The woman heard the second brother making fun of herself, and said angrily: "You are a bachelor, why are you laughing at me? ”

The second brother saw that the third sister grabbed the stone again and wanted to fight with him. As if he was very jealous, he hurriedly stopped talking.

The little old man hurriedly diverted the topic and asked the woman, "Your story is not finished yet." Did this girl go to Oyu? ”

The woman said, "Of course I didn't look for it." Even if she wanted to find it, her parents wouldn't allow it. Besides, if she went, Oyo wouldn't have died. ”

I added some dry wood to the fire and said with a smile: "The story is finally complete, it turns out that the girl is not untrustworthy, but her parents will not let her go." ”

As soon as I said this, the four of them said in unison, "Is it complete?" It's still far from complete. ”

I asked curiously, "Isn't this still complete?" ”

The little old man waved his hand and said, "It's my turn, it's my turn." How did the story come to the end of the story for the third sister to tell alone? ”

I took a sip of wine. I thought, "This story is over." If I had to make it up, I wouldn't be able to make it up. ”

The little old man ate two bites of food and said, "That night, the girl was locked in the house by her parents. And sent two maids to watch her. In the middle of the night, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and then it began to rain. ”

I nodded, and thought to myself, "When it rains, the river will rise, and this old man is very reasonable." ”

The old man continued, "When it rains, the girl is happy. She thought in her heart that the rain was so heavy, Aosheng Bacheng would not wait for her, so that she would no longer feel uncomfortable in her heart. ”

But this girl didn't expect that Oyo didn't leave. Waiting for her under the bridge. Why under the bridge? Because it was raining above the bridge, he wanted to take shelter from the rain below. Then the river kept rising, and it kept rising. The waves were rough, and Oyu had to hug the bridge pillar, which stabilized his body. He knew that if he went up like this any longer, he would have to drown. But he couldn't let go of the post. Climb to the shore. Because as soon as he let go, the river washed him away, let alone ashore, and the waves hit the waves, and he had to be swept to the bottom of the river and drowned. ”

I thought to myself, "This old man is a little older, and he really has insight." The story told is watertight and very logical. It seems that these people are just illiterate, but their brains are not bad. ”

The middle-aged man with a mustache said: "Big brother, your explanation is certainly reasonable, but in this way, it seems that the last student is not so trustworthy." ”

The little old man glared and said, "Why don't you talk about credit?" If he doesn't talk about credit, he will leave as soon as the third watch is over. ”

The mustache explained: "I didn't say that he didn't talk about credit, what I said was, he didn't talk about credit so much, and Cheng Dù was a little lower." ”

The mustache danced and gestured. The woman waved her hand and said, "Don't make any noise, listen to the story." ”

After everyone had quieted down, the little old man said, "Later, Oyo drowned under the bridge. After he died, this ghost must not be reconciled. Just thought, what a poisonous woman's heart, tricked me into waiting for you under the bridge, but you didn't come yourself? ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but praise: "This story is really not finished, how can I forget that there are still souls when people die?" ”

The young man rejoiced, "You also believe in ghosts? Nowadays, many people don't believe it. I used to talk to people about ghosts, and they all scolded me for being a bee and a honey. ”

I was stunned for a moment: "What honey?" After a while, I understood: "They are talking about feudal superstition, right?" ”

The young man nodded again and again and said, "That's right, that's right, it's feudal superstition." ”

I smiled and said, "Nowadays, people always hear what they hear and see is believing. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you naturally don't believe it. ”

The little old man seemed to be in a hurry to tell the story. But for my sake, it didn't interrupt my conversation with the young man. I saw that he was scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and quickly stopped talking.

The little old man said to me, "Thank you, thank you." ”

The young man asked strangely, "Why do you want to thank him?" ”

But the little old man didn't answer this again, but said: "Osheng really wants to find this girl, but he is a drowned water ghost, and he can neither be reincarnated nor leave the river lightly." So although I was very anxious in my heart, I couldn't do anything. ”

Later, I don't know how many days later, a woman came to the river washing clothes. The woman took a mallet, smashed the dress hard, and scolded, Before I married you, you were so good, so good, you coaxed me in a different way. I didn't expect that after marrying you, I actually treated me as a maid, and I was scolded when the food was hot, and I was beaten when the food was cold, I was really blind at the beginning, there were so many princes and princes who didn't marry, but they listened to you. ”

The third sister interjected: "Big brother, why is that girl still married to a poor boy?" ”

The little old man waved his hand and said, "Of course not." This is another girl. The woman took her husband's garment as if it were herself, and brandished a mallet and smashed it with all her might. As if venting his anger, he smashed it hundreds of times and smashed a piece of clothing clean. Later, the woman took out some more clothes. These clothes are not coarse cloth clothes, but good materials, it turns out that in order to subsidize the family, she helps the rich to wash clothes. It's just that she didn't wash these clothes so carefully, and smashed them hastily, and threw them aside without too obvious dirt. ”

The third sister nodded and said, "Even if the woman's husband is not good in a thousand ways, after all, they are still a family. The woman was still toward him. ”

The little old man said again: "At this time, the soul of Oyo suddenly saw a skirt. It's the girl's. It turned out that this woman was helping the girl's family wash clothes today. Oyo was worried that he couldn't find the girl, and when he saw this skirt, he was immediately overjoyed. There was a place to vent his grievances, and his soul immediately attached to the skirt. ”

I listened to the old man's reasonableness, and I couldn't help but say: "This is the truth, he had resentment in his heart before, and he could neither reincarnate nor leave the river. Now that I see the girl's skirt, I have a place to vent my resentment, so I can possess it. ”

The four men looked at me and said, "yes." Their tone was flat, as if I was taking my reasoning for granted. And the explanation I just made was like listing the formulas on a blackboard and telling them how many times one plus one is equal.

The little old man said, "The ghost of Oyo is attached to this dress, fluttering, and enters the girl's boudoir. He saw the girl he loved, and he was happy and resentful......"

When the little old man said this, the middle-aged man with a mustache volunteered and said, "I'll talk about it, and I'll talk about the rest." "Sister-in-law, the house is empty

The little old man had no choice but to reluctantly give it to him, still muttering in his mouth: "I'm talking about it." ”

The mustache laughed and said, "Oyo has liked the girl for so long, but the girl's tutor is very good, and until he died, he didn't pull the girl's hand or kiss the girl's face." In his eyes, his lover is like a fairy in the sky, and he never dares to offend. Now he has become a ghost, and the fairy is lying on the bed. Oyoi is like, anyway, if I do bad things now, no one can control me. You don't need to read the saints. The two of us are alive as husband and wife, and his parents are not happy, can they still control us when they die? ”

"Thinking of this, Oyo got into the girl's quilt......"

The more the mustache talked, the more obscene it became, and the third sister jumped up and said loudly: "Big brother, you don't care?" The second brother, an old bachelor, knows how to think about these things all day long, is it a shame? ”

The little old man, like a magistrate, said to the mustache: "Skip this paragraph, we still have scholars here." He pointed at me.

I thought to myself: What is this? When I was in college, I told jokes in the dormitory, which was much higher than this scale.

The mustache looked at me and said, "Later, the girl dreamed every day that Oyo met him. During the day, she is the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and at night, she becomes a little daughter-in-law. In my dreams, I don't need to eat, I don't need to drink, I travel every day, talk about love, sleep, and I am very ......happy."