Chapter 18: The Marriage of the Yin 1
Three days is not a long time. After I got to the cemetery on time for three meals a day, I gave my full sincerity to the owner of the cemetery.
Originally, I thought that Master Fang would leave the next day after destroying the evil spirits for me, after all, he was somewhat famous, and the people who came to him for help every day can be described as an endless stream. But what surprised me was that Master Fang didn't leave, and the reason at that time was that he finally came out, so he should take a vacation.
I didn't ask too much about this, but Master Fang was very affectionate and righteous. I speculated that he must have been afraid that the owner of the cemetery would not keep his promise and attack me again when he saw that he had left, so he waited until I had fulfilled my three-day covenant before leaving with me. So in the past few days, in addition to going to the cemetery on time to complete the agreed things, the rest is to follow Master Fang closely every step of the way, and take care of his daily life as much as possible.
But then it turned out that I was wrong, and a little bit wrong. After that incident, I realized that the reason why Master Fang did not leave was not because of me, but because he was entrusted by others.
It was the last night of the agreement with the owner of the cemetery, and I had just returned from the cemetery, and I was so tired that I lay on the bed, thinking carefully about what had happened in the past half a month. The torture of the past half a month finally said goodbye to me, and from then on I was able to return to my normal life, return to the factory and continue to work, and work hard for my future life.
Thinking about it, I don't know when I closed my heavy eyelids and fell into a sweet and beautiful dream. In my dream, I became a local tyrant on the rich side! I drove back to the dilapidated village in a brand-new coupe, and I was greeted by countless friendly and familiar villagers, and I saw jealousy and envy in their eyes. At the end of the crowd, it was none other than my parents, who had been ravaged by the vicissitudes of time, and their eyes were filled with tears of excitement at the moment.
I stopped running and opened the door. He took out a bunch of expensive nutritional supplements from the car with both hands, walked slowly to his parents, and said proudly and softly: "Mom and Dad! My son is finally getting a chance!"
As soon as my words fell, the tears in the eyes of my parents in front of me could no longer withstand the gravitational pull of the earth, and they overflowed from their eye sockets and fell straight to the ground, hitting the small flying dust on the yellow mud paved road and scattering it everywhere.
Seeing this, I won't say anything more. Put down the nutrition in your hand and take out the wallet from your pocket. Looking at the thick stack of red bills inside, I took out all of them, handed them to my parents, and said, "Mom and Dad, from now on, you don't have to work in the fields anymore, we have money, just buy what we lack!"
However, just as my parents were about to take over the speculation in my hand, my hand was uncontrollably loosened, causing all the banknotes in my hand to fall to the ground, and then slowly disappear, just like the scene when Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie went to steal ginseng fruit in Journey to the West. When the banknote falls into the ground, it also makes a very crisp 'clang' metal sound.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but let out a cry of grief. It's all the money I earned with my blood and sweat, and it disappeared so inexplicably, and it would be a lie to say that it didn't hurt my heart. At that moment, I was bending over and squatting on the ground, pulling the yellow mud ground with both hands, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't leave a trace on the yellow mud road. It's as if I'm not digging a yellow mud road, but a hard asphalt road.
As I dug faster and faster, the beads of sweat on my head became more and more anxious and fell from the door of my head and fell to the ground. Immediately afterward, everything in front of me slowly began to blur.
Until the heavy eyelids opened again, and saw the black patch on the top of the ceiling. I finally came to my senses, wiped the sweat from my head, and muttered to myself, "It's really a dream!"
It's not that much of a dream like this for me to have. As an ordinary person, I firmly believe that everyone has a lot of great and unrealistic pictures in their hearts. For example, to become a big hero admired by thousands of people, or to return to his hometown in fine clothes, so that his parents at home will no longer be snubbed by others.
Alas! If it wasn't a dream, it was true, how nice it would be! Sighing to myself, I lay in bed again, perhaps having just woken up from a dream, and I was not so sleepy. After a few minutes or so of thinking with my eyes wide open, there seemed to be a sound of gongs in my ears.
At first I thought it was a hallucination I had just before I fell asleep, but as the sound of the gong became clearer, I knew it wasn't my hallucination, but something might be going on in the village.
Why am I so sure? At the beginning of the 21 st century, although the country's economy has made great progress and science and technology have gradually moved to the homes of ordinary people, there is no such phenomenon as it is very common. Many remote mountain villages have not yet been able to enjoy the tremendous changes that technology has brought to human life. In such a mountain village, there is usually only one landline telephone in the entire village. Generally, the location of the fixed telephone is either the village chief or the village party secretary, and this is still the benefit brought by the national policy.
Houses in the countryside are not as close to each other as they are in the towns. In the countryside, the distance from one house to the other is only more than ten or twenty meters, which is already very close. So, as soon as something urgent happens in the village. Everyone used the old way, which was to beat gongs and drums, and then shout at the top of their voices.
It's just that now the villages with conditions have been equipped with loudspeakers, and the whole village can hear anything as long as you howl in front of the microphone. That's how my old village is now. But obviously, Xiao Ke's village does not seem to have such economic conditions.
I was so determined to get out of bed and get dressed. Leave a wooden window through the attic and look out. In the originally dark village, clusters of torches with flames were converging towards a certain place from all directions. It seems that this place is the reason for the sound of the gong, and if you listen closely, you can even hear someone talking loudly.
Something? Muttering to myself, I immediately walked down from the attic. Looking at the electric lights in the living room of Xiao Ke's house, I guessed that Xiao Ke's parents might have gotten up and rushed to the scene of the incident. After all, they are all from the village, how can they stay at home if something happens?
Originally, I was planning to call Master Fang with me, but after thinking about it, Master Fang was busy all day, and finally had a break, so don't disturb his rest!
Feeling dark, I finally arrived at the scene of the incident. Although the summer night is not so dark, the moonless night is still not so easy to walk. What's more, the road is still a bumpy road paved with yellow mud in the countryside, and it is fortunate that you haven't fallen down once or twice to gnaw on the yellow mud.
Coming to the place of the incident and witnessing everything in front of you can be described as a sea of people. The fire that spread all over the mountains glowed faintly, dispelling the darkness around them. The crowd formed a large circle with each other, bowing their heads and whispering to their acquaintances. This usually happens when there is a major festival in the village that needs to be celebrated.
But obviously, what I saw before me wasn't celebrating what everyone was all about. Not to mention the sound of gongs I heard earlier, I had never heard the villagers mention any group activities during the few days I had been in the village. What's more, the faces of the crowd didn't seem to show any joy, more anger and regret.
Because the crowd formed a large circle with three layers inside and three layers outside, I was only a little more than one meter and seven points tall, and I couldn't look at the scene in the circle through the head in front of me. Therefore, he could only listen honestly and seriously to the conversation of the villagers in front of him.
"Alas! Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! Lao Ke did this out of the heart of a parent!"
"No matter how much out of fatherly love, you can't do such a ridiculous thing! You see that the whole village in the next village has come to ask for the law, do you say we should help or not!"
"What are you talking about! What should not be helped! I tell you, no matter what Lao Ke does, it doesn't matter who is in our village! As long as someone wants to bully the people in our village, we can't let them go!"
"That's it!"
Listening to the conversation of several villagers, I was confused. What is this? I didn't know exactly what was going on, but I was able to figure out that the people on the three floors and the outer three floors in front of me were from two different villages. It's no wonder I don't think I've seen so many people in the village on a daily basis, so many people suddenly appeared.
It doesn't matter how many people there are in front of them and where they come from. But they are gathered here, most likely to deal with some kind of dispute. Didn't you listen to what the villagers just said, not to mention that those guys still have sharp weapons in their hands that usually work in the fields, such as hoes and sickles, which are all trivial. Vaguely, I also saw someone holding a two-toothed nail rake, which is familiar to anyone who has lived in the countryside, and that guy is used to pull the manure that has accumulated for a long time from pigs, cattle and other livestock. can be used for multiple purposes, and that guy is also a talent.
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