Chapter 65: Nine Dead
The closer you get to the community, the clearer the sorrow and joy inside become.
When passing by the security booth, two security guards were squatting and smoking and chatting.
"How many are these?"
"The ninth, in just one month, nine people died, I really don't think this community is good."
"Make a small noise, we will lose our jobs when it spreads."
Lu Xiaoliang, who was lying on Jiang Yao's shoulder, touched the copper coin on her neck, and just now she obviously noticed the burning sensation of the copper coin.
When I feel it again, there is no burning sensation!
Lu Xiaoliang raised his vigilance.
"You don't want the house I gave you, this is where you live, the environment is so big, not to mention the house of some years."
Lu Ningxing and his dislike.
Jiang Yao paused: "The door is there, you can leave at any time." ”
Is this angry?
Lu Ningxing shrugged his shoulders and said no more.
But they saw the one who did the white thing, the wreath was placed downstairs, and there was a mage society to surpass the dead.
The sons and daughters of the family knelt in the mourning hall built, weeping and keeping vigil.
In the middle, there is a coffin!
In such an old-fashioned community, property management is not strict, as long as the family and the property say hello, it is possible to set up a mourning hall in the community.
Night is slowly falling, a little creepy!
Jiang Yao held her hand and slowly tightened, and after sensing her nervousness, Lu Xiaoliang whispered: "Xiao Yao, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”
"Okay, it's up to my little aunt to protect me."
Jiang Yao patted her little ass with a smile, and Lu Xiaoyan's face turned red instantly, so embarrassing.
Fortunately, no one saw it.
When approaching the mourning hall, the copper coin in his arms was hot again, and the closer he got closer, the hotter it became, and Lu Xiaoliang stared at the mourning hall with sharp eyes.
Jiang Yao lives on the tenth floor, a simple two-bedroom and one-living room, and it is very clean.
Lu Xiaoliang, who came down, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and could just see the mourning hall.
"Xiao Yao, how old are the people who died in this community?"
"The youngest is three years old, young people in their twenties, young people in their thirties, and then old people in their seventies and eighties...... Most of them died of accidents and illnesses, and I don't know what happened recently, and within a month, nine died. ”
"Three-year-olds?" Lu Ningxing was surprised.
"I heard that a person entered the elevator and went up to the upper floor, and there was no guardrail on it, and he fell down directly, hey......"
It's heart-wrenching.
The child is so young, after the accident, the child's parents have gray hair overnight, and often see the child's mother stop at the place where the child had an accident.
"It's a pity."
Lu Ningxing followed and said.
"What do you want to eat, noodles? Or stir-fry? ”
"I can do it all!" Lu Xiaoliang replied with a smile, and Lu Ningxing on the side replied: "I eat noodles, put more spicy, and ...... I don't eat green peppers, I like millet peppers. ”
"It's just you." Jiang Yao complained, and then walked into the kitchen with a smile.
Taking advantage of her cooking time, Lu Xiaoliang took Lu Ningxing downstairs, she was going in the direction of the mourning hall, Lu Ningxing stopped Lu Xiaoling in time: "Little aunt, it's unlucky." ”
"I'll take a look."
She tried it herself, and the temperature of the copper coin gradually rose as she approached.
At this time, the two women walked out of the unit and sighed: "Mother is on top again, and she is nervous every day, so I don't say I'm waiting for ......her from above."
"The pain of losing a child, far away from my mother's madness!"
"I look very pitiful, and the child is also short-lived."
The two drifted away.
Lu Xiaoliang looked up suddenly, and saw a little boy with a pale face, standing on the edge of a tall building.
"Little aunt, what are you looking at? Nothing? Lu Ningxing looked at the tall building suspiciously.