Chapter Seventy-Two: The Ugly Woman
A woman with a face covered in pus and pimples shuffled past us with heavy steps. She stared blankly ahead, ignoring us.
Anyone who lives in this village will greet their grandfather when they see him. The woman was the only one who didn't respond, and I don't remember anyone in the village.
The woman looked to be in her forties, but her image was so ugly that I didn't want to take a second look.
She was dressed very thinly, out of place for the season. It reminds me of Xu Manyun, who is also out of place, she was also wearing a camisole at the time, and she was not afraid of the cold of winter at all.
It wasn't until after walking far away that my grandfather said, "She died of her husband and came to our village alone and lived in a grass hut at the north end of the village." ”
"Oh, an outsider, too." I frowned.
Every time a stranger appears in front of me, I always feel that they have bad intentions and other plans.
"Last time she set a fire and almost burned herself. If she hadn't found out early and the people of the village had saved her, she wouldn't have survived. Grandpa sighed.
"Isn't her brain bad too?" I asked Grandpa.
Grandpa said, "She has a good brain, she can remember everyone's name in the village, everyone's relationships, and even everyone's doings." ”
I don't understand: "Then why doesn't she want to live because her husband died?" ”
Grandpa nodded, "She always tells others that her husband is the best person in the world for her, and everyone else has bad intentions." Don't look at her ugly now, in fact, before that fire, she was also a beautiful woman. ”
"That face doesn't look like it's burned." I say.
"It wasn't burns, but soon after that, she had puscles and pimples on her face, and no one knew what was going on." Grandpa said smoking a dry cigarette.
I've met three strangers in a row today, and none of them look like people from the Evil Moon Society. If I don't come back, they won't even have anything to do with me.
However, another day passed, and I met two acquaintances. One is Zheng Ming, he and I grew up together Fa Xiao, and his hometown is naturally in the village, because of Xu Manyun's incident, he was temporarily suspended for reflection, so he was able to go home for the New Year; The other is Lu Zixuan, she is actually the niece of Aunt Kong, her mother died, so she came to her aunt's house with her father to celebrate the New Year.
When she saw me, she was overjoyed and said she didn't expect to see me here.
"Our county is so big, and it's not uncommon for this to happen. Come to my house and introduce you to my grandfather. "I warmly invited, and at the same time called Zheng Ming.
Lu Zixuan happily agreed: "Okay, I'm going back to Beijing after the New Year, and it's not bad to enjoy the country life now." ”
Zheng Ming smiled on the side and said, "You don't know, Wu Sanye is a celebrity in our village. Within a radius of dozens of miles, whoever wants to make women's clothes will come to the Wu family. ”
Lu Zixuan said: "I heard my aunt say, aren't your Wu family masters of making clothes for five generations." It is rumored that during the Republic of China, your Wu family also made cheongsams for Mrs. Jiang. ”
"Well, their Wu family's best thing is to make cheongsam." Zheng Ming said.
Lu Zixuan said with a smile: "A few days ago, Wu Lu made me a light cyan cheongsam, which is quite good-looking." ”
I said, "As long as the customer is satisfied, my purpose has been achieved." To be honest, Miss Lu's figure is very suitable for wearing cheongsam. ”
The three of them were talking, and they had already come to our house. Grandpa recognized Zheng Ming and praised Zheng Ming for being a policeman and serving the people.
Zheng Ming smiled bitterly: "I wish I could be like Wu Lu, free and unrestrained." ”