing, by the way, my grandfather is also at home, remember to say hello when you meet later."

"Yes."

As soon as Xu Que finished speaking, he saw a woman who looked to be only in her thirties walk out.

She wore a black dress with a floral apron over it, and her jet-black hair was coiled together.

"Fangfang is back, let's go in, your dad and your uncles went to your cousin's house to help with the funeral."

The woman smiled and glanced at Xu Que, "Hello, are you Fangfang's boyfriend?" I am the nanny hired by Mr. Song Jianlin, Zhou Xiaohong, and I am responsible for taking care of his father, Mr. Song. ”

"Oh, Miss Song and I are ordinary friends, my name is Xu Que. This time, I heard that you have a good environment here, so I came to sketch, well, sketching, painting. Xu Que casually made an excuse.

"Oh, I see, please come in." The woman returned, and continued as she walked: "Fangfang, you haven't seen your grandfather for more than half a year, I told him about your return, and he must be very happy to see you." ”

Entering the villa, Xu Que felt the luxury of a rich family.

Even though this is a rural area, both the floor and the walls are made of marble.

Song Fangfang and Xu Que walked behind and said softly: "My grandfather got sick a few years ago and his legs were paralyzed, and now he has been walking in a wheelchair, and Sister Zhou Xiaohong is also a local, and she started to take care of my grandfather three years ago." ”

"Well, why didn't your grandfather go to Huhai City to live with you?" Xu Que was strange.

"At that time, my father also persuaded him, but he said that he was old and didn't like to live outside, so he stayed here, but fortunately, Sister Zhou Xiaohong took good care of her, and my grandfather has been in good health for so many years."

The two talked in a low voice, and finally reached the hall.

The floor of the hall is paved with white tiles, and the whole room is shiny.

At the window, an elderly man in a black suit sat in a wheelchair and looked over with cloudy eyes.

Zhou Xiaohong walked over, leaned on the wheelchair and whispered: "Mr. Song, your granddaughter Song Fangfang is back, and the one next to her is her good friend, Xu Que." ”

looked at Song Fangfang's grandfather, probably because of his age, he had a lot of elderly spots on his face.

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