Yang Tianyuan sighed silently in his heart: "This family is really good, help me Zhang Luo marry a daughter-in-law for the sake of our Yang family's kindness in the past, good people, good people!" He lowered his head and blushed and said, "Auntie, I'm ...... right now I have nothing left, and I can only starve with my daughter-in-law. ”

"No, how could it be?" The woman shook her head with a smile and muttered to herself: "Marrying into the Yang family is a blessing that Meizi has cultivated for several lifetimes. ”

"Auntie, which girl are you talking about?" No matter how fucking a man wears pants, he thinks about spring.

"How's Shuimei?"

"Very good."

"She's been sixteen years old for several years, and she hasn't looked for her in-laws yet, do you like it, Young Master Bao?"

"Well, uh, alas, this ......"

"The young man is still twisting and pinching, nodding if he likes it, if her father knows that Shui Mei is married to the Yang family, he may be so happy."

"Where's her father?"

"I became a soldier, and I still haven't come back to see our mother." The woman sighed as she spoke.

Yang Tianyuan didn't dare to ask more, for fear of arousing the woman's sadness, his parents taught him from a young age to stop at the point, not to be frivolous, and to get to the bottom of it. After washing his face, the woman forced him to take a bath, and locked Shuimei in the room to serve, which made Yang Tianyuan extremely embarrassed.

Shuimei is not restrained at all.

On the contrary, Yang Tianyuan twisted like a big girl.

In the Republic of China, men are getting married at the age of 28, and women are getting married at the age of 27.

Yang Tianyuan soaked in the hot water, closed his eyes comfortably, Shui Mei scrubbed hard for him, Yang Tianyuan thought: "Her mother must be very happy Shui Mei to marry me to do this, Lao Tzu is penniless is by no means greedy for money, he must have taken a fancy to Lao Tzu's character." Yang Tianyuan fantasized in a daze that after marrying Shuimei, he would give birth to a fat boy, break a few acres of land, and look forward to a beautiful blueprint, and couldn't help laughing.

"Young Master Bao, how is Shui Mei?"

"Okay, Shuimei is the best girl in the world."

"Would you like to marry her?"

"Mother, what are you talking about, I want to guard my mother for the rest of my life and not marry."

"Let's keep it together, okay?"

"Young Master Bao, if you are willing, we will have a happy event today, and we will enter the cave room at night, at first glance?"

Shuimei's face was as red as an apple, pink peach lips, and her big eyes looked better. Yang Tianyuan said in his heart: "Beauty, what's wrong with leaving a daughter-in-law for nothing, people beg me to marry, and Lao Tzu is a poor bastard, why don't you agree." He shouted vigorously at the top of his voice: "Yes, I do!" ”

The happy event is extremely simple, Shui Mei Niang killed an old hen, washed and peeled it, and stewed it in a big pot with the turf. There are no red candles, no new clothes, no matchmaker red sedan chairs, and no relatives and friends. Shui Mei's father has been a soldier for many years and has not returned, and the two of them depend on each other, Yang Tianyuan pondered: "Lao Tzu is married to add men, and they must be allowed to live a good life." ”

In the old days, in order to avoid the scourge of war, there were many people who hid in the deep mountains and old forests.

In the nineties of the last century, a traveler found a human habitation in the depths of the mountain, and when he saw the living people, he asked: "Has the devil left, can you catch the strong man?" ”

The three of them sat on the kang and ate the chicken, Yang Tianyuan and Shuimei kowtowed three times, even if they officially passed the door. It's like an upside-down door, it's more like a dream, Yang Tianyuan can't manage it so much, it's good or bad to settle down. There is nothing more proud of life than when the gold list is titled, and when the candles are spent in the cave room. The title of the gold list of the Republic of China is gone, and the spring rain is a little shabby, but it is extremely beautiful. The stomach is full, the beauty is there, and all the troubles are left behind.

Midnight.

Yang Tianyuan wanted to go to the toilet, but he was afraid of waking up his sleeping daughter-in-law, so he tiptoed up.

There are no latrines in the yard.

Yang Tianyuan casually found a place to solve it.

Suddenly, Yang Tianyuan felt that his breath was leaking with urine, rolling down, urine and blood were the same. Yang Tianyuan was shocked, squatted down and took a closer look at the blood, he panicked, and said in his heart: "Lao Tzu's good days have just begun, why do you urinate blood, you can't lose your kidneys!" Worried, he returned to the house with his pants up, lying beside his daughter-in-law, thinking about it, grabbing the pillow and pinching the quilt.

When I touched Shui Mei's body, I only felt cold all over, and then I looked at Shui Mei and lost her breath.

"Mother-in-law, wake up, Shuimei is out of gas!"

Where anyone responded, the place where the mother-in-law slept with them was blocked by a half-man-high earthen wall. Yang Tianyuan walked over and pushed it, knowing that her body was also cold to the bone, and she died early, Yang Tianyuan secretly shouted: "It's not good, it's bad, are the two of them eating to death if they didn't eat the right thing." "I'm going to bury them both. At this moment, a bright moonlight streaked by, and I saw two dry bones lying in the northwest corner.

It doesn't matter if Yang Tianyuan doesn't look at it, this look is not light, and the clothes on the dry bones are exactly the same as Shuimei's mother and daughter. When he turned around and looked again, there was no one on the bed, Yang Tianyuan was shocked, and said in his heart: "It's not that they are already dead, and the ghosts have changed!" "My scalp was numb and I sat on the ground.

"Son-in-law, are you sitting on the ground?"

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you?"

"It's cold on the ground, go to bed."

The lamp in the room was lit without fire, and the chicken blood on Shui Mei's mouth was still there, sitting at the head of the bed and looking at Yang Tianyuan in a daze, her face was not the original color. The mother-in-law's face turned green in the light, and Yang Tianyuan pointed to the bone and asked, "Who is this?" Who are you? Have you ...... already?"

"Virtuous son-in-law, what are you afraid of? We are dead, aren't you dead too? ”

"Fart, you're dead."

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you? Don't you want a plum? Shui Mei covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

"Virtuous son-in-law, we are a family after we get married, do you want to regret it?"

At this time, Yang Tianyuan confirmed that they were not people, and suddenly recalled the sentence "Meizi has been sixteen years old for several years", and a chill came from head to toe. He was just blindly happy, and he didn't think about anything. In novels with strange and strange stories, it is often said that female ghosts suck the essence of men, and in the long run, the skin is close to the bones, and the seven orifices are blackened. Yang Tianyuan was still hesitant there, and hurriedly rushed out of the house, running faster than a rabbit.

The sky sounded all over the field: "Xianggong, don't leave the water plum......"

A man with a back pocket walked up the hill at night, his cheeks emaciated and his hair unkempt. Yang Tianyuan passed by him, and the man was shocked and shouted, "Child, what are you running?" Yang Tianyuan was also kind-hearted, and persuaded while running: "Uncle, there are ghosts on the mountain, run!" ”

"Stop!"

"Don't go up the mountain, there are ghosts up there, they eat men."

"Son, you've become a walking corpse, where is the blood on your body?"

"I volunteered."

When the Taoist priest asked Yang Tianyuan to invite Taoren, he said that he would lend him half of his life, and Yang Tianyuan borrowed it, and felt that there was no pity. The person in front of him called him the walking dead, Yang Tianyuan was stunned, and said in his heart: "Does he know spells, and he sees something in me?" "I am afraid that the man is also a ghost, and he does not get too close, and shouts from a distance.

Du Muqing smiled and said, "He lost his blood, and there is no difference between him and the walking dead." ”

Song Peng said strangely: "I didn't find it, I didn't find it at all, Bao Ye's grandson usually doesn't talk much, but I didn't expect to tell the story with edges and corners, okay, I'm out of school!" Ping Sigui straightened up and said: "The protagonist's name is Yang Tianyuan, Bao Ye, is it your ancestor's business?" ”

Fat Mao laughed, patted the table and said, "Do you still need to ask, it's not his family, can it be your family?" Past harms, past harms, Bao Ye, your family really has a lot of goods, ghosts, and leather rolls, more than my family opened bones to buy and sell things. ”

The words are brought out casually.

Du Muqing was suspicious in her heart, she looked at Bao Yuan with a solemn face and asked, "Do you make antiques?" ”

To be honest, in the face of this situation, Bao Yuanzhen didn't know how to deal with it, and he couldn't say arrogantly that Lao Tzu was a tomb robber, and if this thing was said, it would not be a fulfillment of Du Mumuqing's judgment that day, saying that he was about to get into danger. Bao Yuan really liked this little girl from the bottom of his heart, and thought: "Lao Tzu just thought about this and set the intention policy, after all, it was not implemented, and it didn't make much sense to say it." ”

Before he could nod.

Du Muqing casually put a few hundred yuan on the table, got up and walked out.

Bao Yuan was dumbfounded, and said in his heart: "Lao Tzu didn't say anything, at first glance her mother has such a big temper?" While thinking about it, Song Peng said while pushing: "What are you still doing, chase, chase!" Bao Yuan's head was mushy and walked out.

Du Muqing stood at the door.

On the side of the road was a man leaning against a maserati with a big beautiful woman in her arm.

Who is it if it's not Sang Lili?

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