Chapter 158: Retrospective
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I was immediately interested, and asked:
"Being an official? When? Which dynasty? How many officials? Isn't it the awesome kind? ”
Shen Mo glanced at me and said:
"How do I know what's going on? I haven't seen it again, I heard my dad say, it was my grandfather's grandfather's generation, it seems to be a big official, do you think there are many houses like mine here that live at the end of the alley? That's a lot of detail! And this yard of my house has a history of more than 200 years! That's no joke, a brick on the wall of my house is antique. ”
Looking at her serious face, I wanted to laugh a little, thought for a while and said:
"Then why don't you tear down the wall and sell it for money? Maybe the next issue of Forbes magazine will have your picture on it. ”
Shen Mo pretended to be angry and turned around to ignore me, I quickly said it was a joke, and used a few non-vegetarian jokes to make her laugh.
At night, because I was not used to the stuffy climate, I couldn't sleep for a long time in bed, so I simply went to the yard to smoke.
From afar, you can hear the sound of water flowing in those criss-crossing rivers, coupled with the chirping of cicadas and frogs, it really feels like a paradise.
The courtyard of Shen Mo's house is very large, it is really a bit like the courtyard of the official eunuch's house in the past, and it is also divided into front and back yards, and there is a moon gate in the middle.
The house in the front yard is not inhabited, there are some flower vines and grape vines planted in the yard, the air is fresh and pleasant, there are six or seven houses in the backyard, Shen Mo and I live in the innermost, and her parents live in the outermost.
As for what the middle rooms are for, Shen Mo didn't say, and I didn't ask.
After sitting in the backyard for a while, I suddenly wanted to sit on the swings of those flowers and vines in the front yard for a while, so I came to the front yard alone.
Sitting on the swing and swaying gently, breathing in the sweet air, I felt every pore on my body open, and it was really like a fairyland on earth.
After sitting for a while, I suddenly felt a little sleepy and wanted to go back to sleep, but I felt that my body was getting heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep before I could stand up.
In a trance, I really wanted to see a well in the corner of the wall, which was a very old octagonal well, a bit like the shape of a gossip mirror.
There was a faint figure in the grass by the well, and it was impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman, but only the figure was wearing red clothes.
At this time, I realized that my body could move again, and I stood up and walked slowly towards the well.
As I got closer, I saw that it was a woman.
The woman was probably in her 40s, and she kept her head down, playing with what she was holding.
I looked closely, and she seemed to be holding a rattle in her hand, the kind of child playing, only the size of a palm.
As I got closer, I could hear him muttering something.
I tried to scream:
"Who are you? What are you doing sitting there? ”
Her head moved, and she seemed to look up at me. Then he lowered his head again, muttering to himself.
I walked over and stood in front of him, and at last I heard what she had been muttering:
"Who are you? What are you doing sitting there? ”
She's learning from me?
I feel that I may have encountered a neuropathy, maybe this person is a relative of Shen Mo or a nanny at home?
But even if that's the case, you won't sit by the well in the middle of the night, right?
Is she going to jump?
With that in mind, I wanted to reach out and pull her, no matter what reason I was here for her, I couldn't let her have any accidents in front of me.
In that case, I'll be upset.
"Auntie, will you come over first? Let's go over there and sit down, what do you have to say to me? ”
I didn't know that I was so slow to react that night, and I didn't feel abnormal about such things, and I still wanted to be a good person and protect other people's lives.
The woman slowly raised her head and looked at me deeply.
I saw that her face was a little pale, but everything else was normal, and I didn't think much of it.
"Auntie, it's a little cold here at night, you can get up first, come over there with me and sit together for a while, let's chat, I see that you seem to be a little unhappy, if there is anything unhappy in your heart, you can talk to me."
She just looked at me in a daze, and didn't react for a long time.
Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on her face, and her body suddenly tilted in the direction of the well, and the whole person was carried in.
I lunged at it and grabbed a blank spot, only to tear a corner of cloth off her clothes.
Not only that, but my head was unfortunately hit on the edge of the well, and the severe pain made me a little blurry for a while.
The whole body was violently exerted, trying to struggle to stand up, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still lying on the bed, and Shen Mo beside him was gone.
It hurt badly in my head, but I didn't feel anything abnormal when I reached out and touched it.
"What the fuck is going on? I rubbed my aching head, got out of bed, and opened the door to the courtyard.
Shen Mo was already in the kitchen helping her mother cook.
I walked over to her mother and apologized to her mother, saying:
"Auntie, I'm sorry, maybe it's because of the water and soil, I couldn't sleep last night, and I got up late in the morning."
Shen Mo took out a piece of meat from the pot and stuffed it into my mouth and said:
"Okay, don't explain, I've already told my mom and dad about your schedule and rest time, you don't have any soil and water reasons at all, I think it's because I always stayed up late to write before, and after a long time, it became like this, the biological clock is disordered, normal, normal."
After breakfast, I pulled Shen Mo aside and asked:
"Is there a well in your yard? Just around the corner of the front yard? ”
Shen Mo was obviously stunned by my question, and said stupidly:
"No, I haven't been in the yard since I was a kid and there is a well."
Not long after, Shen Mo's parents called us over again, saying that they wanted to chat and deepen their understanding of each other.
But I didn't act well at all, and several times I answered the wrong questions, and my mind was full of thoughts about whether last night's events were just a very real dream, or whether it really happened.
Shen Mo looked at my face suspiciously and said:
"Don't be suspicious all the time, things aren't as complicated as you think, although they're not that simple."
I filtered out her utterly meaningless words and ignored her.
For three days in a row, the same situation was repeated:
Get up in the morning, wash up, have breakfast, and then chat with Shen Mo's parents, whatever they ask, I will answer honestly.
But after a long time, it is inevitable that you will feel a little bored.
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