"Hey. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . Huifang didn't think much about it, put on a padded jacket and shoes, and walked outside the house.

"Huifang, I'll go with you!" Ma Chengfeng also followed.

In the courtyard of the Wang family, because the daughter-in-law had just died, there were no lanterns, and the couplets were not pasted, and the courtyard was angry.

As soon as the two knocked on the 'door', Youhui and his mother pushed open the 'door'. The old lady was 'very' enthusiastic, and hurriedly invited the two children into the house to sit, and took out fruits, melon seeds, and 'flowers' for them to eat.

In the house, Wang Youhui was sitting on the kang and drinking with his father. When he saw them coming, he asked them to take off their shoes and drink two cups on the kang.

"Huh...... Brother Youhui, don't drink this wine, right? Ma Chengfeng excused himself and pointed to the portrait of his daughter-in-law Zhao Yueyue on the cabinet.

Huifang was well-behaved and sensible, walked to the posthumous photo with a wine cup, and sprinkled the wine in the cup on the ground to express her condolences to the deceased, and also to respect the Wang family.

"You see, this has just happened to my family, no one is willing to help, you are all busy, and you can only see who is far away and who is close at the critical moment! Come on, come on, Cheng Feng, this glass of wine uncle respects you! Wang Youhui and his father drank a glass of wine. The old man was like this, so Ma Chengfeng couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to drink with him.

At this time, Ma Chengfeng had been secretly observing Wang Youhui's look, and he found that Wang Youhui was peeking at Zhang Huifang, and there was a thief in those eyes.

"Sister Huifang, come, eat pears!" Wang Youhui took the initiative to hand her a white pear, and when Huifang reached out to take it, he deliberately stuck the oil and 'touched' Huifang's little hand. The shy Huifang lowered her head and blushed her face for a long time without speaking.

"Huifang, let's go, wait for us to eat at home!" The dumplings are all cooked. Ma Chengfeng saw the clue and quickly took her out under an excuse.

"Brother Youhui took advantage of you, didn't you see it? Stay away from him in the future! On the way, Ma Chengfeng reminded her.

"What? Do you know how to be jealous? Brother Youhui has been good to me since I was a child, can't you see it? The shoes on my feet were bought for me by Brother Youhui when I was a child! Hum! Huifang deliberately left a line of small footprints in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, showing off the new shoes.

"Anyway, I warn you, stay away from him, he's not a good person!"

"Humph! Just allow your beautiful senior sister to live together, and you will be jealous if someone treats me well! Watch out! Hui Fang pouted and ran back.

After eating dumplings and letting go of the artillery battle, Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman thanked the Zhang family for their hospitality and came back. In fact, it was still early, but Chang Xiaoman couldn't stand Zhang Huifang's knife-like eyes staring at him all the time, as if he had met a class enemy.

The two of them walked back to the 'door' of Ma's house, but saw a figure standing in the snow. Chang Xiaoman had been frightened into a frightened bird by the Nine Lives Cat, and hurriedly hid behind Ma Chengfeng.

Ma Chengfeng blocked Chang Xiaoman, put his right hand on his waist and 'wanted' to make a posture of dragging the knife, he cautiously walked up to him step by step to take a closer look, it turned out to be the hunchbacked old man in the cemetery during the day, that is, Wang Youhui's uncle.

"Cheng Feng, are you back?" He even recognized himself.

"Are you...... We don't think we've seen each other, have we? ”

"Oh, I forgot, you weren't even a year old when I left. I think that at that time, you 'milk' and 'milk' were because you went to me to calculate. You don't know, the time when your child was born is not good, and half an hour later it will be the reincarnation of the broom star, but fortunately you were born before the first month. Old Shen leaned against the 'door' of the small courtyard and smiled.

"Cheng Feng, who is dying, doesn't understand, but he knows the way of the Heavenly Cycle." Ma Chengfeng pushed open the courtyard door and let him in. "It's the New Year, there's nothing to entertain you at home, Xiao Man, go and make tea."

The old man was familiar with himself, and when he entered the house, he took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the kang and 'smoked' the old man's cigarette. He squinted at Ma Chengfeng with a pair of dead fish eyes, and Cheng Feng was uncomfortable when he saw it. It's hard to open your mouth and kick people out.

"Are you looking for something with me?" Ma Chengfeng asked.

"After all these years, hasn't your grandfather come back?" Old Shen stumbled on the pot in the eye bag and asked.

Ma Chengfeng has a lot of eyes, and the dead ghost grandfather has some fame in the rivers and lakes, and most people are very jealous of him. It is estimated that Lao Shen Tou is also afraid that his grandfather is nearby, and he is tempting with words.

"He? Hum...... People are thieves, big people with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes, when are you willing to come and when are you willing to go, I don't care about my grandson, maybe I'm in a good mood, and I'll be back early in the morning? ”

Lao Shentou took a sip of hot tea, smacked his lips, and took a mouthful of tea leaves, it is estimated that this little tea will have to be put away for decades.

"Second Master Ma is a good person, I just hate that my old Shen didn't learn more from him at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't be so miserable now." Sure enough, this old Shen Tou respected the old thief very much.

Ma Chengfeng smiled: "Then you went back to your hometown this time to see the old people?" Looks like you're about to pounce. ”

He chatted with Lao Shen Tou for a few more words, and Lao Shen Tou never talked about the topic. It seems that Ma Chengfeng's words have been used in the words, either to ask Second Master Ma, or to talk about the funeral of the Wang family yesterday.

"Cheng Feng, I've washed my feet, look, it's clean!" Chang Xiaoman raised her wet little feet, and she didn't look like a lady at all.

"Huh...... This is my distant cousin......" Ma Chengfeng said embarrassedly.

"Cheng Feng, I'm sleepy, when are we going to sleep?" Chang Xiaoman deliberately said in front of Old Shentou.

Old Shen Tou smiled and said, then I won't delay your rest, farewell!

Ma Chengfeng accompanied the smiling face, sent him out of the small courtyard, and closed the 'door' of the courtyard. Old Shen Tou walked along the dirt road in the tunzi towards the west, and suddenly turned his head again without taking two steps.

"By the way, Cheng Feng, in fact, sometimes it's not a good thing for your eyes to be too sharp, maybe what you see is a blessing or a curse, right?" He said coldly.

"Huh...... Maybe you're right, but God has given me a pair of discerning eyes to always see something that is not clean. If you don't want to see it, you can't do it. Even if I don't want to see it, the good and evil in the world can't hide it from God's eyes, you know, people are watching the sky, it's not that they don't report that the time has not come! ”

The two didn't say anything more, their eyes 'intertwined' and smiled at each other, and all kinds of things were hidden in their hearts.

The Wang family is not in this direction, where can Lao Shen Tou go in the middle of the night?

Ma Chengfeng returned to the house, informed Chang Xiaoman and went out. Follow the dirt road all the way to the west, bypass the tomb mountain behind Tunzi, and it is the broken temple under the mountain. The ruined temple was lit by fire. Old Shen Tou sat by the firewood pile, his eyes closed, motionless.

The ancient temple was dilapidated, and the moonlight shone through the broken tiles above the main hall, and Ma Chengfeng lay on the broken rubble, adjusting his center of gravity as much as possible so that the roof did not make a sound.

Old Shen Tou seemed to be waiting for someone, sitting in front of the fire with his eyes closed, muttering between his lips, and not sleeping.