"What's the matter?" Ban'er looked at the noisy doorway, yawned and spoke.

The two evil men who were leaning on the willow tree in the corner with their hands leaning on the corner and watching the lively two evil men shrank their necks in fright when they heard the sound next to them, and turned their heads to see the half-way man yawning with his clothes tied, and his body habitually took a step back, wanting to retreat to the corner to hide.

Ban'er swept over the big white banner on the courtyard and turned his head to look at them.

"Dead?" Asked blankly.

The two of them paused as they took a step back. One of them pulled his hand out of his sleeve and nodded solemnly as he looked at it. It seems that this is a bit of a loss of face for a child.

So he put his hand back and said stiffly and idlely: "Yes, I heard that the man died. ”

Another man next to him lowered his voice and added with a gossip on his face: "Murderous death." I heard that he was beaten and then pressed into the water and drowned.

Tsk, when I picked it up, my whole body was soaked. So swollen that he couldn't even recognize his son. ”

"It's so pathetic." Ban'er was flustered when he heard this, and couldn't help but step forward and take two steps towards the courtyard over there: "Everyone is a neighbor, do you want to help?" ”

It looked like the court, but the words were asking the two people.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the light in each other's eyes. One of them hurriedly nodded: "No, they are all neighbors, so they should help more." ”

Ban'er turned around: "Then why are you still watching the excitement here?" Looking at the other person who was looking out into his yard with his neck outstretched, he noticed that he turned around and slowly retracted his neck, as if he had done nothing.

"Isn't this a matter of seeing if I want to help?" The man who retracted his neck looked at it and smiled.

Ban'er looked at him, turned around and left.

"Forget it, Mr. is still resting, you can't walk around." He muttered as he thought about the yard and walked back.

The two leaning against the willow tree stood up straight, looking at the distant figure and breathing a sigh of relief.

"Thankfully, it wasn't found." One of them.

Ban'er returned to the courtyard, looked at his house, and then looked at Bingwen's house. After a moment's hesitation, he walked towards Bingwen's house.

When Bingwen left, he said that there was a treasure in the house.

Ban'er walked into the house. The noise outside the house is still there.

The uproar lasted for a few days. I don't know what year and month the days without Bingwen have passed. In order to protect the treasure in Bingwen's mouth, he slept in Bingwen's house.

Every day, I get up to eat, and then sit on the threshold of Bingwen's house with Ah Hei to read a book, carry a low stool to the low wall of the courtyard and look at the gate of the neighbors entering and exiting on the opposite side of the low wall, and crying and grabbing the ground.

The two people who stood by the willow tree every day couldn't sit still.

"It's better to seal the letter to Childe." One of them squatted beside the small stream next to the willow tree, looked at the man standing against the willow tree opposite, and said, "I haven't been out for a long time." ”

The man leaning against the willow tree looked into the fenced courtyard. The boy in the courtyard wrapped a blue cloth around his head and walked into the stove room around the calf's nose. The black dog behind him wagged his tail and walked in.

yes, it's been a long time since I've seen that man.

"Where did you go?" The man leaning against the willow tree looked puzzled.

They are always here, and they will not escape their eyes when they go in and out.

"Where else can I go, it must be in the house." The man who was squatting next to the stream looked at the man and wondered: "Where else can I go?" We've been here all the time. ”

"In the house?" The man leaning against the willow tree had a quiet, uncertain voice.

"Naturally, it's inside the house. Didn't I say it, he was sick. He must have been so sick that he couldn't get out of the house. The squatting man said, standing up: "No, we have to report to Childe as soon as possible." ”

The man leaning against the willow tree always felt that something was wrong.

But what's wrong?

Anywhere you look right.

The man leaning against the willow tree watched the boy in the stove come out again, holding a piece of rice in his hand. Then he walked alone to the threshold of the house and ate it.

It's not about throwing two bones to the dog next to you.

For a moment, a strange doubt flashed through my mind. Before the man leaning on the willow tree could catch him, he was interrupted by the man opposite: "Then I'll report it."

You're on the lookout. ”

After speaking, he did not wait for the man leaning on the willow tree to speak, and ran away.

"Seriously ill?" Lu Yangsheng sat on the second floor of Guanlu, listening to the prostitutes dancing with half-veils blowing on the opposite side of the screen.

"Yes, Childe. I haven't been out in days. The man kneeling next to him spoke: "Even the boy who was guarding him never left again, he guarded him every day." ”

Lu Yangsheng listened and took a sip of wine: "The news is correct? He turned to look at the kneeling man, hesitated.

"Nature is true. We have been guarding his door, never leaving an inch. The man hurriedly spoke.

Lu Yangsheng thought about it and laughed: "It seems that he is really seriously ill." "Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked the king for leave at will.

I thought of his disdainful gaze that day, and I thought of his graceful figure and beautiful face. Lu Yangsheng rubbed his fingers, and the smooth skin under his fingertips at the banquet that day made his heart flutter.

Lu Yangsheng licked his lips and said with a smile: "It's arranged, I'll go over tomorrow night." ”

"No." The man retreated.

Lu Yangsheng laughed and drank the wine in his hand.

And right in front of the Aoyagi house on the same street.

Today is the sixth day of his father's death. The coffin of camphor wood was boxy and lifeless. Stop in the cleaned up hall.

The coffin has a desk, and it is placed with fruit and candles. Further ahead was a brazier with unburned paper money.

Aoyagi sat on her knees beside the brazier, leaning against the wall and crying to death. It's only the fourth day, and Aoyagi has already cried and fainted three times. No matter how the relatives and neighbors next to him appeased, they just looked at the closed coffin with fixed eyes, crying so much that their hearts and intestines were broken.

So that every time the people who come in kowtow and burn paper can't help but hide their faces, distressed and helpless.

Aoyagi stood at the door of the hall with a calm face, and then came from time to time with relatives and friends from all over the party. Then accompany them to burn paper and kowtow together.

There was a lot of crying in the house, and there was a lot of noise outside.

"Go away, go away!" The doorway suddenly remembered a bigger commotion.

Master Qing Er smiled with a shy stomach and walked out of the small house that opened the way.

"Mu Niang!" He shouted affectionately and loudly at the top of his voice.

Aoyagi, who was standing outside the hall, instantly darkened his face.

Huang Zi, who was standing next to him, subconsciously reached out and grabbed Aoyagi's sleeve, afraid that he would not be able to control himself.