After returning from the hospital, Wen Shuo's heart has been heavy.

The cost of emergency treatment caused by a sudden coma made him feel guilty for his poor family, and his family was financially constrained over the years, and his mother worked as a cleaner in the farmers' market. In addition, Wen Shuo couldn't confirm whether he really saw the late Han Kehu on the river embankment in the early morning and turned into a ghost to see him. That memory has become blurry, making him suspect that it was just a dream he had after he fell into a coma - the so-called thinking day and night, he has been embarrassed and sorry for Han Kehu for the past three years, and accidentally learned of Han Kehu's death, and saw Han Kehu's corpse lying there with his face covered in a shroud, so it is inevitable that he will feel emotional?

Han Kehu is a lonely old man, so he did not stop the mortuary for three days, and there was no need to do a funeral, and he was found by the villagers early that morning and reported to the village committee, and the village committee took the lead in funding the cremation, pulled the urn back from the crematorium, and found a random place to bury it on the edge of the river embankment.

Not even a coffin!

The villagers were particular about it, and they finally gave a grave.

Wen Shuo only learned the news that Han Kehu had been buried the next day, and he felt more and more guilty and self-blame, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

He was worried that if there really was a ghost, would Han Kehu come to him again?

So after school at noon, he chose the most yang time of the day, gritted his teeth and spent five cents to buy two pieces of blue-clothed paper, borrowed a shovel from a family in Liujiaying Village, came to the river embankment, found the small, lonely new grave, knelt down and kowtowed, burned the blue-clothed paper, and muttered a few words "Don't come to me again" Something like that, he got up and symbolically shoveled the earth to fill the grave, then looked at the nameless grave, and suddenly felt a sense of kin, and ran to the fairy bridge, where there are still the ruins left by the old bridge when the South Ring Road and the fairy bridge were built more than ten years ago, that is, some of the foundations at both ends have been buried in the river embankment.

Wen Shuo dug out a relatively complete large green brick, about ten centimeters thick, twenty centimeters wide, sixty centimeters long, and found a hard ceramic bowl fragment with a sharp tip in the garbage heap next to it, and with great effort, carved out the five big characters of "Han Kehu's Tomb" on the green brick, and stood in front of the lonely tomb.

It stands to reason that the tombstone is very particular, but Wen Shuo does not know the direction of the coffin when he is buried, and he judges that the villagers, who do not understand the burial culture and do not take Han Kehu too seriously, will place the urn in the coffin eight or nine times out of ten, so Wen Shuo just relied on the knowledge that Han Kehu had taught, and then according to the direction of the embankment and the skirting river, this simple tombstone was erected in the southwest of the tomb.

After setting up a small tombstone and kneeling down and kowtowing, Wen Shuo got up and went home, feeling a lot more relaxed.

He believes that the matter has been revealed, and the trace of emotion between him and Han Kehu, which was not strong in the first place, can be regarded as a resignation. And he decided that no matter what festival he had in the future, he would never go to Han Kehu's grave to worship again.

Life has returned to the previous peace, every day is not late or early, listen carefully at school, review homework, collect and count the waste collected by the brothers under his command in his spare time, send it to the scrap station to sell for money, and then distribute it to everyone according to work - the waste picking and acquisition of the first high school in DongY County has been completely monopolized by him since the first day Wen Shuo reported to the school three years ago. For three years, no one on or off campus has objected to this!

Although Wen Shuo would get up early every morning to study, he never went to the river embankment again...... I have palpitations.

A week later.

After school at noon that day, Wen Shuo pedaled the dilapidated tricycle, pulled a cart of waste paper, plastic bottles, and cans collected to the scrap station and sold them for more than 40 yuan, and when he returned to the community, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

Located at the intersection of Yuntai South Street and Qinghe Road, the cotton mill community has only three buildings, each building has three units, five floors, was built in the mid-eighties, the buildings are red brick walls and cement joints, and they are all old-fashioned wooden doors and windows. The red brick paved community pavement, more than ten years have passed, and there are potholes everywhere.

It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the community is full of green trees, clusters of grass can be seen everywhere around the wall, and patches of moss grow under the roots of the building wall......

The old environment has a different kind of elegant and quiet beauty.

Wen Shuo's home, in Room 101, Unit 3, Building 3, there is no door at the entrance of the unit building, step on two floors of steps to enter, walk a few steps and go up two floors of steps, you will arrive at the door of the two houses on the first floor, and the yellowing and peeling walls around are covered with all kinds of small advertisements.

Wen Shuo found that the door of his house was open, he was puzzled but didn't care, and said while entering the house to change his shoes, "Mom, why didn't the door close?"

"Oh, Xiaoshuo, you're back!" a man's voice came from the living room.

Wen Shuo was stunned, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes, slightly bowed out from the entrance of the living room, as soon as he saw Wen Shuo, he immediately stepped forward and held Wen Shuo's right hand with both hands very enthusiastically, and pulled him to the living room with a stunned expression, while saying, "Come on, let's sit down and talk." ”

"That...... Village Chief Liu, this is my home. Wen Shuo said with a smile.

"Ah, yes. Liu Maohe, the village chief of Liujiaying Village, didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his attitude, dragged Wen Shuo to sit on the sofa, and couldn't wait to say: "That, your master left a will before his death, and gave you his old house, I'm busy these days, so I forgot about it, and when I think of it today, I will hurry up to you......"

"My master?" Wen Shuo looked at his mother standing in front of the windowsill with a puzzled expression.

Li Qin pursed his lips and said rather unhappily: "It's the old desperate family in Liujiaying, the god stick Han Kehu!"

For Han Kehu, Li Qin really has no good impression, and even has some grudges - this old guy, who bullied my son when he was young and ignorant, even coaxed and deceived my son to teach me a lot of bad tricks, but fortunately, the old lady found out and stopped it in time, and my son was also sensible and obedient, and broke off contact with Han Kehu early. Unexpectedly, three years later, the day after the old guy died, he still frightened my son, and besides, without the consent of our mother and son, he left a will and called himself my son's master, which is extremely hateful!

However, that old house is worth a little money.

Because the value of the old house may solve some practical difficulties in the future, Li Qin did not blast out Liu Maohe who came to the door rashly, but he has always been conservative and feudal, although the are old and the cleaners of the farmers' market, and Li Qin, who has done rough work for so many years, has been beaten by some big men over the years......

What a terrible thing to say!

Liu Maohe didn't seem to want to consider Wen Shuo's attitude at all, he continued: "This rural homestead, all aspects involved are more complicated, like you, who have no blood relationship with the old Han Tou, and lack of actual support relationship, it is difficult to inherit legally, not to mention, your hukou is not in our village, so I have thought of a way for you to transfer the hukou to our village, and then you can smoothly transfer the homestead to your name." ”

"How can this work?" Li Qin immediately said: "Children still have to use the city hukou to go to school, and besides, they will have to use it to find a job in the future." ”

"Oh, Wenshuo is about to graduate from high school, and the rural hukou is treated the same as the urban hukou when he goes to college. Liu Maohe seemed to have made sufficient preparations before he came, and said: "Shuo Da Niang, let me tell you the news, Liujiaying Village will be incorporated into the county seat in no more than two years at most, and all the villagers will be transferred to the household registration of County C." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Liu Maohe swore and said: "Actually, you don't have to worry about this, first of all, let's not say whether Wen Shuo can be admitted to the university, if he is admitted to the university, the college students will still worry about finding a good job in the future?

Li Qin immediately nodded with joy, as if her son had really been admitted to university and had a bright future.

The two talked, but Wen Shuo was left aside.

He interjected with tears and laughter: "Village Chief Liu, let's talk about it, I'm not Han Kehu's apprentice......"

"Hey, who are you not who can be?" Liu Maohe immediately showed displeasure and said solemnly: "Yes, I know that the old Han Tou's skills, as well as the profession he did, are not legal, they are feudal superstitions, but what age is this? Besides, what do you like to do in the future, who can force you to be a god stick like the old Han Tou? Child, you have to speak of conscience, no matter how bad it is, it is also pitiful for the poor old Han Tou who is out of the house, and he has taught you with his heart for several years in Xianrenqiao, what can you do if you recognize this master? Don't be stubborn with me, you really don't take the old Han head to heart, why are you going to fill in his grave and erect a monument?"

"I ......"

"Okay, this matter is settled!" Liu Maohe looked at Li Qin with a smile and said, "I said Shuo Da Niang, although our Liu family camp is a rural area, but in the end, it is guarding the edge of the county seat, and it will be the land in the city in the New Year, and the homestead of the old Han Tou is worth at least 18,000 now, and it may be worth how much it will be worth in the future, right?"

Li Qin nodded without hesitation and said, "Medium!"

Wen Shuo's face was helpless and confused.

He always felt that this thing was strange, not only the content of the will left by Lao Hantou in private, but also Liu Maohe's words and deeds, which was too abnormal - this guy's greedy reputation for money and domineering, not to mention Liujiaying Village, even many people in the adjacent farmers' markets and cotton mill communities knew about it. Therefore, since the old Han Tou's will is in Liu Maohe's hands, he must first think of taking the old mansion as his own, how can he keep his promise to a dead old desperate household, and he is so careful and careful, and he has made plans for Wen Shuo in all aspects?

"Okay, I'll go back and settle down for the child. Liu Maohe got up and said happily: "You two are waiting at home, and I will run to ......the Yuntai Police Station, the Township Police Station, and the Land Management Office."

Seeing Liu Maohe behave like this, Wen Shuo became more and more puzzled, frowning and staring at his eyes carefully, hoping to see something from it.

Really......

It really made Wen Shuo see that something was wrong.

However, it was not a sinister change of expression, but he saw Liu Mao and Yin Tang blue, four layers of blue marks - the kind of bruises that ordinary people can't see, the kind of bruises that Lao Hantou once talked about, soaked by the evil spirit.

The four tiers are for four times and four days.

After seven days, it will turn from blue to black, after half a month, it will turn purple and black, and when will it turn dark red......

The whole person has also reached the time of yang decline, and his life is resting.

"Then, then I'll go do something first......" Liu Maohe was a little uncomfortable by Wen Shuo's frowning eyes, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.