The snow fell for a day and a night, and stopped.

Bai Li sighed on his hands, rubbed his hands, and hurried to Zhang's house. Since Zhang Xiniang's disappearance, strange things have happened to this Zhang family. When I got up early in the morning, I saw a knotted rope hanging from the door of the hall, followed by inexplicable blood stains on the snow. Those blood stains seemed to be stepped on by human feet, extending from the door of Zhang Xi's house to the hall.

Hearing the news, the people in the village were curious, and one by two they went to Zhang Xi's house to see the freshness, but before they entered the courtyard of Zhang Xi's house, they were blocked by the smell of blood rushing in their faces. The smell was particularly pungent, stronger than the bloody smell of killing drums in the village a few days ago.

"Did you hear that? That bride Zhang lived in her house. The girl of the Xu family hanged herself because of Zhang Xiniang's broken mouth, do you think that rope will be the girl of the Xu family who came back to ask for her life? ”

"Why are you so scary, I panicked when I heard it. This girl of the Xu family didn't hang herself, what's the matter with Guan Zhang Xiniang? ”

"You know you don't come out very often." The man muttered and rubbed his shoulder against the woman who was helping to wash the dishes in Zhang's house: "This Zhang Xi and the girl of the Xu family were originally on good terms, but later, Zhang Xiniang regretted it, thinking that Zhang Xi had won the show and was going to marry the official lady in the future, lest the girl of the Xu family delay Zhang Xi's future and work around the village." A good girl, stunned by the unmarried pregnancy arranged by Zhang Xiniang. How embarrassing it is for this girl's family to have a child before she leaves the cabinet. The girl of the Xu family was aggrieved in her heart, and she couldn't argue, and she couldn't think of it for a while. The second elder of the Xu family finally got such a girl, and he was stunned to let Zhang Xiniang force people to say a few words, do you say that people can not hate in their hearts? ”

"This bride is a broken mouth, and what a good thing changes its taste as soon as it is passed on by her mouth." The woman washing the dishes shook her head: "Didn't you find this bride?" No one was found, this Zhang family was in a hurry to do some kind of funeral. ”

"It's not because of these strange things in the Zhang family." The man lowered his voice: "People who understand Taoism say that these bloody footprints were left by Zhang Xiniang." Nine times out of ten, she has an accident and won't come back. This person is dead, he has to go into the ground for peace, but Zhang Xiniang, who can't see anyone alive or dead, someone gave Zhang Xi an idea and asked him to buy a well-dressed mound for his mother, so as to appease his mother and let the Zhang family's life go on peacefully. ”

When Bai Li entered the door, he happened to hear the two of them muttering, and he listened to it while he was washing his hands. Because of Chunliu's hanging, she has no good impression of the Zhang family and Zhang Xiben. But Zhang Xi begged to come to the door, and invited the village chief to make peace, coupled with her master Tao's old man's vigorous pouting, she could only be unwilling and reluctant to come over to help.

In this old time, after the funeral, a "defilement wine" had to be placed.

This liquor is made of winter melon and tofu, which was originally made for ghosts to eat, but later evolved into a vegetarian meal for thanking relatives and friends.

The winter melon of the Zhang family was brought back from the town by a trustee, and the tofu was bought with ready-made soybeans and asked the old man in the village who knew how to make tofu to make it first.

This winter melon tofu is simple to make and has no technical content, but whether it is good or not is not delicious, in addition to the heat mastered, it also has a lot to do with the winter melon itself.

The winter melon placed in front of Bai Li, with a uniform appearance and no spots, seems to be a very good winter melon. She first circled around the winter melon twice, looked around it like a beauty, and then picked it up and lifted it with her hand. This is a good winter melon, the weight is heavy and the water is sufficient, and the meat is thick and small. On the contrary, it is a second-class melon, after cutting, you will find that the flesh of the winter melon is loose, the moisture is not enough, and the melon has more pulps, and the taste is not good.

If you want to make a winter melon cup, you should choose a small winter melon, the meat is thin and juicy, and the melon is big, and it tastes fragrant. If you are making fried winter melon, you should choose this kind of dark green skin, which is not easy to make soup when stir-frying, and it is the best choice for making roasted winter melon.

After tasting the winter melon beauty, naturally under the knife under the pot, Bai Li hands and feet neatly wash the winter melon and cut it into small pieces, after the yard is neat, and the tofu is diced, the wild onion is chopped, after the hot oil pan fry the chives, pour the cut winter melon pieces into it and stir-fry a few times, add the tofu cubes and stir-fry repeatedly, after the winter melon and tofu are stained, add water to stew.

After covering the pot, Bai Li rolled up his sleeves, sat in front of the stove, and while adding firewood to the fire, he looked up at the situation in the yard from time to time.

Although Zhang Xiniang is well-dressed, the process is still a normal funeral process. According to funeral customs, once the coffin is lifted, it cannot be put down in the middle of the coffin, and must be sent to the burial place in one go. Therefore, the people who carried the coffin were all strong young men.

It seems that there will be a gentleman in every village who knows a little bit about feng shui, Mr. Feng Shui of Huaxi Village is surnamed Zhang, called Zhang Xiwu, according to the seniority in the village, Bai Li has to call him Grandpa Zhang.

After doing the rituals, Zhang Xiwu stood in front of the coffin and shouted: "There may be oxen, horses, dragons, and chickens among the coffin bearers, if there are any, please avoid them." ”

A few young people present, you look at me, I look at you, no one left.

Zhang Xiwu nodded, and said to the relatives on the side: "If there are rabbits among the relatives, please avoid those who belong to the ox." ”

Zhang Xi's younger brother is a rabbit, and when he heard this, he looked at his brother aggrievedly, and was dragged into the house by others.

Seeing that no one moved at the scene, Zhang Xiwu picked up four copper nails and handed them to the four people who carried the coffin, so that they could hold the mallets and nail them to the four corners of the coffin. Set up the rope, put on the wooden stick used to carry the coffin, and carry it on your shoulder.

Seeing that everything was ready, Zhang Xiwu shouted: "Get up the coffin!" Only the crunching of the rope was heard, and the four young people were stunned that they could not lift the coffin that only contained Zhang Xiniang's clothes.

Zhang Xiwu's face changed suddenly, he quickly walked up to a young man and asked him, "What's the matter?" This is the main family's errand, but there is no room for nonsense. ”

The young man also asked with a confused face: "Uncle Zhang, isn't there no person in this coffin?" Why is it so heavy? ”

"What did you say?" Zhang Xiwu was stunned for a moment.

"I really can't lift it." The coffin bearer next to him also spoke: "Uncle Zhang, we are not children, we know that this matter is not a joke, and we don't dare to joke." The coffin was indeed too heavy, and I don't know what kind of wood it was made of. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Before Zhang Xiwu's words landed, the wind rose in the courtyard, first swept down the four young people who were responsible for carrying the coffin, and then with a "bang", the coffin board that had been nailed was lifted by the strong wind, and slapped towards Zhang Xizhi.

Zhang Xiwu shouted: "Zhang Xi be careful!" Zhang Xi, who was still stunned, was thrown to the ground.

At this time, the other people in the courtyard were also staggered by the wind, and those who were close to each other simply hugged each other. In the kitchen, the lid of the pot was blown to a thunderbolt, and the fire in the stove was beating like a jing, Bai Li closed his eyes, but heard footsteps behind him.

"Right...... Let's ......."