A light green doll with a face reflecting the sheen of plastic, and its eyes are like two white glass beads, bulging outward, making people's scalps tingle. I saw that its upper limbs were unusually short, holding a sharp knife, and it was grinning at Zhang Peng, its expression was extremely weird, like crying, and like laughing, indescribably infiltrating.

In an instant, Zhang Peng's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"You...... You mean, on the fridge? Zhang Peng asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes, on the refrigerator, don't you ...... too" Speaking of this, Lao Wang's pupils gradually dilated, "See?" ”

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, and the living room was surprisingly quiet.

Suddenly, the water boiled, and the kettle spewed a large cloud ......of steam and a piercing sound.

"Wow!"

As if the last straw that broke the camel's back, Zhang Peng screamed and rushed out. As he went out, he tripped over the threshold, crawled across the patio, ran out of the gate, and ran wildly on the ridge.

"Huhuhu......"

It wasn't until he was about to run that he stopped, gasped for air, and looked back.

The back was empty, and Lao Wang didn't follow......

"Lao Wang!" He shouted loudly, but there was only an empty echo in response. At this moment, the sun is about to set, and it is gray everywhere, and the light is getting darker and darker.

Forget it, no matter.

He quickly made a decision and walked out of the village. But halfway through, he suddenly stopped. I tossed for a long time, but the money hasn't arrived yet. Now there are only a few dozen yuan left in my pocket, and I have to squeeze the bus back, which is really a big loss.

As the so-called dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, poor and crazy people dare to do anything. So he gritted his teeth, turned around and walked back. It didn't take long for me to be back outside the yard. He craned his neck and looked inside the door for a moment, then picked up the stones from the ground, bent his waist, and tiptoed into the courtyard.

Standing at the gate, looking inward, the patio was dimly lit, and there was not a trace of movement.

"Lao Wang." He whispered and leaned sideways through the door. Five hundred yuan is enough for two times of great health care.

It was quiet everywhere, as if I could hear the sound of my own heart.

He looked left and right for a moment, took a deep breath, walked outside the main room, slowly poked his head out, and looked in.

The living room was dark, and I could barely see. Lao Wang sat on the rattan chair, his head bowed, not knowing what he was doing. Look at the refrigerator again, it's empty.

"Lao Wang." He exclaimed tentatively, but Lao Wang seemed to be asleep, and did not react in the slightest.

"Lao Wang...... What happened to you...... Lao Wang...... Lao Wang ......" He shouted several times in a row, but the other party still did not respond, and sat there motionless.

He grabbed the stone and walked cautiously inside. As far as the eye catches the eye, there are scratched wooden sofas, coffee tables with teacups and kettles, large patches of patent leather on the TV cabinet, an old refrigerator, a chest of drawers covered with cloth, and dusty floor fans......

He reached out and pushed it, but the other party still didn't respond.

"Lao Wang!" He frowned and raised his voice as he increased the force on his hands.

But at this moment, Lao Wang suddenly moved, tilted his neck, and fell to the ground with a "bang", hitting the teacup and teapot clanging.

Zhang Peng was startled and hurriedly retreated. After Lao Wang fell to the ground, there was still no movement. Hot sweat broke out in Zhang Peng's palms, tightened the stone, and moved it in small steps.

In the dim light, you can see Lao Wang lying on the ground with his face down, as if he had fainted.

"Lao Wang?" Zhang Peng plucked up his courage, leaned down, and pulled Lao Wang's shoulders hard.

Lao Wang's eyes were closed, and the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, looking very frightened. Zhang Peng made a ghost and probed the other party's snort, and suddenly frightened his whole body stiffened and his face was bloodless.

It's out of gas!

He sat down on the ground, then reacted and stumbled out.

As soon as he went out, he thought about money again. Anyway, the person is dead, and he didn't kill it, so if you don't take it for nothing, you won't take it. For a while, evil was born to the side of the guts, and the blood in his chest surged, and he returned to the living room in a hurry, and turned out his wallet on Lao Wang. The red ticket was taken away, the change was kept, the wallet was stuffed back, and then walked out quickly.

Out of the village, I hailed a taxi and went straight to the power plant compound on the outskirts of the city.

Lao Wang was probably frightened, or something else. He had thought about calling an ambulance. But in this way, he can't get out of it. Who can you talk to about such a strange thing? Do you want to tell the police uncle that Lao Wang was scared to death by a ghost doll, and it is strange that he is not regarded as a murder suspect by the other party.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Zhang Peng came back to his senses and began to count the money. There were a total of seven red tickets, and I earned an extra two hundred. However, Lao Wang treats him well on weekdays and often helps him buy breakfast. Thinking of this, after he returned to the city, he found a public phone booth and dialed 120, but he couldn't tell the specific location of Lao Wang's house, so he had to give up.

When I returned to the power plant compound, it was already half past seven in the evening.

Looking up, there are a few big iron characters on the gatehouse: "Red Star Thermal Power Staff Dormitory Area"

Under the orange-red light, looking at the familiar figures in the communication room, as well as the armed police standing guard with rifles on their backs by the iron gate, Zhang Peng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood gradually calmed down.

This is a state-level power plant dormitory, guarded by the military. Even in times of war, there is a certain ability to protect oneself and is very safe.

"Xiaopeng, I'm back." Uncle Li in the communication room poked his head out of the window and shouted at Zhang Peng.

"I'm back." Zhang Peng replied. His father was originally the director of the power plant, he was humble and very good to the employees in the factory, so everyone loved Zhang Peng. Later, at the strong request of his grandfather, his father resigned from his position and went abroad to help. His grandfather was a multinational entrepreneur, and it was said that the industry spread all over the world and was very rich, but Zhang Peng had only seen it in photos.

"Have you eaten?" Uncle Li asked again.

"Eat." Zhang Peng replied casually. If he said that he hadn't eaten, he would have to talk a little more, and he might be pulled into the communication room by the other party and find someone to cook for him.

"Rest well and make good money." Uncle Li said.

Zhang Peng's face immediately pulled down, it was really a pot that could not be opened. Old acquaintances knew that his parents didn't send him money, and he couldn't make any money, so he was so poor that he was dinging. Uncle Li sensed his unhappiness, smiled awkwardly, picked up the newspaper, and pretended to be reading.

Walking into the gate, there are towering trees on both sides, several people hugging each other, and they are fifty or sixty meters high.

After walking along the main road for nearly 100 meters, it began to go uphill, and there was a basketball court on the left. Further up the basketball court is a small open space with a few magnolia trees. Whenever a fresh breeze blows, you can smell a faint sweet fragrance.

Under the tree is a round stone table surrounded by six cylindrical stone benches.

On the opposite side of the stone table is a four-story, two-unit staff building with a yellow façade covered with vines. On the wall facing the road, there is a large Arabic numeral "5" painted on it. The wall skin is very peeling off, and red bricks are exposed in many places. The whole building looks old and old, at least 30 years old.

Zhang Peng's home is here, Building 5 in the power plant's dormitory area.

There is a kiosk on the first floor, and the door is open, letting in warm light.

Zhang Peng walked in, the store was small, with a passage on the left, cabinets and refrigerators on the right, and yellowed posters on the walls. At the back of the cupboard sat a good-looking woman in her early thirties. She was dressed plainly and had a demure temperament, and she was lowering her eyes at the moment, as if she was in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Peng coming in, she immediately got up to greet her.

"Xiaopeng, I'm going home." She said with a warm smile.

After standing up, you can see that her figure is quite full, plump and lovely. The chest is heavy, like two big papayas knotted in a tree, trembling slightly with the action of getting up, which makes people reverie. It is the wind that blows the fragrance of papaya, and saliva flows all over the ground. There was a smell of maturity all over the body.

Her name is Ma Jinglei, she is Zhang Peng's neighbor since she was a child, and she is a world friend with Zhang Peng's parents, and they have a very close relationship. Zhang Peng's parents can rest assured that Zhang Peng is here alone and goes abroad with peace of mind, also because of her care.

"Hmm." Zhang Peng answered, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of soda, pried open the cap with a bottle opener connected to the rope, and drank it by himself.

"Have you eaten?" Ma Jinglei asked with concern.

"Nope." Zhang Peng said unceremoniously.

"Then I'll give you a hot meal." Ma Jinglei smiled, got up and went into the kitchen on the side, and after a while, she came out with a steaming lunch box. It is not difficult to see that she has been hot all the time, waiting for Zhang Peng to come back to eat.

Aunt Ma's husband died early, and she lived alone with her two daughters, and her family was quite poor. Fortunately, Zhang Peng's parents often take care of him, and his life is quite good. Aunt Ma's husband is a soldier, and Zhang Peng's father is a comrade, and he is also a comrade-in-arms who has lived and died together. It's a pity that he died during the disaster relief. At that time, Zhang Peng's father transferred from the army and transferred her over. opened a commissary in the factory, plus her husband's pension, a few thousand yuan a month, enough for the three mothers and daughters to dress and survive. At least it's much more comfortable than the current Zhang Peng.

There are vegetables and meat in the lunch box, the vegetables are cucumbers and round peppers, and the meat is a three-layer meat that has been fried in water, which is fragrant and appetizing.

"Eat quickly, don't get cold." Ma Jinglei urged while holding a banana fan and fanning Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng knocked on the chopsticks, took the soda, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Slow down, don't choke." Ma Jinglei said lovingly. In her eyes, Zhang Peng is like her son, but according to her age, he can't give birth......

On weekdays, her two daughters go to school and live in the city, and only come back on weekends, and she is alone. Zhang Peng came back from work and often ate at her. She prepares meals every day, whether Zhang Peng comes back to eat or not. If you come back, it's good, if you don't come back, throw it in the refrigerator and eat it yourself the next day.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Peng wiped his mouth with the tissue handed by Aunt Ma, took out his wallet, dropped two red tickets, and turned around to leave.

"Eh, eh, eh......" Ma Jinglei chased out with the money and refused to accept it.

"It's not for you, it's for your two daughters to buy candy." Zhang Peng quickened his pace and walked upstairs, and talked about the reason that has not changed for thousands of years.

Every time she gives money, Aunt Ma has to postpone it, and Zhang Peng has to say this. It's a cliché, but it's useful. Whenever he said this, Aunt Ma silently accepted the money and did not postpone it any longer.