Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Past of the Stars
The words of this female teacher made my heart warm. I nodded, and said in my heart, it would be good to end it this way, and since she had found out in her conscience and knew to make up for her mistakes, there was nothing more to say.
"Master, do you want to go to the hospital?" I asked.
"Yes, Master." Xiang Feng also said.
The master looked a little tired and pale, but he looked at us lovingly, smiled slightly, and shook his head.
"No need to go, it's out of the way."
"I'll go and light the stove and make you some porridge to drink..."
With that, the female teacher got up and got out of bed and walked outside.
I also stood up, glanced out the window, and then looked at the time.
"I'm going to find Uncle Yang, Yuxin, and Morning Star, the three of them..."I said, "Master, let's sleep for a while." ”
"Hmm..."
Master nodded, he was tired and wounded, and he fell asleep as soon as he leaned against the bed.
"Handsome, you can sleep for a while," I whispered.
"Shhh
Xiang Feng made a silent gesture to me, signaling me not to disturb Master's sleep, and then, shaking his head, looking left and right, picked up the coat on the bed, and gently covered Master. Xiang Feng has always been relatively silent, and his personality is quite cold, but he didn't expect to have such a warm side. I smiled at him and headed outside.
Although there was sun and no wind, the air was still very cold. The sun shone on his body, like a layer of ice water. On the playground of Jinshan Primary School, last night's table has not been removed, and the leftovers and oil and water in the bowl have been frozen and solidified into paste, and the ground is a mess, full of vegetable stars and leftover bones.
As soon as I came to the school gate, I met Uncle Yang, Morning Star, and Yu Xin.
"Ah Leng!"
"Ah Leng!"
"Xiao Leng!"
The three of them cheered at the same time when they saw that it was me, and then stared up and down at me.
"Look... Hehe, what are you looking at..."I scratched my head and laughed, "Don't you know?" ”
Yang Shujun smiled, pointed at me, and said in a cohesive manner, "Look, I'm not wrong, you guys are very cold-looking, how can there be anything?" ”
Yuxin pouted at her, and Morning Star rubbed her eyes.
"Got frozen last night, didn't you?" I asked Morningstar.
Morningstar smiled and shook his head.
"What about you, are you frozen?" I asked Yuxin again.
"It's okay..."Yu Xin tilted her head at me, "Who knows if you are really kind or fake, if you are really kind, take off your coat for me to wear..."
I smiled and said, "Okay..."
"Don't take it off, tease you..."Yu Xin snorted, grabbed Morning Star's arm, and grimaced at me.
"Sensei worried, with Uncle Ben here, how can they freeze them?" Yang Shujun lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
"Master and Ah Feng, are you okay?" Morningstar asked.
"It's okay, it's just that Master is a little injured..."
The three of them frowned at the same time, "What's going on?!" ”
"Xiao Leng, what the hell was that last night?" Yang Shujun asked.
"It's Accountant Wang...", I stared at the distant sky and said faintly.
Yuxin and Morning Star glanced at each other.
"Accountant Wang of the brick kiln factory?" Yuxin asked.
"Hmm..."
I nodded, and recounted last night's experience as it was. After listening, the three of them were stunned for a while.
"It turns out..."Yu Xin said, "This female teacher is Accountant Wang's lover, before Brother Wang (Boss Wang) died, before the brick kiln factory was released, I heard that Accountant Wang had a lover, but he rarely took it to the factory, and I went to the factory less often, so I never saw it, but I didn't expect it to be her..."
"Retribution... Retribution..."Yang Shujun sighed and shook his head.
"It's so pitiful...," Morningstar whispered, and by 'pitiful' she meant Accountant Wang.
"Yuxin."
"Huh?"
"Father," I muttered, "what business did you do before you got sick, do you know?" ”
"I don't know much," Yuxin shook her head.
I frowned slightly, "Aren't you friends with Xiaoqing?" ”
"Sister Qing and I only know each other..."Yu Xin snapped her fingers, "It's only been less than two years, when I met her, his father had been paralyzed in bed for a long time, but he was quite conscious at that time, not as serious as now..."
"Didn't you ask Xiaoqing?"
Yu Xin smiled, "I asked, but do you think it's useful to ask Sister Qing?" ”
"Ha, that's right, Xiao Qingzi's heartless and lungless, her head is full of paste, just like a certain uncle, she only knows how to eat..."
"Hey, his grandmother's..."Yang Shujun scolded with a smile.
"You guy, that's what you say, Sister Qing..."Morningstar glared at me and whispered.
I spread my hands and smiled, "Facts." Then he asked, "Uncle Yang, don't you know what business Old Man Yang used to do?" ”
Yang Shujun shook his head, "You don't know, I haven't been in touch with my cousin for many years, and that's when he came to my house in Hebei once..."
"Sister Qing said..."Yu Xin said, "Her father is in business, and she doesn't know what kind of business it is, only that his father often runs around, such as Beijing and other places." ”
"Hmm..."I said in my heart, even Xiaoqing doesn't know what business to do, it seems that this old man Yang is very likely to be in league with Wan Jinshan, engaged in tomb robbery and reselling antiques, I pondered in my heart, and asked casually, "Where else does he go besides Beijing?" ”
"Also go... Sichuan bar... It seems that Guangdong is also going..."
"Guangdong?" I was stunned and looked at the morning star. Because I suddenly thought of Morningstar's father, and her stepfather...
Chenxing is a Manchu Zhenghuangqi people, a descendant of the Yehenara clan, her full name is Nalan Chenxing, in the generation of her great-grandfather Nalan Yunkong, she moved to Guangdong for various reasons, experienced bandits, famine, war, and the gradual decline of the family, her grandfather Nalan Renyi, spent the second half of his life in poverty. It wasn't until later that Morningstar's family began to improve, Morningstar's father Nalan Yuanying and Morningstar's father-in-law Xiao Shan, who were engaged in the tomb robbery industry back then...
Later, Xiao Shan killed Nalan Yuanying, plotted to seize his property, and took the young Morning Star to Guangdong... In the end, Xiao Shan did many injustices and was buried in the tulou. Although Nalan Yuanying has robbed the tomb, he is a very good person, I have never seen him in my lifetime, but after his death, I had a yin and yang friendship with him, it was in a dreamlike situation, in order to save the morning star, Nalan Yuanying's soul was scattered... (This past was novelized by me and written into "Funeral Legends")
"What's wrong, A-Leng?" Morningstar asked suspiciously.
"Huh? I turned my head, tears still falling, and hurriedly wiped it with my hand, "It's nothing..."
When I think of Nalan Yuanying, my heart hurts and hurts, and at the same time, I have an indescribable pity for Morning Star.
"I don't know what came to mind, and then I cried when I looked at you..."Yu Xin said.
"Stupid guy, come, wipe your eyes...", Morningstar pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to me, whispering softly.
"Hehe, it's okay..."
"Xiao Leng, I think you should simply emigrate, such two good sisters, neither of them is either, both of them are married..."Yang Shujun said.
"Well, okay..."I nodded, sniffled, and said with a smile, "Immigrant, when the time comes, I will marry Uncle Yang too." ”
"Okay...," Yang Shujun said with a smile, "Move to a good place, don't move to Africa, and the key is to have good food..."
"Uncle, how are you doing it?" The two girls said at the same time.
Yang Shujun smiled, wrapped in a military coat, looked up at the sky, and said, "Don't blow the wind here, let's go in the house for a while, these two girls didn't sleep all night last night, uncle, I coaxed this and that, and I have to take care of the fire and help them block the wind, this hard work, Xiao Leng also worked hard last night, go, sleep for a while..."
When I slept until noon, I woke up, Master and they had already woken up, Xiang Feng was kicking tree branches in the yard to practice, Yang Shujun squatted next to him and smoked, with a smile on his face, and he looked at it with relish. Yuxin and Morning Star, like little girls, were chattering under the eaves to help the female teacher cook.
"Master, Wan Jinshan used the village chief and the female teacher as bait to lure Accountant Wang to the west of the village, and then trapped him, which means that there must be something strange in the west of the village, and if there is evil in this village, it may be in the west of the village..."
Master's complexion looked much better, and he listened to my words, did not answer, and pondered silently.
"Master..."Xiang Feng took the towel handed by Yang Shujun and wiped the sweat on his head, "After dinner, Ah Leng and I can go to the west of the village to investigate, you can rest." ”
"And me..."Yang Shujun said, "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Feng is right, you rest, alas, you are too good-hearted, living people, let the dead ghosts collide, just think about it can scare people to pee their pants, you dare to do this kind of thing..."
Master smiled slightly, "I don't care anymore, let's go together later." ”
I wanted to speak again, but Master waved his hand at me. At this time, several villagers probed their brains and walked into the courtyard tremblingly, led by the middle-aged man Yu Laosi.
"Big... Guru... You didn't... You okay? ”
"Fourth Brother Yu is here, we're fine, come, smoke a cigarette."
"No, no, no... That thing that came to school last night..."
"Don't worry, I've sent it away, and I won't come back again." Master said.
Several villagers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"That's really thank you, master..."Yu Laosi wiped the sweat from his head and looked left and right, "Let's go, let's go to my house for dinner." ”
"Don't bother the fourth brother..."The master pointed to the distance, "Our meal is almost ready, I have something I want to ask you..."
"You say, you say!"
"You Murakami," Master said, "have you ever died unexpectedly in recent years?" ”
"Accidental death?" Yu Laosi was stunned, "It's just... As long as you go out to work or do business, you will have an accident..."
"No, it's not this, I mean dying in an accident."
"No," Yu Lao Si thought for a while, "No, there were a lot of accidents, but no one died." ”
"Hmm." Master nodded, "By the way, Fourth Brother Yu..."
"What?" Yu Lao Si asked.
Master pointed with his finger, "Has anything strange happened to the west of your village?" ”
"West of the village?" Yu Laosi stood on tiptoe and looked, then looked at the master, "The cemetery in our village is over there." ”
"Graveyard?" I asked.
"Ah, yes, isn't there a path in the west of the village, and after that path, not far west is the cemetery, where people in our village are buried when they die..."