That night we all sat in the courtyard and meditated.

When he was done, he saw Fire Rose and a man named Guza among the villagers, standing in the corner and muttering.

That Guza is also a man in his 30s, and when he sees the fire rose, he always can't help but linger by her side and then take a few more looks.

Fire Rose also looked at the man, who seemed to be a little lustful. So they blatantly muttered to him, and the two of them didn't know what they were discussing.

After a while, Guza covered his mouth and snickered, then walked out of our yard with a nod of his head.

I walked over to Fire Rose and whispered a warning to her.

"I'd advise you to settle down! Have you ever wondered what happened to those people before? You can't be honest!"

Firerose rolled her eyes wide at me, then turned back to her room.

That night, I lay on the kang and tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door opening from the other side, and sure enough, it was from the room of the Fire Rose.

I also secretly opened the door and opened a small crack in my door. Then I saw Fire Rose sneaking out of the house alone.

I couldn't help but think to myself.

This little girl, has she forgotten the lessons of the past, and has she forgotten how the war army died? Didn't the war army conspire with the villagers in the village and wanted to secretly go up to Kunlun Mountain. As a result, he was hacked to death by Lei in the end!

I couldn't help but follow behind Fire Rose, secretly trying to see what she was up to.

I only saw the fire rose standing at the entrance of the village and kept waiting for more than an hour. But the villager named Guza didn't come at all!

This fire rose, don't you let the villagers give it!

I coughed softly and came out from behind her.

"How? No one will dare to take you up the mountain! Everyone is afraid of God's curse, only you are so stupid, you will be stupid to believe other people's words!"

When Fire Rose saw me, her expression was very stunned at first.

Then he was caught off guard and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I don't believe in any curse, it's all a lie!"

I said. "I see you haven't heard the story of damnation when you were young!"

"What's the story?" Fire Rose raised her eyebrows, very disdainful.

I'll tell you about it leisurely.

"It's a long, long time ago, there was a small mountain village. That small mountain village is near the ancient Ningguta, where it snows all year round, and the people are simple. This village is called Xiaoyao Village!"

"And then?" The Fire Rose seemed to be a little interested in the little village I was talking about.

I walked over to the fire rose, and the two of us sat under a big tree at the entrance of the village, and I spoke slowly.

"It's a small village, and there aren't a lot of families. I only know that in the middle of the village, there is a family surnamed Ma.

This family only has two small houses, and their lives are very poor. Two ordinary small brick houses, leaking wind in winter and rain in summer, there are only two people in the Ma family! One is their head of the family, and Ma Tong and the other is Ma Tong's daughter-in-law, let's call her Ma Po Niang.

Ma Tong was in his 50s and was still blind. He had a serious illness when he was very young, so that he lost his sight, so every time Ma Po Niang called her husband, she would call him a blind man surnamed Ma.

Although Ma Tong was in his 50s that year, Ma Po Niang was much younger than her husband. Ma Poniang was just in her early 30s that year, and the two of them had only been married for more than ten years, but they were very poor because of their lives. Ma Po Niang has not been able to eat enough for so many years, and three intestines are idle two and a half every day, so the hungry ones are also yellow and thin, plus there is nothing to wear, and it is not good to dress up, so Ma Po Niang's whole person does not look much younger than Ma Tong, and she looks like an old lady.

And then there's the summer of that year, in the little mountain villages of the north. It was a time when everyone was particularly worried.

Because the land in the north can only produce one season a year, it is all planted in spring and harvested in autumn, sown in spring and harvested in autumn. Only in the summer, the common people have nothing to do, and no one needs to clean up the land at home. And the trees do not bear fruit, so every year in the summer, the villagers pour out of the village one after another, and then each look for his own work.

Some of them went into the city, and the younger ones were working as coolies in the city. Carrying goods on the docks, or some going down the well. But Ma Tong is a man who is old and still blind. So every summer, the neighbors in the same village go out to work. Ma Tong had to stay at home alone, and no one wanted him.

It is precisely because of this that every time it comes to summer. The Ma family's life will be particularly poor, not to mention the normal three meals a day. Even drinking one porridge a day, two people is a big problem.

Seeing that there was not even a small handful of rice in the pot at home, Ma Poniang was worried every day, and even had a toothache on the fire.

"And then?" Gradually, Fire Rose listened to the stories I told, became fascinated, and even became addicted.

She pointed to her chin with a very clear gaze. It was the first time I had seen such an innocent little look in the eyes of the Fire Rose.

"Hurry up!" The voice of the fire rose was like a coquette. Her hand rested on my lap and nudged gently.

"Okay, okay, I'll go on, don't worry!"

I said, and then continued.

"It was that summer because there was really no rice at home. Ma Po Niang thought that if it really didn't work, she would go to the field behind the house and cut a small handful of leeks.

Leeks are simply the best food in the countryside. Just sprinkle a handful of seeds on the ground, and leeks will grow. Cut off the leeks that grow, and he will continue to grow them himself.

Ma Po Niang was cutting leeks behind her house and secretly crying. Think about the hard life I have lived for so many years, think about myself and my husband being hungry and unable to eat every day, how can the lives of the two of them be so bitter?

Actually, many years ago. Ma Poniang and they are not locals in the Northeast, they all fled to the Northeast from other places in the Guandong.

On that road to the eastern part of the country, Ma Poniang watched her relatives die one after another. They were starved to death, exhausted, and skinny when they died. Even though everyone was so poor and tired at that time, they still had to continue to travel every day.