No one cared about the mood of the villagers after the sleeping pills were removed, although the feelings of loss, confusion, pain, emptiness, etc., were all threatened

their health and life.

This is the place where a psychiatrist is needed the most, but there is no psychiatrist.

What else do you need a psychiatrist for? Isn't that an extra move?

In the minds of 99 percent of officials, the grass people have no heart and liver, and naturally they will not suffer from any mental illness.

There's food, clothing, a decent house to live in, what's not to be satisfied with? You don't want to be a pig who is content with the status quo, that's your own business.

Therefore, when the suburban resettlement areas are full of gloom and miser, the song and dance halls in the city are full of laughter and laughter, and full of donkeys and horses that think they are better than professional singers.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was used to living a quiet life, and he felt very uncomfortable with the place where the lights were bright and the wine was green, singing and dancing, but in order to find the intestine-pumping ghost Meng Haodong and the three female ghosts, he almost searched the whole city.

The big evil ghosts with lofty ambitions are not in the county, and there are a lot of dirty ghosts lurking in the corners of the county-manipulating those red men and green women, and doing many ambiguous and dirty things.

The poor ghost was depressed and drifted into the largest and most high-sounding song and dance hall in the county, and did not find the intestine-pumping ghost and the three female ghosts, but he saw the most high-sounding officialdom dignitaries in the county, and they all raised their glasses there to celebrate.

After coaxing and deceiving the villagers into the resettlement area on the outskirts of the city, the officialdom dignitaries felt that they had done a great job, and they had worked hard and drank unscrupulously - there was a double guard at the door, and all the unidentified guests in the hall were "invited" out, and the wealthy businessmen with a net worth of hundreds of millions paid for the treats, so what reason was there not to be happy?

The poor ghost watched as the officials took off their masks, and all of them were full of ugliness, telling their intrigues and tricks vividly, and anger rose in his heart.

Oh, the relocation of Yanhuang Village is not a deliberate decision of the top government, but the local power is controlled by businessmen with big money, and it is just a trend of profit.

What is to develop the economy of the whole people and what is to improve the people's lives is all high-sounding fart, and it is all a black-box operation carried out without the knowledge of the good people.

"Ah, you gang of treacherous brutes, hiding from the world, filling up your pockets, playing with power, ignoring the people's livelihood and interests, you will eventually dig your own grave. If you deceive your subordinates like this, you will only do the demons of hell a great favor. ”

The poor ghost muttered hatefully, secretly lucked his ghost power, and punished him slightly—

The "top leaders" of dozens of departments, together with the big bosses behind the scenes, involuntarily grabbed a bottle of high-end wine worth 1,000 yuan, drank a few sips, and then chased and threw it without asking any questions......

In an instant, in the high-sounding song and dance hall, the wine bottles were shattered, the ghosts cried wolves, and the dancing was fierce, and there was an unprecedented wonderful scene.

"Phew, I'm not going crazy with you!" the poor ghost left the dance hall, "Dirty man, there will be a cleaner to clean it!"

Alas, gut-pumping ghost, where the hell have you taken them, and if you fool my sweetheart with clever words, I guarantee that your bowels will be full of holes!

If you're not in the city, you must have returned to Jade Emperor Village.

The poor dead ghost sighed for a long time, and instead of continuing to float in the void, he landed on the road leading to Jade Emperor Village, and walked silently.

In his previous life, he had never rushed to or gone for anything, but now that he is in the ghost world, he doesn't need to be as busy as a human being, spinning in suffering.

Walking like this, the poor ghost not only wants to relax his tired body and mind, but also hopes to inadvertently run into the intestine pumping ghost.

However, instead of encountering the intestinal ghost and the three female ghosts, I met an old couple in their seventies and eighties with white beards.

The old couple escaped from the immigration area, under the pretext that they wanted to go into the city to buy some daily necessities, but they avoided the noisy traffic of vehicles and people, and walked alone to the road leading to the countryside - the vehicles came and went in the middle of the road, and the old couple walked lonely and desolate beside the road shrouded in night.

The poor ghost could see at a glance that it was a villager who had fled to Yuhuang Village, or he had appeared, quietly approached, and accosted: "Uncle, auntie, where are you going? I'm so poor that I don't have a fare, so I'll go all the way with you!"

The old couple was a little surprised to see the strange appearance of the poor dead ghost in a hazy way, and the old man said: "The young people nowadays are dressed strangely, which makes me a little scared. You...... Your hair is too long, and it should be cut. ”

"Yes," the poor ghost nodded in agreement, "and when you have money, you will go and ask for a haircut." ”

"You don't need to spend money indiscriminately, just find a pair of scissors and scissors. The old woman was so tired that she was panting, and she thumped her backhand and said, "I think you have a familiar young accent, and it reminds me of a person." ”

"Oh, is that the case?" asked the poor ghost, "It's boring to walk quietly, auntie, tell me, who do you think of?"

The old man hurriedly said, "The tone of your voice reminds me of Mao Changsheng, an old bachelor in Yuhuang Village. Alas, but ...... But he has been dead for years. ”

"Oh, that's it. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was puzzled and asked, "Mao Changsheng, what kind of person is that?"

"Alas, old man, don't mention Mao Changsheng," said the old woman uneasily, "and I am very frightened when I walk at night and mention the dead. ”

As he spoke, he pulled into the corner of the old man's clothes.

The old man simply took the old woman's hand, trembling, and staggered, but his temperament was hard, and he said hoarsely: "We are both dying people, what are we afraid of? Talk about that idler, and you can be less bored." ”

"Yes!" the poor ghost echoed and comforted, "Uncle and aunt are strong, and they are good people who can be seen at a glance, and they will live a hundred years." ”

"Don't say anything about living a long life," the old man said sadly, "the last wish of me and this wife is to return to the Jade Emperor Village, and after death, we can be buried in a coffin and buried in the earth." Seeing that you are also a good old man, I will tell you the truth: as long as my wife and I escape back to Yuhuang Village, we will each lie down in the coffin that the two of them prepared many years ago, and then eat rat poison for a hundred years. ”

The poor dead ghost sighed and said, "It's better to die than to live, and life in the city is not bad! You are from Yuhuang Village, and the villagers who have been relocated are not from Yanhuang Village?"

"The older generation, called that village Yuhuang Village, and later a Mr. alias became the village head, reported the materials, and wrote Yuhuang Village as Yanhuang Village, and everyone will be wrong, so they will continue to call Yanhuang Village. The old man stubbornly snorted coldly and said, "The houses in the immigration area are good, and the future life will be good, but I am not rare, I only like to live in the country freely." The government could force us to relocate, trick us into being dragged to the city after getting a sleeping injection, but when we woke up, my wife and I still had to go back. Do you know the ants hiding in hollow dry wood? would rather be burned to ashes than flee from that home. ”

There are many stubborn people among the villagers, but this old couple is obviously the outstanding among the stubborn villagers.

The poor ghost felt sad, and could not help but be in awe, and exhorted: "The plan may change, the uncle and aunt don't have to be too stubborn, don't have the idea of committing suicide, the future life will only get better and better, not worse." ”

"A few more bad old men like me die, and maybe the government's plans will change. In order to prevent future generations from being degraded by sitting back and enjoying their success, I still hope that they can answer Yuhuang Village, go and support themselves. The old man spoke slowly, with a few asthma sounds from time to time, but his attitude was very firm, "Born in sorrow and died in peace, the teachings of the ancients cannot be forgotten." For the sake of our children and grandchildren, my wife and I have no choice. ”

"Don't be short-sighted. When the poor ghost saw that the old couple looked like they loved each other and regarded death as home, he was full of compassion and tried his best to persuade him, "Difficulties will always be over." Uncle and aunt still have a lot of self-cherishment. What's the matter with that Mao Changsheng you're talking about?"

"If you like to hear it, it doesn't hurt to talk about it. The old man said, "Mao Changsheng is a bachelor and idler in our Yuhuang Village, his family was good in the past, and his parents provided him with high school. However, when I returned to the countryside, I could speak well, but I couldn't do it. Gradually, the days became more and more shabby, and although there were large areas of good land, they were not cultivated, and they were overgrown with barren artemisia and wild grasses. Later, he was simply destitute, drank too much wine in the poverty intersection, and died of stomach hemorrhage and cerebral hemorrhage. ”

The poor ghost was ashamed and uneasy, but he said, "Such a lazy man deserves to die." Asked: "Your village has always been called Yuhuang Village, or has it been renamed?"

"The name has been changed, it was originally called Yanhuang Village," the old man said angrily, "Those mongrel village leaders don't know what the hell they are doing, and when they reported the name of the village for a while, they couldn't think of the word Yan, so they wrote it into a jade character, and Yuhuang Village was called from this." ”

I see, the poor ghost was full of sorrow, and then he was convinced that Yuhuang Village was his hometown in his previous life, and he also understood that Mao Changsheng that the old couple said was the poor ghost now.

"I disappointed my parents and fellow villagers when I was alive, and now I have done something interesting for my parents and fellow villagers. The poor ghost thought to himself, and saw that the old couple and wife were really slow to walk, so they went on like this, and even if they walked until tomorrow, they would not be able to reach Yanhuang Village, so they asked, "Uncle and aunt, are you two willing to take a ride?"

"Alas, we were in a hurry, and we had a few hundred dollars at home, wrapped in pieces of cloth and stuffed in a hole in the wall, and now we were penniless. The old man lamented, "In this era, if there is no money, who will let you take a free car?" Let's walk slowly, although the road is far away, and we are old and frail, but as long as we keep walking, we will always go to our hometown." ”

"Don't worry, my nephew is a good guy and will let you make a free car. The poor ghost smiled, saw a luxury car next to him speeding forward, secretly used the ghost power, and shouted: "Good nephew, come and send this uncle and aunt to Yuhuang Village." ”

The speeding car stopped suddenly, and a middle-aged man who was much older than the poor ghost opened the car door in a trance, welcomed the old couple into the luxury car in a trance, and then galloped again silently.

The poor ghost sat in the passenger seat, looked at the grateful old husband and wife in the back seat, clicked the horn, clicked the music player, and an old song immediately sang: "I was born in a small mountain village, where my father and old folks ......"