After tossing for so long, when we returned to the village from the pond, it was dawn, and an old lady was selling soy milk at a trembling stall on the street corner. Zhang Tianshi is back from reincarnation!

The old lady's voice was very clear, so shouting, there was a bang, the whole alley was like a flood, and many people came out, and they surrounded us in an instant: Have you cleaned up the harm?

Can we walk at night now?

What the hell is that, and why is it harmful?

I coughed to silence them, and then asked them, "Tell me first, who is the woman who died in the pumping pond?"

As soon as I said this, the villagers who were bustling and indignant were as if they had been struck by lightning, and they instantly fell silent.

The little fat man observed his words and smacked his tongue secretly: Good girl, did you really kill someone? Could it be that this ghost county is the same as Sun Erniang's black shop, killing people to make steamed buns and sausages?

As he spoke, he looked at the long hand, the string of sausages on the neck of the long hand had been eaten, and he was holding his neck for a look, probably thinking about when to get another string to hang, and he didn't pay attention to the little fat man's gaze.

When the villagers heard the little fat man's words, their expressions became more and more unnatural, and they wanted to speak, but they hesitated a little, and finally, an old lady whispered to the old lady next to her: Isn't it, what happened in the past 20 years?

The second old lady also had an awkward expression, peeked at me, and lowered her voice: No

I heard it a long time ago, and immediately said: That's right, the time is right, it was the incident more than 20 years ago, I can tell you, plant good causes, get good results, plant evil causes, there is retribution, no one should be lucky, thinking that no one knows, it is equivalent to not being born, to tell you the truth, now, the time to turn over the old accounts has come.

The women in the ghost pond are almost all of marriageable age, but they are not all in their twenties.

As soon as they heard what I said, many villagers were smart, but you look at me, I look at you, and they still don't say anything, as if they hesitate whether to say this thing or not.

The old lady who sold soy milk had already spread out the table, so I sat down with their long hands and asked for a few bowls of soy milk with fried dough sticks and egg dumplings.

The villagers looked at me a little at ease, and the old lady who sold soy milk was also stunned, so she hurriedly turned around and prepared food for us.

I sat down, and stretched out my hand with Luo Xiaomei, Luo Xiaomei felt like a mirror in her heart, and immediately took out the small gold lock that she picked up from the ghost pond, I slapped the small gold lock on the table, and said: Whose family is this, now, you can come and claim it.

They all craned their necks to look at the little golden lock.

The small gold lock is engraved with a unicorn send, which is a very traditional pattern to keep the child safe and prevent premature death.

This kind of small golden lock, there is a difference between men and women, the boy's golden lock, holding a fish in his hand, and the girl's golden lock, holding a lotus flower in his hand.

The child on the golden lock is holding a large handful of lotus flowers in his hand.

The old lady who sold soy milk was anxious to give me soy milk, and when she saw the little golden lock with a wrong eye, her hand trembled, and the blue and white bowl fell directly to the ground, broken into several pieces, and the hot soy milk splashed her leg, she didn't bother to wipe it, she grabbed a step and came up, a pair of eyes stared directly at the golden lock, and looked at me in a daze: Where did you get this one?

Luo Xiaomei saw that the old lady was so nervous, and rushed to say: Of course, it was snatched from the female ghost who took away the young man!

The old lady trembled, and she couldn't stand still, so she didn't sit in a cauldron full of soy milk, but fortunately, my eyes were quick and I pulled the old lady away.

The old lady's chest rose and fell violently, and she gasped for a while, and she cried out in her throat: My miserable baby

This sound, not to mention how poignant it is, is simply sad for those who hear it and tears for those who see it.

The rest of the locals knew what was going on, and several women crushed their tears as they accompanied them.

I knew for sure that it was exactly what I had guessed.

The little fat man didn't understand, so he hurriedly asked: Do you know the owner of the little golden lock? It's from your village, who is it?

The old lady who sold soy milk couldn't cry, or Luo Xiaomei had the experience of fainting, and went up to rub and rub the old lady, all the operations, and someone knew the inside story, so she whispered: Yes, it is the old lady's little granddaughter who has never seen the world

The old lady cried and sobbed, and couldn't serve the food, so I did it myself, put the things together, and then, while eating, said: No wonder I don't admit that I hurt others, so it seems that for you, the son is a human being, and the daughter is not a human being?

As soon as I said this, those people really panicked.

Luo Xiaomei still didn't quite understand, so she asked: Li Jiaoxi, what's going on?

I said slowly: As we all know, there is a probability of having children and daughters in this life, but in this village, there are nine young men and one young woman of the groom official we rescued, so this is a bit wrong, right? Can't, the women in this village can only give birth to sons, not daughters?

When the little fat man heard what I said, he also reacted and was very surprised: Is it too ruthless?

Many women were told that they were in their hearts, and they couldn't help but bow their heads.

That's right, more than 20 years ago, the plan to give birth to jade was a serious trouble, a family can only have two children at most, but in this kind of small place, the feudal ideology is still very serious, if a family does not have a son, it will be called a desperate household, ten miles and eight villages, but they are all to look down on.

What is called a dead household, that is, you only gave birth to a daughter, which is equivalent to giving birth to a daughter's husband's family, and the daughter marries out, that is, a stranger, and the bloodline of your own family, no one continues to you, after you are old, you are also old and have no place to rely on, there are always big bowls for sale on the set, we will call the big bowl with that kind of big bowl, because it is enough to fill a big bowl for dinner - there are no descendants to serve rice, and the big bowl is in place at one time, so as not to renew the bowl.

Not only that, if you are out of business, then you are not qualified to continue to live in the house that you have worked hard to accumulate all your life - the people of your uncle's family are a family of men, and people will directly occupy your house, and keep the ancestral property in the name of it, and when the time comes, you will be old and will not even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

The family is like this, let alone outsiders, there is no son at home, and the neighbors dare to bully you and take advantage of you - see it, no one can help you get ahead.

This place is patriarchal, that's how serious it is.

So the people in this place, everyone doesn't want to be a desperate family, and it's too much of a loss to have a daughter.

But they can't get any panacea, only give birth to boys, so why are there still sons and daughters in every family here? Heng can't really be a wish.

It is only possible that after being pregnant or giving birth to a daughter, the baby was given up for fear of delaying the number of sons.

Twenty years ago, b This thing was just emerging, and it was a gospel for women and friends who were afraid of being delayed by the plan to give birth to jade - when the belly bulged, you can take care of it, and the fetus can be left with it, and if you don't bring it, you're sorry, and you can't take advantage of it.

Therefore, in that year, countless girls were thrown into the ghost pond with blood and flesh - the water of the ghost pond is still not used by the locals, and this is the reason.

When I visited from here door to door, I saw that the women in this place have the custom of dyeing their nails with impatiens, and there are very few families with girls who have impatiens in the corners, but there are no families with sons.

The area around the ghost pond was full of impatiens - impatiens were not wild, they could only be planted for her daughter by the mother who had discarded her.

And those rakshasa birds are all born of the resentment of the little girl who has not seen the prosperity of the world and died without seeing it.

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