"Cotton tears?" Grandpa almost threw away the cigarette pouch and pot in his hand, and clutched the small brocade box tightly, lest it disappear into thin air.

"What's your name?" Grandpa skipped the woman and asked the boy behind him.

"Chen Yixiao" is still a shrill voice, which makes people uncomfortable to listen to.

"Under the Wende Bridge, who are Chen Yuefan, the mother-in-law of the Chen family?" Grandpa's eyes were straight with blue light.

"That's my grandmother." The boy may have been frightened by my grandfather's unusual expression, and his voice was not only thin but also crying.

In silence, the grandfather examined the boy from top to bottom over and over again, over and over again, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The old man who is already in a state of semi-madness, not to mention the mother and son, even I am scared enough.

It shouldn't be that he was taken on by Wu Lao Er, right? But I didn't see Wu Lao Er just now.

After the old man had laughed nervously enough, he turned to me again, "Stinky boy, how many days do you have your birthday?" ”

"Three, three days, what's the matter, old man, is it possible to buy me a cake this year?" As I said this, my grandfather stared at my crotch, and that look was tsk...... It gives me an indescribable sense of panic.

"Wrong, wrong, haha... That's right, that's right, hahahaha. God is not thin on my old Wu family, in vain my ancestors for more than 20 generations of souls, full of yin virtue. Stinky boy, you can steal the fun. After saying that, a pair of inverted triangular eyes stared at the stupid boy who had been stunned, and laughed heartily.

"Go, and lead you...... The baby went out to play. So saying, the old man stuffed me with a few pieces of candy like a child, took me and the silly boy's hand together, and pushed me out of the house in a few strokes.

Before I could see what was going on, the stupid boy was not happy and pulled his hand out, as if he was afraid that I would drop it. "Cut, I'm not willing to touch you." The two big men held hands, and I felt sick when I thought about it.

Turning to look at the closed door, I couldn't help but worry about the woman inside. This old man... You can't do anything out of the ordinary, right?

I just wanted to lie on the crack of the door and listen to the root of the wall, when I heard a lion's roar inside, "Dare to listen to the root of the wall, I will recruit Wu Lao Er to accompany you at night." ”

It's Wu Lao Er again, and I hurriedly walked away for a while. When they passed by the stupid boy, they took him away too.

"Hey, your house is from Wende Bridge?" Wende Bridge, I know, it's in NJ City, how did people from big cities come to our town?

The little cub ignored me, but I couldn't sit idle. "Hey, tell me honestly, did you really see Wu Lao Er that day? It's the ghost in my shop. ”

The boy finally looked up at me, tried to say something, and lowered his head again with a red face.

Hey, I'll it, you said that this is also a young man who is half the size of a young man, why do you look so thin. It stands to reason that this is a new society, shouldn't it be malnourished?

Could it be because of the sequelae of being able to see ghosts? My grandfather can also see hell, he is also thin and like a bean sprout.

After the calf, I can also see Wu Lao Er, is it possible that it will be this virtue in the future? It's like this, and I can't even knock down a big girl when the time comes.

Just as my mind was floating outside the five elements, my grandfather roared, "Stinky boy, come in." ”

"What's the matter." Actually, it's a little bit too much, but I can't, I'm a straight man. Bah, babaa, I left the boy who I was looking at and lowered his head to the ground, and ran into the paper shop.

Grandpa saw that it was only me, glared at me and fiercely said, "Bear thing, what are you going to do with that child?" ”

When I heard this, I patted my head, quickly turned around and dragged the "child" in again.

"From the morning of your birthday, you sent half a bowl of blood to this child every day for 24 days." Grandpa threw out a worn-out wooden bowl, which was not much better than what he used to ask for food. Then he smoked a dry tobacco pouch again, making the room smell choking.

"Oh, that's it?"

"That's it." The old man looked at me with a sinister smile on his face, indescribably sinister and cunning. The mother and son next door left first, leaving me and Lao Er looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

I don't know what he thinks, anyway, the more I look at it, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, and after smacking for a while, I finally know what's wrong.

"Master, what kind of blood to send? Big rooster little black dog or male donkey's? 24 days, that's a lot of money to buy. I glanced at the pile of money that was placed in front of him, and wondered how much I could share. A few days ago, Sangouzi fiddled with his latest Apple mobile phone at me, and I told him that apples are not rare, bananas are rare, but in fact, I am also thinking about itchy.

The old man still smiled shyly, "Hey, hey, no money, ready-made."

"No money? Dare me steal it? This can't be done, but we're also a decent gentleman, aren't we? "Actually, it's not impossible, if I can steal it, it will save money, so I will use the money I have to buy an apple for use.

"No need to steal, ready-made." The old man was still staring at me, seeing that my scalp was numb.

And ready-made, where are so many ready-made things?

Seeing that I didn't understand what he meant, the old man snorted at me with his pointed chin, "Ready-made, just you." ”

Just me? What does it mean? I still pretended to be at a loss, but a bad feeling welled up in my heart.

"Just put a little bit from the tip of your finger, two hands in turn, don't be stupid and hold on to one finger." The old man got up and slowly collected the money, put it in his little box, and locked it again.

What? Let my blood go, is this my fucking grandfather?

"No, sir, are you kidding?" 24 days, half a bowl of blood every day, this has to kill people. Besides, don't look unreliable this old man, he usually treats me very preciously, even if he breaks a little skin on his fingers, he is scared to death. As far as the mosquito bites, he has to bandage them with three layers of gauze and three layers outside.

"I've been raising you for 24 years, so it's easy to be of some use, isn't that happy?" Grandpa was disdainful of me again. But he didn't let me look for a job, and my 24-year-old young man is still useless, isn't it all thanks to him?

But before I could continue to argue, the old man took a sip of wine, fell into bed and began to play dead. After more than ten seconds of effort, the snoring shook the sky.

I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, alas, accept my fate, half a bowl of blood a day is like that for the little ancestor next door. I really admired that kid, so I drank my bright red human blood in that broken wooden bowl, and I didn't feel too bad.

"Master, can we change the place? All ten of my fingers are getting pricked. "Bleeding from the tip of your finger can release a little bit at a time. If you want to save half a bowl of blood, you have to put all ten fingers away.

"Nonsense, why should I bother to do it somewhere else? Bleeding from the tips of the fingers is because it is the blood of the heart, as the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, which is what it means. The old man prick my finger seriously, but it wasn't his hand anyway, and he squeezed it again after piercing, completely ignoring my bared teeth.

But I also thought about it. Fortunately, I can release the blood from my fingertips, otherwise, I wouldn't have stabbed me 24 times in the heart?

The old man said that he wanted to add nutrition to me, but it turned out that millet and eggs raised me into an old lady in confinement. After several protests, the number of nutritious meals increased from one egg a day to two a day.

On the 24th day, I started shaking when I walked. But the little rabbit cub next door was fed half a bowl of blood by me that day, and he didn't feel malnourished anymore. I knew that my blood had such a great effect, so I might as well keep it for my own use.

"Master, why am I so dizzy, lying on the bed, I feel that the little wheel under the legs of this bed is spinning." I thought to myself, fortunately, it was only 24 days, otherwise, I would have to be smoked by that little rabbit cub.

In a daze, I seemed to see a person, a very beautiful ancient woman, wearing a thin gauze skirt and beckoning to me. I tried to reach out and touch her, but I found an old face crisscrossing her. Khan, isn't he a beauty? When did you become my grandfather's old man? It's over, and I'm hallucinating.

"If you're dizzy, just sleep well, and when you wake up, you'll be fine......," the old man said in a rare and kind way, which was completely inconsistent with his usual style of speech. Perhaps, he also thinks that this time in order to save money on buying chickens and black dogs, he owes me too much to be like this, right?

My head became more and more dizzy, and after a whirlwind, I seemed to be hugging the beautiful woman......