The finger bones in his pocket fell on the dining table, and there was no need to eat this meal.

scared the family into jumping chickens and dogs, and when they came to their senses, Lao Liu and I were coaxed out with sticks.

I was only half-full, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

The person is her, and the thing is dropped by her, so she doesn't admit it when she turns her head.

Lao Liu sighed on the side.

"I said that you are more serious, this girl walked back from the city in the middle of the night, and she didn't admit it, you don't understand what people mean?"

As soon as Lao Liu said this, I suddenly woke up.

A pat on the head and shouted:

"Oops, I'm really mentally retarded, this made me public, no wonder she didn't admit it"

I thought about it again and asked:

"But what about the red cloth bag and finger bones? Then how can the eldest sister have this? ”

Lao Liu shook his head.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with this girl, this red cloth bag doesn't look like her thing"

Thinking about it, there were also a lot of fellow villagers who got off the bus from the front door at that time, and I can't tell who happened to fall into the position of the eldest sister.

I didn't eat anything, and I didn't have a place to live, so I inquired with Lao Liu about a few fellow villagers and learned that there were three families surnamed Guan in Tangwazi Village.

I simply went to the nearest one first to bang my luck.

At the fork in the village there was a big weeping willow, which was very thick and lush, and looked to be one hundred and eighty years old.

Turn left from the fork and you will find the first family surnamed Guan.

The house is on the ground, the tiles on the house are seriously aged, and there are many cracks in the walls, obviously a poor family.

Lao Liu and I went into the house to see, and the room was even more dilapidated, and an old lady was sitting on a small stool to add fire to the stove.

When the old lady saw us enter the house, she asked in a hoarse voice:

"I don't know you two, what's wrong?"

I saw that the old lady was quite old, and I was afraid that she would be deaf and unable to hear clearly, so I hurriedly walked a few steps forward and said:

"Auntie, we are from the city, what about your family?"

The old lady waved her hand.

"Live by yourself"

Although this house is dilapidated, there are two rooms after all.

I took out a hundred dollars from my pocket, handed it to the old lady, and said:

"Let's stay with you for one night and have another meal, do you think it's okay?"

The old lady didn't take the money, but pushed my hand and said:

"Live, empty house, no money"

From the time I entered the village to the present, all the villagers I met were kind and simple, and there was no situation where Lao Liu and Bai Fan said that outsiders were not welcome.

Although the old lady didn't take the money, I still made a decision in my heart to leave the money on the kang when I left.

The old lady was not very easy to move, and when she saw that there were two more people, she opened the pot and threw two pieces of meat into it.

Westinghouse was originally a warehouse for storing things, and Lao Liu and I simply cleaned up and went to the kitchen to help.

The dinner was very down-to-earth, and the old lady was really sincere in her hospitality, and she poured a glass of boiling water for each of us after the meal.

I took a cup of hot water and went for a walk outside.

It was about seven o'clock in the countryside when the villagers had dinner after a hard day's work, and from a distance, smoke was rising from the roofs of every house.

It's very graphic!

After a while, he slipped under the big willow tree at the fork of the village, and at this moment an old man with snow-white hair was sitting under the tree to enjoy the coolness.

I saw that the old man was quite old, and he should be the older generation in this village, and maybe I could find out the whereabouts of some Guan Jun, so I leaned over and sat down next to the old man.

"Uncle, are you done eating?"

The white-haired old man turned his head to look at me, smiled and nodded.

"Uncle, you have lived in this village for many years, right?"

The old man said "oops" and said:

"I've lived in this village for too long, and I can't remember how long it has been."

When I saw that the old man was indeed an old native of the village, I was happy for a while, and then asked:

"Uncle, do you know that there is a man named Guan Jun in our village?"

The old man was not surprised when he heard the name Guan Jun, and nodded indifferently.

"You know, there aren't many people who come to the village to look for him? Little doll, your news is not ordinary."

I was even overjoyed when I heard that the old man knew about this Guan Jun.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to continue to ask about the situation of Guan Jun, the old man preemptively said:

"Little doll, let me ask you, why are you running around with a burner?"

The white-haired old man's words made me stunned.

Burn the ghost!?

Before I drank the hot water in my hand, the sweat in my head came out, he must be talking about Lao Liu!

I replied with a pretense of composure:

"Uncle, you really want to joke, do you mean that there are burners following us?"

The white-haired old man shook his head and said:

"It's following you"

I couldn't help but shudder.

That's it, the old man's meaning is very clear, he does mean Liu Qingqing!

I was about to continue asking.

Lao Liu's shout came from afar:

"Xiao Li, where is it?"

I raised my head and was about to respond, but I remembered the white-haired old man next to me and turned around to look.

People are gone!

I let out a long breath and got up to greet Lao Liu.

Lao Liu saw that my face was not good, and asked in a low voice:

"The sun has set, what are you running around?"

I replied shallowly:

"Lao Liu, I met a white-haired old man just now, I inquired, and he said that there is a man named Guan Jun in this village."

Lao Liu raised his head and glanced around and said:

"It's getting dark, where is the old man?"

I don't know how to explain it, so I just said that I met it at someone's doorstep.

Lying next to Lao Liu at night, I have been thinking about the white-haired old man in my heart.

At the beginning, I believed Uncle Six's words, and for a long time I regarded Lao Liu as a burner.

But since the beginning of Tiger Waist Mountain, Lao Liu and I have been born and died, and I have experienced so much, and I have already understood all aspects of him thoroughly.

Now, with the words of a strange old man, I can't be gullible.

After dawn, the old lady went to the yard to weed, I just came last night, I was afraid that I would be kicked out again and have no place to live, so I did not dare to ask about the situation of Guan Jun.

Then I leaned over and asked in a low voice:

"Auntie, may I ask you about personal matters?"

The old lady stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and said:

"What do you ask?"

"Guan Jun. Do you know me?"

The old lady didn't change her expression when she heard Guan Jun, she just shook her head and continued to work.

There are a total of three households in the village with the surname Guan.

The old lady's house is counted as one household, and if it is not here, then Guan Jun must be in the other two households.

After Lao Liu and I went out, we went straight to the second family surnamed Guan in the west of the village.

The family is well-off, the brick houses are all renovated, and there is a big wolf dog on a leash in the yard.

We had just arrived outside the gate when we happened to meet this family with farm tools to work in the fields.

I hurriedly chased after me in a few strides and asked:

"Hello big brother, go to work in the field"

The man with the pesticide pot on his back looked me up and down and asked:

"Something?"

"I'm from the city, and I'm asking you if Xiaguan Jun is from your family?"

When this man heard the word Guan Jun, he couldn't help but take a step back in a daze, and opened his mouth to scold:

"What the is this? He's not my family, go to the side."

After that, he followed a few people behind him to the field in a hurry.

I don't know why, this little brother reacted so much when he heard Guan Jun's name.

Since Guan Jun is not from the two of them, he must be the last person with the surname Guan!

The third family surnamed Guan is in the middle of the village, the house is very generous, and the roof tiles on it are rare glazed tiles.

The yard is still paved with cement, and at first glance you can tell that it is a very rich family.

We knocked on the door for a long time, and a sleepy-eyed fat woman came out, looked at us through the door, and asked impatiently:

"What are you doing?"

I hurriedly and respectfully said:

"Guan Jun is your family, right? We came to him for something."

The fat woman was about to yawn as soon as she heard Guan Jun's name, and suddenly held back, and said with a panicked face:

"Guan Jun? What are you looking for him? ”

Seeing that I didn't know why, I continued:

"I have to ask him something, is he at home?"

The fat woman's face changed suddenly, and she scolded loudly:

"What's not at home? There's no such a monster in my house, you two get out of the way."

With that, the fat woman pushed the door, turned and entered the house.

This is a bit strange, what Wang Dazhong said is definitely not like lying, and the white-haired old man under the willow tree also said last night that Guan Jun is from this village.

Now the three families surnamed Guan don't admit that there is such a person, who is Guan Jun from them?

I discussed it with Lao Liu, but there was really no way, and I had to find the village chief!

Seeing the village chief of Tangwazi Village suddenly reminded me of the old village chief of Huyin Mountain, and I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

This village chief has short legs and is not tall, but his face is very horizontal, and he looks like a master who is not easy to bully.

After hearing what we were all about, the village chief, like the others, had an exaggerated expression of disbelief.

"Looking for Guan Jun? What are you looking for him? ”

I've answered this question many times and I'm about to repeat it again.

The village chief asked again:

"You two came yesterday, where do you stay?"

I laughed a little and said:

"I live in the house of the eldest lady surnamed Guan at the west entrance of the village."

When the village chief heard this, he took a step back in horror, looked at us with disgust, and said:

"Where does she live? That old lady is not in good spirits, she goes up the mountain all day to dig graves, you two didn't eat meat at her house last night, right? ”