The next person to worship is Sister Yun's biological father, Uncle Jin.

The place where Uncle Jin died has been transformed into a fishing ground. The fishing ground is more than 20 miles away from us, to say the least.

However, Sister Yun did not hesitate and insisted on letting me take her there.

In normal times, I would never be too lazy to run so far, but Sister Yun entrusted me with it, and I couldn't bear to say anything.

What makes me slightly dissatisfied is that Sister Yun and I get to the fishing ground not by car, nor by bicycle, but by walking.

Of course, I was a little unhappy, but I was quickly persuaded by another thought: the time I spent with Sister Yun was too short, and now it was a good opportunity to be inseparable from her, so why not?

It turns out that thinking about things from a different perspective makes me feel more comfortable and faster on my feet.

After about two hours, Sister Yun and I arrived at the fishing ground.

The fishing ground is very large, like a small reservoir, and as far as the eye can see, it is only the blue waves rippling in the wind. It can be seen that the flood disaster that year was indeed not small.

Sister Yun walked to the edge of the fish pond and stared at the pond with a sad expression, silently in a daze.

I stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and said, "Sister, don't think about it, let's kowtow three times to the fish pond."

Sister Yun nodded, and with my support, she knelt down with me.

When we were about to get up, an old man who was watching the fishing ground happened to pass by and said with a smile: "It's really strange today, two groups of people have come to my fish pond to pay respects to the deceased."

I hurriedly asked: Uncle, who else?

The old man stretched out his hand and poked it forward, saying: Look, isn't that, I heard that this kid has made a lot of money by speculating in stocks, what is his name Meng Qing...... What's the matter, just threw me 500 yuan, let me burn some incense and paper for his parents during the New Year's holidays.

"Meng Qingxing."

Before the old man's words had spoken to me, I had already thought of this person in my heart.

The old man continued: During the New Year's holidays, if you also want to cook something for the ancestors, I can do it for you. But......

After the old man finished speaking, he rubbed his fingers, hehe was happy.

"Let's go, Xiaohua."

Sister Yun dragged me up and headed home.

The old man foamed at the mouth and said in a very small but audible voice: "I have no money and pretend to be filial."

Sister Yun and I won't pay attention to him. I was afraid that Sister Yun would be too worried, so I grabbed her arm and hummed a nursery rhyme to her. In the meantime, I deliberately sang many wrong places in the song, which provoked her to laugh at me for being a master of out-of-tune.

On the way back, when talking to Sister Yun about their feelings, she said that she was married.

In my heart, I was a little sad, a little depressed, and a little sad.

When we were almost home, the sun was already on the top of the mountain, and it was getting dark.

After walking back and forth for nearly five hours, I was so tired that I wanted to fall to the ground and rest. And Sister Yun is like a chivalrous man who is as light as a swallow, walking like flying, without the slightest tiredness on her face.

After arriving at the door of the house, more than a dozen villagers from the village gathered under the locust tree.

Seeing me and my Sister Yun coming back, these people greeted me with humble faces and smiled innocently.

I walked up quickly and asked, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

In the crowd, a thin old man came out, and in the not very bright light, I could see that it was Uncle Da.

Uncle Da rubbed his hands together and said in a very low voice: Didn't Xiaoyun say that I should come over at night.

"Xiaohua, let them into the house."

Behind me, Sister Yun's cold voice came.

I reluctantly opened the door, thinking to myself: most of these people are here to borrow money.

As expected, after everyone came in, Sister Yun asked expressionlessly: The big guys are all here to borrow money, right?

Everyone looked at each other, and was overwhelmed for a moment by Sister Yun's straightforward question.

Perhaps, they have already thought of various excuses for borrowing money, such as children going to school, elderly people going to the doctor, building a house at home, marrying a wife and having children, and so on. But before the words brewing in my heart blurted out, they were revealed.

This time, it is still Uncle Da who stands up. He bowed his head to Sister Yun and said, "Xiaoyun......

As soon as Uncle Da opened his mouth, Sister Yun interrupted him and asked in a cold voice: How much to borrow?

Uncle Da obviously didn't expect his words to be choked, let alone that Sister Yun was so happy.

He muttered: Ten thousand, not so much, seven or eight thousand, five or six thousand is fine.

Sister Yun snorted and said, "Okay, you go and make an IOU, write as much as you want."

Everyone came prepared, and they wanted to lend the money from Sister Yun's hands, but they didn't expect it, it was so easy.

I was a little annoyed by Sister Yun's happiness. I thought: Sister, no matter how rich you are, it won't come from the wind. If Aunt Qing sees it, she must not die of distress.

In a short time, Uncle Da had already written an IOU.

The handwriting of this IOU is crooked, and the content is very lazy, which only indicates the time when the money was borrowed, but does not indicate the date of repayment. Moreover, Uncle Da, who is illiterate in big characters, not only wrote a few words wrong, but the amount of the IOU was only written in Arabic numerals, which is a big taboo.

Uncle Da respectfully handed the IOU to Sister Yun's hand, and Sister Yun threw it on the table without looking at it, and said coldly: Next.

Everyone was confused, although they didn't know what to do, but since they borrowed money, they typed the IOUs one by one and sent them to the table.

The more I looked at it, the more angry I became, and secretly glanced at Sister Yun, but she ignored it with a frosty face.

After everyone finished writing, Sister Yun turned her head to look at me and said with a smile: Xiaohua, sister knows that you like to carve wood when you are young, so you go and carve a sister's physiognomy. I made a seal and asked them to go to the Fuxin Hotel in the town to find Atai to collect the money.

As soon as they heard the word "money", everyone's eyes flashed with greed.

Sister Yun is a dragon, I am a horse, it stands to reason that I am two years younger than her, but adults often say that she is three years older than me, all because she has a big birthday and I have a small birthday.

My father, who is half a carpenter, likes to carve some interesting things such as flowers, trees, birds and beasts in his spare time. Influenced by this, I also like to carve some unformed gadgets, and I can't talk about the word "carving".

Therefore, Sister Yun asked me to carve a dragon out, I didn't understand what it meant, and I didn't have the skills, so I looked at her in a daze.

Sister Yun smiled again and said: Go ahead, take a bottle of ink by the way.

In front of everyone, I couldn't bear to refute her intentions, and although I was dissatisfied, I still took a piece of pine wood and a bottle of ink.

The other day, my father made a wooden bed for the family, and at the head of the bed, he carved a half-finished dragon. At this time, I squatted down in front of the bed, grasped the carving knife tightly, and carved it deep and shallow on the flat and hard pine wood according to the half dragon shape carved by my father.

In the living room, Sister Yun was sitting, everyone was standing, Sister Yun had no intention of giving up her seat, and everyone had to wait silently.

The atmosphere was cold and cold, if it weren't for the fact that thoughts could fly freely, everyone was afraid that they would be tormented to death.

Half an hour later, I handed a strange and ugly dragon carved in front of Sister Yun.

She covered her mouth and tried to hold back her laughter, but she still squirted it out from between her fingers.

When the rest of the people saw it, they couldn't help laughing.

I didn't get up and walked out the door. Eavesdropping: Laugh at me for being stupid. Sister, you are the stupidest person, when will you be able to recover the money you lend to these ruthless and unrighteous people?

The sky was slightly dark, a new moon was floating in the sky, a cool breeze was blowing in the yard, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and trees.

I glanced back at the brightly lit room, sighed, and wanted to go outside.

"Boom," the sound of a stone falling to the ground sounded in the courtyard.

By the bright moonlight, I quickly found the "uninvited guest".

It was a letter, wrapped tightly around the red thread and tied to a small, heavy, cold stone.

I put the letter in my pocket and ran out of the hospital as fast as I could, trying to see who the person who had sent the letter was.

When I went out, I took a closer look and found that there was nothing but the darker and darker night.

I walked into the courtyard door quickly, hid in the bathroom in the lower courtyard, closed the door, and took out the letter in my pocket.

Four words were written on the envelope: Wu Yun personally opened.

I thought angrily at the moment: These eighty percent came to my sister to ask for money, which is really shameless. However, fortunately, the letter fell into my hand, and if the person who wrote the letter had such greed, then I could only tear it up and burn it.

After thinking about it, I opened the envelope and took out the letter inside, thinking that the letter would be a long and begging speech, but there were only a few strokes.

"Apple Orchard...... 200,000 ...... The deadline is five days. ”

At the end of the article, there is no signature. I read the letter four or five times, and I still don't know what to do.

First, which apple orchard is the apple orchard we are talking about, and we have no less than a hundred apple orchards here; Second, who dares to ask for 200,000 yuan? Three, give a five-day deadline, and after those five days, what does the person who wrote the letter want to do?

I meditated hard, and my brain was about to burst, but I still couldn't think of one or two.

In short, I think that this person has evil intentions and bad intentions. This letter must not be seen by Sister Yun.

"Xiaohua."

Outside the door, Sister Yun was shouting at me.

In a hurry, I threw the letter, along with the tied red thread and small stones, into the toilet, and pressed the flush button, and the sound of "bang-bang-bang" sounded, and the things I left behind were gone.

"Here we are."

I opened the door and pretended to lift my pants.

Sister Yun clasped her hands on her chest, and when she saw me coming out, she said with a smile: It's really a lazy person who has a lot of and pee. When it's over, you can send it to the folks.

I sighed, like a child who had done something wrong, and did not dare to look at her, so I walked straight into the house.

Once inside, I glanced at the rubbing on the IOU, a black pattern that could barely be called a dragon.

This dragon is really aggrieved, and in my hands, it is carved miserably and strangely.

If I have the chance, I must go and see the "real dragons" that are carved to lifelike, shaking the dragon's whiskers like they can fly in the air.

After sending everyone away, I closed the courtyard door, and I couldn't wait to pull Sister Yun into the inner room, and said angrily: Sister, are you really stupid, or are you fake stupid? You have every reason not to lend them money.

I thought to myself: When you and Aunt Qing were in trouble, which one of them had seen us? Who has really helped us?

When the words came to my mouth, I still swallowed them back. The Past is Moti.

Sister Yun's face was like a flower, hugged my hand tightly, and said with a smile: Sister knows, Xiaohua loves her sister the most.

Looking at her delicate and gorgeous face, most of the anger in my heart suddenly disappeared, and then I was held by her warm jade hand, and the other half of the fire was also dissipated.

Sister Yun smiled and asked: Are you hungry, sister will cook for you.

When she mentioned it, my stomach suddenly "growled" and screamed.

But why haven't you been hungry? Come to think of it, there are three reasons: first, Sister Yun is back, and I am overexcited; Second, accompany her all day long, beautiful and delicious; Third, she borrowed money generously and was full of anger.

The meal that Sister Yun wants to cook for me belongs to a special dish that is simple to make and delicious to eat - fried steamed buns.

I stood aside and watched her squatting and squatting, chopping vegetables and stir-frying, and my heart flowed warmly.

The lines of her body are beautiful, concave and convex, her neck is white like clotted fat, her wrists are soft, and she looks good when she shakes and falls.

Unconsciously, I thought that it would be great if I could marry a handsome and virtuous daughter-in-law like Sister Yun.

After eating, Atai called and said that more than a dozen villagers had come to the hotel to ask for money in the night, and a total of more than 100,000 yuan had been paid.

In my heart, there was another wave of indignant anger.

The night was dark and silent.

After a day of walking, Sister Yun and I were already sleepy, and it was time to go to bed after washing.

In addition to the living room, my house has a total of three bedrooms: two main rooms in the north and south, and a side room in the northwest of the lower courtyard.

The south room is my house, and when I am not at home, my parents are always reluctant to live there.

After Sister Yun came back, I naturally gave her this good house, and I lived in the north room.

Lying on the bed, with a cigarette, I fell asleep in a daze.

The feeling in the dream is very good, gently and quietly, all kinds of soothing.