As Bai Ze was gone, the eagles flew back to the dead tree and combed their feathers.

Immediately around Bai Wen's grave, two grave bags covered with withered grass suddenly made an abnormal movement.

First, the green smoke from the three incense sticks suddenly turned without wind, forming a thin line and drifting into the tomb on the left.

Immediately after that, an abrupt whirlwind blew in place, and the flying ashes that Bai Ze burned the sacrifice fell onto the grave on the right side.

Two old and gloomy voices talked underground, and the voice on the left said first:

"Ahh

There was a sound of "sparse noise" on the right, and after a while, another voice came from the ground on the right:

"What kind of tatters does this kid bring! If you don't burn some beautiful TV or something, you can't even bring some chicken, duck, wine and meat tribute! This New Year's Eve came to pay tribute once, and the feelings are fools!"

The voice on the left gloated:

"You deserve to be a gluttonous old ghost! ”

The voice on the right said angrily and disdainfully:

"Don't talk about me, you are hungry for that kid's human flesh, you should go out to eat!

The voice on the left did not move for a while, and then said in a deep voice:

"Just two days ago, the white-haired weasel in the back mountain finally opened his mind, but he was directly collected by the locust tree. I don't know how many more years we'll have to hide in this underground before we can return to the world!"

The voice on the right flashed a hint of hope, but it also said with unconfidence:

"It shouldn't be far away! People have been cutting down trees hard in the past few years, and I feel that the two demon trees of the Lao Bai family should be cut down soon. ”

The voice on the left said with a grim voice:

"When those two trees fall, I'm going to suck a few human ...... for the revenge of being trapped underground for so many years."

The howling north wind swept up, the sound of firecrackers in the distance resounded, the cemetery was silent, and there was any sound of conversation.

The old eagle in the tree looked at the grave at his feet twice, and cried twice, as if he had become accustomed to this.

The days in winter are short, and when Bai Ze rushes back to his grandfather's house, the sky is already a little dark.

Burning the stove, Bai Ze unpacked a few steamed buns and a roast chicken, and put them in the pot to heat up.

These were originally his grandfather's sacrifices, but now that Bai Wen is the city god, it is not bad, but his grandson also has to eat some meat during the New Year!

A pot of hot tea, a roast chicken, and a few white-noodle steamed buns, Bai Ze ate Chinese New Year's Eve alone and spent his eighteen-year-old New Year in an old house in the countryside.

There was a pot of hot wine in front of the wine worm, which was originally also a sacrifice for Grandpa Bai Ze, and the wine worm grinned happily and called "ribs and ribs" twice.

Bai Ze touched the small round head of the wine worm, and said with self-deprecation on his face:

"So I'm not completely alone!"

Relying on his grandfather's aftermath, Bai Ze was not hungry on the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, and although the wine worm was not full, he also tasted some novel wine.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, close relatives of every family began to pay New Year's greetings to each other.

Bai Ze, who was incompatible with the atmosphere of the village, went to visit the house of Widow Li, who was also close to the village.

After nearly 30 years of wind, frost, rain and snow, Widow Li's face when she was young is no longer there, her face is full of the marks of time, and her house is dilapidated and old, as if it can be blown down by a gust of wind.

It seems to be very disrespectful to always call Widow Li like this, Bai Ze secretly examined it in his heart, and after knocking on the door, with a warm smile on his face, he said:

"Aunt Li, I'm Xiao Ze of the Bai family! I'll come back to pay respects to my grandfather's grave, and then come to see you and give you a New Year's greeting!"

The years were too ruthless, not only taking away Widow Li's beautiful appearance when she was young, making her figure out of shape, but also quietly stealing her health after years of hard work.

Widow Li, who was less than fifty years old, had a rickety waist, coughed before speaking, her eyes were spent, and she squinted for a long time before she could see a little shadow of her old love from the bald young man in front of her.

Looking at the healthy and delicate little bald man in front of her, Widow Li's face revealed a trace of charming brilliance, let go of the door, and said kindly:

"It's Ozawa! I haven't seen you in years, and the last time you came, you were so tall, no, no, it's so high. ”

Widow Li gestured on the door frame, but it didn't reach Bai Ze's chest.

Bai Ze's eyes became softer and softer, and he rarely felt the brilliance of motherhood from the not beautiful rickety woman in front of him.

Widow Li pulled Bai Ze onto the kang, and a strong man of more than one meter and eight meters sat on the small bench on the side, staring at Bai Ze with a simple smirk on his face.

Suddenly, the strong man pointed at Bai Ze and said:

"Mother, you see this person is bald! He is more bald than the village chief and my Uncle Liu, and he hasn't grown a single hair!"

Widow Li slapped the strong man fiercely, glared at him and told him to shut up, and hurriedly turned around, for fear that a teenager like Bai Ze from the city would be angry.

Bai Ze didn't have a look of ugliness on his face, his smile was still sunny and warm, but he grabbed Widow Li's hand, which was old like tree bark and the joints were dislocated and deformed, patted it for comfort, and asked gently:

"Aunt Li, this is my orange brother, and he is much stronger. ”

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ze smiled and said to the strong man:

"Brother Orange, I'm Ozawa, do you remember when I was a child and I went with you to tug of war with Da Qingniu?"

Taking advantage of the strong man's tilted head and a stupid look of contemplation, Bai Ze pointed to the top of his head, and continued:

"Also, Brother Orange, I'm not the same thing as the village chief's baldness, his kind doesn't grow, and I grow back in a few months. ”

Seeing that the two did not quarrel, the tension on her face finally eased, and said in the unique tone of a mother scolding her own child;

"Hey, Li Cheng doesn't just grow his body, and he can't talk too much of his brain, he will come when he opens his mouth if he has anything, fortunately Xiao Ze is reasonable. ”

Seeing that Bai Ze was just smiling gently, Widow Li remembered something, and suddenly said to Bai Ze with a smile on her face:

"Hey, you kid has been polite since he was a child, his mouth is sweet, and now he looks so handsome, I don't know how many girls' hearts will be broken in the future!"

Speaking of this, Widow Li had a smile on her face even better, and her eyes looked at the empty space, as if the picture of the past was showing up there, and said:

"Remember? When you came here when you were six years old, you just called me an aunt like that, and I said that aunties are all the names of those beautiful women in the city, you can just call me aunt. ”

"How old are you, you will coax women at that time, and I will be pretty, more beautiful than those aunts in the city. ”

Speaking of this, Widow Li covered her mouth happily, as if she had found a little shadow of her youth, and laughed happily.

Bai Ze sat straight on the side, thinking about how he had been flamboyant when he was a child, and smiled a little embarrassedly.