Chapter Forty-Nine: Pushing the Cup and Changing the Lamp

"Guoliang!"

Wang Yiwen looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and couldn't find any trace of his childhood appearance. The last time Wang Yiwen saw Guoliang was when he was ten years old, and the day before he left the Eternal Forest with his mother, Guoliang also gave him a Yuan Datou coin, which he still remains at home today.www.biquge.info More than ten years have passed in a hurry, and the playmates of my youth have long become rough men with scruffy beards, but the small feelings are still there, and this kind of intimacy can no longer be found after entering the society.

"It's you kid!" Wang Yiwen shouted excitedly.

"Your grandfather's! Take you out of the way! I can't even recognize it! Guoliang can't do without dirty words in half a sentence, he is used to it in the forest farm, since he was a child, he has relied on his body to be strong, and he has become the king of children, and when he grows up, he has relied on the body of the tiger and the bear waist to do a lot of hard work, this kind of strong man is very respected in the mountains, and he has never suffered any losses, and others do not provoke him, so he never speaks scrupulously.

"I can't remember you kid! I can't forget you! After a long absence, Wang Yiwen also laughed.

"What the hell! It's all fucking fools! Why don't you say it in advance when you come back! Walk! Go to my house and drink the! Guoliang said and dragged Wang Yiwen onto the motorcycle, and drove Wang Yiwen to his home in a hurry.

Compared with Wang Yiwen's childhood memories, the forest farm is much more dilapidated, nearly half of the houses have been deserted, dilapidated, overgrown with weeds, and barren trees, looking lifeless. I don't know if it's because the motorcycle is driving too fast or the temperature is too low, the more he goes deeper into the field, the more cold Wang Yiwen feels, and the cold air constantly rushes into his chest, and he begins to shiver. He always felt a chill down his spine, and he could vaguely feel that in these old houses, a pair of stunned eyes were hiding in the dark to observe him, and this forest farm always seemed to have something wrong, but he didn't know why.

Fortunately, the forest farm was very small, and after a few turns, the two arrived at Guoliang's house, except for an old man herding cattle on the road, Wang Yiwen never saw a living person walking on two legs.

Wang Yiwen followed Guoliang and entered the courtyard through the gate. The courtyard of Guoliang's house is very large and square, there are vegetable gardens on both sides, and some fruits and vegetables such as cucumbers, eggplants, and persimmons are planted in the yard, and a red brick paved path leads straight to the old house in the middle, and there is a strange wooden pole standing on the west side of the red brick road, which is painted with red paint with four scales, and there is no mark next to the scale. This wooden pole with red paint and white background is very abrupt.

Guoliang glanced at the wooden pole, looked up at the sky with a frown, and shouted at the old house, "Cook!" Then he hurriedly plugged in the door, turned back to Wang Yiwen and said, "It's a fucking cloudy day, it seems to be raining, let's go into the house and drink some!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a boy of seven or eight years old walked out of the house, walked straight to the firewood stack next to the vegetable garden, and returned to the house with a few pieces of firewood.

Guoliang saw Wang Yiwen staring at the child, so he introduced, "This is my son!" The fucking death is gone, and it's just my grandfather, and his grandfather, three fucking old men to live! ”

Wang Yiwen came back to his senses at this time, said a few words of mourning, and was dragged into the house by Guoliang.

Guoliang's father, Brother Guo, has suffered from rheumatism in the past few years, and he is basically paralyzed on the kang and has become silent, Wang Yiwen said hello and greeted him for a while. Guoliang's son, the National Day, quickly prepared wine and food.

On the wine table, the brothers come and go, push the glass and change the lamp, and talk about the experience and past events of the past ten years, Guoliang told Wang Yiwen that five years ago, the Eternal Forest Farm was still the same as in the past, stable and peaceful, and the people in the field were prosperous and safe. But one day five years ago, when the old Zhao Tou who lived in the west was catching fish in the river, he hooked a big black loach, which was a length of one and a half people, and the five strongest men in the field took a lot of effort to fish up this big black loach, Guoliang was also among them, he clearly remembered that after the loach left the water, it was silent for a few minutes and died. When everyone was about to cut the loach into pieces and stew it home, dozens of wild cats suddenly ran over and gnawed, let you scold and kick, these wild cats just won't let go, and after a while, this big loach will only have a few bone spurs.

The old man in the field said that this was unlucky, blamed the old Zhao Tou, and the matter was also coincidental, the next day, the daughter-in-law of the old Zhao Tou's family, came back from hoeing grass in the vegetable field, and was nailed by the grass crawler.

People who grew up in the city may not know that the grass creeper is a kind of parasitic mite, only the size of a millet grain when hungry, often lying on the grass blades and branches, whenever people pass by, touch these grass blades and branches, the grass creeper will take the opportunity to jump on the person, burrow into the flesh, constantly suck human blood, and at the same time drill into the deepest part of the flesh, the body of the grass creeper is constantly swollen and congested at the same time, until the person is infected and suppurated and died, and the grass creeper also ends its life.

And the grass crawler on Lao Zhaotou's daughter-in-law was not right, but it ran into her ears and eyes, drilled through her eardrums, and nailed directly to her head. After a few hours of hard work, before she could be sent to the hospital, the daughter-in-law bled away from the world, her death was very ugly, her face was hideous and painful, and her eyes were constantly flowing out of the brain-like fluid, which was very terrifying.

Lao Zhaotou's son was stimulated, so he had a mental illness, and he was hanging around in the scene on weekdays, talking nonsense, and people hid far away when they saw it. In the following years, four children were lost in the field, and the people in the field were panicked, and they couldn't find any reason, so they blamed Lao Zhao's son, saying that Lao Zhao's son was arrested. The city set up a special task force to investigate the matter, but there was no result. Later, most of the residents moved out of the Eternal Forest Farm. Guoliang told Wang Yiwen that the old man he met on the way home on a motorcycle in the afternoon was the old Zhao Tou.

The two talked about this, when they had entered, the silence outside the window was suffocating, and there were a few strange screams in the old forest from time to time, and I didn't know whether it was a tiger or a jackal, in short, I couldn't hear a little movement of people in this time. Wang Yiwen was already tired all the way back, and the wine was strong enough, he was already sleepy, and Guoliang was even more delirious, and after the two of them said a few words to the brothers, they went to sleep separately.

Guoliang's family still lives in the old house in the early days, with a bedroom in the east and west, a stove room in the middle, and no living room, which is the most classic design of early Northeast houses.

Guoliang Ye and his wife live in the east bedroom, Wang Yiwen lives in the west bedroom, probably because he has not lived for a long time, the west bedroom is more cold than the east bedroom, and the bedding seems to have been covered by no one for a long time. But the wine was drunk, Wang Yiwen didn't care about it, and fell asleep. Xu was after an hour, and the more he slept, the colder it became, and the room seemed to be air-conditioned, and he shivered from the cold. In a daze, Wang Yiwen woke up like a dream, as if a hand was wandering and turning on his body, as if he was looking for something. Wang Yiwen woke up a little, this hand didn't move, Wang Yiwen subconsciously reached out and touched it, suddenly, this hand slammed on his neck, like a piece of cold ice, Wang Yiwen shivered, instantly sobered up, he pushed this cold hand away, and looked back suddenly! A pale face, hiding behind his back and staring at him!