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Jiang Meiyue said: "Okay, wow, wow, what you said is right, you also said a few days about the last Zhou Shi, and next time you go to Shi Tiexin and bring me with you." ”

"That's a good feeling."

I put Yu Ruyi away: "No need to go back next time, you can go with me tomorrow." ”

Jiang Meiyue was quite happy: "Where to go?" ”

Longevity Village.

In the toilet just now, Zhao Grasshopper said that the two Wang Ba that Shi Tiexin ate were originally salvaged from Changshou Village, Shangshui Town. Shi Tiexin's father originally wanted to raise it under the pond for a while and then eat it himself.

Who knew that he hadn't eaten Wang Ba yet, but he burped first.

The enemy chopped up his body and threw it into the pond, and just let the two kings eat it.

So you should go to Changshou Village and ask Wang Ba where he got it.

Early the next morning, Jiang Pingchuan got in the car and took me and Jiang Meiyue to Shangshui Town, where Changshou Village was in the innermost part of the town, near the foot of the mountain.

Listening to the people in the town, it is also considered to be beautiful and livable for the elderly.

When Jiang Meiyue heard that there was still some way to go, she shouted to have breakfast in the town and then go.

It just so happened that there was a breakfast shop with a blue cloth flag not far from the car, and an old lady was rubbing sesame balls and pinching xiaolongbao at the door of the store, and she was busy.

Jiang Meiyue called for soy milk and drank fritters.

After a while, the fritters in the bamboo basket were served, and I took one to Jiang Pingchuan, but he didn't eat it, and he reluctantly took it knowing that I kicked him.

Soy milk will have to wait a while.

Jiang Meiyue said: "Brother, don't stop eating." I didn't eat when I came out in the morning, and I arrived at Changshou Village for a while, and you couldn't eat anything if it wasn't palatable. Anyway, Shang Lu and I brought it in the countryside, so it doesn't matter if you eat. You're going to starve to death, I'm going to be distressed. ”

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Can you speak?

Jiang Pingchuan had a black line on his face, but he still picked up the fritters and took a bite.

Two blue and white sea bowls containing milk-white soy milk were brought to the table, and the old lady wiped her hands with an apron: "How many of you young people are going to Changshou Village?" Did you go to the funeral or did you just come back from something at home? ”

"No, it's not."

I gave two blue and white sea bowls to Jiang Meiyue and Jiang Pingchuan, and when I heard this, some monks were puzzled: "We are tourists, going to Changshou Village to play." ”

When the old lady heard this, her expression was a little abnormal: "Don't go, Changshou Village is dead, it's unlucky." ”

"What's unlucky?"

Jiang Meiyue raised her head and asked, "I heard that Changshou Village, as its name suggests, is a well-known Baishou Village, where many people are hundreds of years old, and even the families of the fifth generation have also appeared on TV." ”

"Isn't it?"

The old lady's voice was low: "In the past, there were many five generations in the same house, and now the dead are also the families of these five generations in the same house." ”

We were more curious: "What's going on?" ”

"Nothing!"

The old lady looked left and right, and seemed inconvenient to say: "I heard that those people who originally lived a long life of 100 years were sick, so they died." The disease is still contagious, and every village has been infected, and few are good. Don't tell the outside world, just leave quietly. We're here to deal with this. ”

As soon as I heard it, I was still pressed by an infectious disease, which means that this disease is intractable, could it be an evil disease?

After breakfast, Jiang Pingchuan paid to leave, and the old lady pulled his sleeve: "Young man, what I told you is for your good." Don't just say yes and go secretly. ”

How so?

Of course we don't go secretly, we go openly.

got in the car, Jiang Pingchuan stepped on the accelerator, and the car went straight to the highway to Changshou Village. The angry old lady stamped her feet in the back and said why didn't these young people listen to persuasion!

The car ran all the way and soon came to the country road to Changshou Village.

After driving in for a while, Jiang Meiyue looked out the window and was stunned, and kept pulling my sleeves in fright: "Shang Lu, are we in Changshou Village or Short-lived Village?" ”

If nothing else, just the scenery outside the car window along the way.

There were new graves everywhere, and there were many wreaths piled on them, and the silver tin foil on the new wreaths was illuminated by the sunlight that had just come out, and the silver light was still flickering and flickering.

People in the countryside are buried in the morning, before the sun comes out at five or six o'clock.

Now it is time to burn paper money and paper houses, firecrackers are set off everywhere, and puffs of green smoke float everywhere with a choking smell, Jiang Meiyue hurriedly closed the car window.

Those people were all dressed in linen and filial piety and stood in front of the grave, looking white flowers from a distance.

After a while, the entrance of Changshou Village arrived.

There is a yellow-horned tree, more than 100 years old, the branches are towering, the crown is grandly opened, just shrouded in a clearing under the tree, there is a tablet under the tree, engraved with the three words of longevity village.

There is also a small tiled house under the tree, and the windows are opened, and there are cigarettes and alcohol in it, which is a commissary.

A three-year-old child was squatting at the door, wearing open crotch pants and playing with pee and mud. A girl's cry suddenly came from inside the commissary: "Woo woo, Zuzu is dying!" Zuzu is dying! ”

In our place, Zuzu is the name of grandpa and grandma.

A big-eared scraper sounded a "pop", and at the same time, a woman's tweeter-like voice sounded: "What are you screaming?" Why don't you call your grandfather and dad back and carry this old thing out. ”

The little girl ran out while crying, and happened to bump into two men, one old and one young, wearing white filial piety clothes.

The old one looked at it, pulled her over, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, why are you crying?" Did your mom beat you again? Yaozong, go back and talk about the baby's mother, no matter how bad her temper is, she can't beat the child every day! ”

The little crying became even more fierce: "No, woo woo, it's Zuzu who is also sick, and he is going to die." ”

"What, my dad?"

When the old man heard this, he hurried to the commissary.

This old man is a little grandfather, and that little ancestor is the old man's father.

Xiaoxiao was led by her father and ran straight back.

Jiang Meiyue urged me to enter the village.

I said I was not in a hurry, after all, I had to find someone to inquire when I entered the village. Xiaoxiao just said that it also proves that the old man in their family also has the infectious disease that the old lady who sells soy milk said, let's see what the situation is.

As he spoke, an old man with a white beard and white hair had been carried out by his little grandfather and father in a cool bed.

The white-bearded old man is a small lump, but he has goosebumps, how can he be ninety years old.

He curled up on his back, like a puppy, his limbs twitching and twitching, his face burned red as if he had been smeared with chili sauce, but the skin on his hands was white.

The whites of his eyes were rolling, and he spat out some blood bubbles from time to time.

The two men put the cool bed on the ground, and the woman who was scolding just now also came out, carrying a milk doll on her back, and holding one in her left and right hands.

It seems that he is a master who wants to have a boy and gives birth to a bunch of girls.

She is mean-looking, with two mouths that look like knives, and some upper three white eyes. This kind of physiognomy likes to hurt others the most.

Sure enough, as soon as she came out, she rolled her eyes at the white-haired old man on the ground, with a look of disgust: "It's just one that dies and another one wants to die, it's good to die!" Dead pure. ”

Little dad glared at her.

The little grandfather cried very sadly: "My grandfather died a few days ago, and I buried my grandfather today." Who knew that my father was infected with this symptom again, and our longevity village became a short-lived village in a month. ”

"Huh?"

I looked at the face of the white-haired old man on the ground, and wondered a little, what kind of strange thing could not be described.......