The village of Dark Raven Ridge is not big, and there are not many people in the village. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAlthough Xue Honglian's craftsmanship in cutting window flowers is exquisite, it will soon be ignored. However, she didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

The sun is setting in the west. Xue Honglian was originally a wanderer, and naturally there was no place to live in this small village when she first arrived. Looking around at this moment, there was no human figure. The end of the year is approaching, every family has their own work to do, there is no one outside, even the children seem to be afraid of the cold and hide in the warm room, reluctant to go out.

Xue Honglian walked aimlessly for a while, and actually came to the cemetery in the west of the village. In the misty night after the snow, the tombstones of various sizes and materials look a little weird.

Xue Honglian stood firmly in front of the gate of the cemetery, looking at the land of the dead with an expressionless face.

"Miss Xue, why are you here alone?"

Xue Honglian turned to look, and there was a woman a few years older than herself standing in front of her, looking at her with concern.

This woman is Zhu Fengling.

"Oh, big sister, I'm ...... I would like to ask, is there a temple in this village? ”

"Temple? No. You...... Heck, are you looking for a place to rest? Yes, you came here alone, didn't you have a place to sleep? However, there is only one bed in my house, and it is not ......very convenient for you to have a girl's house," Zhu Fengling said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, eldest sister, I'll go to the mountains and take a look, maybe I can find a place to stay." Xue Honglian said with a smile, without the slightest displeasure on her face.

"On the mountain? The mountains are full of trees, how can there be ......" As soon as Zhu Fengling said a few words, Xue Honglian had already walked away.

Zhu Fengling looked at Xue Honglian's back blankly, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly welled up in her heart. She felt that this woman seemed to be a little unusual.

No one knew where Xue Honglian slept that night. When everyone saw her again the next day, she was still in good spirits and couldn't see any tiredness. Zhu Fengling wanted to ask where she went, but somehow, she didn't ask.

"Girl, our old man has a big birthday on the first day of the new year, double happiness is coming, you cut a few festive window flowers for us."

"Miss Xue, Chinese New Year's Eve is a festive picture, you cut a few big blessing characters, this money, you can't do without you."

"Red Lotus girl, our family ......"

The villagers were talking about the style of window flowers they wanted, but Xue Honglian was still smiling.

Whether it was the villagers or Xue Honglian herself, it seemed that she had forgotten that the day before, not only did she not eat a mouthful of food, but she also did not even drink water.

Zhu Fengling stood beside her, deliberately observing her expression.

A smile, a smile that hasn't changed from beginning to end.

However, it was this smile that made Zhu Fengling's inner uneasiness a little stronger.

Her smile seemed too ...... Fixed?

A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhu Fengling shuddered.

Somehow it got dark. In the hazy and somewhat dim sunlight, Zhu Fengling felt that what he saw was not a living person, but a puppet.

It's a weird feeling. Zhu Fengling took a breath, withdrew from the crowd, and hurriedly walked home, closing the door.

"Feng Ling, what's going on? Why do you look panicked? Zhu Fengling's husband Shen Binhe asked with concern when he saw his wife's panicked expression.

Zhu Fengling glanced out the window, then at her husband, and said in a low voice, "Do you think that Xue Honglian is a little weird?" ”

"Strange? What's weird? ”

"She dresses and dresses, and she doesn't look like a person now."

"Not like people now?" Shen Binhe also looked out the window and saw that Xue Honglian was cutting the word Fu for a person, "Well, it's not quite right." ”

"Definitely not. Look, what age is it now? The dress she was wearing looked like it was more than thirty years ago, and she still had such long braids, the more she looked at it, the more wrong it became. ”

"Maybe people like it. Forget it, don't think about it so much. Shen Binhe didn't pay much attention to it and continued to be busy with his own business.

In the next two days, Zhu Fengling did not approach Xue Honglian again. Other people in the village have also received satisfactory window flowers one after another, and there are fewer and fewer people around Xue Honglian, and finally no one cares.

But even so, Xue Honglian still had no intention of leaving Dark Crow Ridge.

No one has ever seen her eat or drink, let alone sleep and rest.

None of them ever asked.

On this day, the village was a festive scene. The son of Wang Zhongcai, the village grave keeper, is about to get married, and he sends a wedding card to everyone in the village, inviting everyone to attend the wedding. The bride is from the city, which is rare in this small mountain village. The villagers who received the wedding card naturally spoke auspicious words and congratulated Wang Zhongcai.

The wedding was set on the first day of the Lunar New Year, firstly, because Wang Zhongcai and his family hoped to have a double happy arrival, and secondly, the old lady Qu in the village said that this day was an auspicious day of the zodiac and a good day for marriage.

The people who received the wedding card did not include Xue Honglian.

The old Wang family has been busy with weddings and decorating the wedding room these days. Furniture, wedding dresses, jewelry, ornaments, you name it. Although Wang Zhongcai is only a grave keeper, this time for his son's marriage, he almost spent all his savings and planned to hold a beautiful wedding. As for the guests and friends who attended the wedding banquet, not only did they cover every household in the village, but even new friends and old acquaintances who had a little contact with the city also sent invitations.

This day is a small year, and the festive atmosphere in the village is becoming more and more intense, Wang Zhongcai can't help but start counting the wedding items again, and his face has been filled with a happy smile.

"Huh?" Wang Zhongcai's smile suddenly disappeared, "Old woman, old woman!" ”

"Hey! What's the matter, old man? Wang Zhongcai's wife, Yin Fangmei, walked over and asked.

"This wedding is coming, why hasn't Double Happiness been prepared yet?" Wang Zhongcai stared at Yin Fangmei with his eyes.

"Double Happiness? Ready! Yin Fangmei said in surprise and rummaged through the room.

The old couple looked for a long time, but they didn't see a happy word.

"You old woman, I think you are too old to be useful, and you can even forget such an important object." Wang Zhongcai couldn't stop complaining.

"I'm really prepared, why is it gone......" Yin Fangmei was anxious.

"Forget it, there's still time. Isn't there a girl in the village who cuts window flowers? Hurry up to her and ask her to cut a few red double happiness and keep them for before the wedding to the wedding room. ”

"Alright, alright, I'll go."

Yin Fangmei went out, still muttering in her heart, she remembered clearly, she personally selected dozens of red happy characters of different sizes and patterns, and put them well, how can you say that it is gone?

However, muttering and muttering, she still walked towards the west of the village. She remembered that Xue Honglian once said that if she wanted to find her, she would go to the west of the village and call her name. (To be continued.) )