However, at this time, I really couldn't hear any sound, I was opening the door for Uncle Feng, and the coughing sound of someone in front of the door was also dispersed with the wind at this time, and only the flowing water that went east was gradually moving away in the roaring north wind......

Uncle Feng is still a little worried, I'm afraid that if someone knows, I'm afraid that it won't sound good, so it's better to go out and take a good look, and there can't be any omissions, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be a little hindering to being a person in the future.

But when I went out, it was lifeless outside, and there was nothing at all, even if it was the stone before, at this time, it was no longer seen, and it seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye, and dissipated without a trace.

At this time in the past, the distance was brightly lit, quite magnificent, but tonight for some reason, it looked a little dark, even if Uncle Feng was bold, in the face of this dark light, it was almost afraid to look at it, quite desolate, looking at it, often inadvertently reminded people of the saddest past in their lives, and tears would involuntarily burst out of their eyes.

Far and near, there were gradually bursts of slashing sounds, and when people arrived at this time, they had been running all night and busy all day, and they were already very tired, and it was difficult to sleep without sleeping.

Don't talk about people, even if it is a few dilapidated stones, in such a quiet night, there will still be bursts of snoring sounds, hearing this wonderful sound, Uncle Feng gradually put his mind at ease, it seems that there is no one in the deserted village at this time, at least it will not interfere with his own work, at this time I thought of Widow Liu, and when I thought of Widow Liu, I slept in my own room, and my desolate heart gradually became warm.

At this moment, Widow Liu seemed to be still in that place and called Uncle Feng softly, calling him, wanting him to go in, sleep with him, or even go to ......

Uncle Feng went in, even if Widow Liu didn't call her, then she had to go in, not to mention that she was still calling so affectionately, no one could stand it, let alone Uncle Feng?

After entering, I found that everything was not so warm, looking at Widow Liu's good-looking appearance, Uncle Feng couldn't help but hug her, but at this time I found that something didn't seem right, because this body became heavier than a stone, just a light hug, it made Uncle Feng tired, touched the pulse, there was no movement, it is estimated that it has already gone.

However, at this time, Uncle Feng has already let this joy get carried away, and he doesn't care about these at all, as for the matter of touching the pulse, do you still think that he has no pulse?

"Okay." Uncle Feng said to Widow Liu drunk, "For you, even if you don't have a pulse, it's worth it." ”

At this moment, I was ready to take off my clothes, but there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing outside the door, this wind was blowing everywhere, it was really desolate, no, a stone couldn't stand this bitterness, it was already a faint sobbing, which made Uncle Feng feel quite bad, and he lost that mood for a while, and he went out of the house again, and he had to deal with things properly, otherwise, even if he was with Widow Liu, it was not very reassuring, right?

I went out to see, fortunately, I didn't find anything abnormal, but I heard a bamboo forest, in the middle of the night, I don't know what kind of unhappy things I remembered, no, while there was no one, I cried quietly.

Maybe he saw that Uncle Feng had a woman, and when he thought of his loneliness, he couldn't hold it, so he shed tears, which meant that he was just jealous, not a good person, but as for other far-reaching meanings, it was impossible.

Uncle Feng has never encountered this kind of thing in his life, and no one will believe it if he believes that he said it, but this matter is what he has heard of with his own ears.

"Something might happen." Uncle Feng stood by the bamboo forest in a daze, took out a cigarette, lit it, spit out a rich puff of smoke, and sighed so long.

When she was thinking about these things, Widow Liu lay on the bed and kept calling Uncle Feng's name, as if she wanted to sleep with him, but when such a terrible thing happened, Zhulin, as a thing that could not speak, could cry, and felt that things might not be auspicious for a while, so she didn't dare to think about it at this time, and even wished that Widow Liu had left her house.

It was raining heavily, but Uncle Feng didn't dare to enter his house, he stayed by the bamboo forest in a daze, sitting on a stone, his heart was desolate, thinking about these strange things, he sighed for a while, maybe this was some kind of warning from God to himself, indicating that he was already in a life-and-death situation?

Thinking of this, Uncle Feng took another puff of cigarette, drenched in heavy rain, did not dare to enter the house, hid under the dense bamboo forest, let alone avoid the rain in this way, otherwise, once you go in, I am afraid it will not be good to live with Widow Liu.

At this time of embarrassment, Uncle Feng saw Widow Liu wearing a red robe, and went out of the house in an instant, without saying hello to her, and went directly to his own home.

"Hey," Uncle Feng stopped her, "It's raining so hard, don't you go out with an umbrella or a hat?" ”

But before she could finish speaking, Widow Liu had already hurried by, and disappeared immediately, and she didn't know where she went.

Seeing Widow Liu say goodbye, Uncle Feng was quite disappointed, there was no Yaxing hiding by the bamboo forest to watch the rain for a while, and immediately went back, he had to go into the house to see, and even wanted to catch up and say some good things to Widow Liu.

When I entered the house, I saw it, hey, it's really a little strange, that Widow Liu didn't come out of her own house, no, she was lying on the bed and sleeping, but who was the lady in red who went out before?

I originally wanted to find the widow Liu, but if I didn't ask the matter clearly, I didn't say it clearly, but I was afraid that it would be inappropriate, and it wouldn't be comfortable in my heart anyway, right?

Uncle Feng closed the door of the house, the night was still deep, at this time he saw this Widow Liu lying on his bed, although he saw something that he shouldn't see, but he was still in a good mood, and he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, so it was better to confess to Widow Liu, say what was in his heart, say that he liked her, and wanted to get along with her.

However, at this time, looking at the light, the widow Liu is already quite unusual, compared with ordinary living people, it is very different, looking at it, it makes Uncle Feng feel a sense of trance, is this not a person?

Otherwise, how could I see a lady in red go out of the house for no reason, and then leave, gradually disappearing into the depths of the rainy night, and by this time, she will no longer be seen.

Even so, Uncle Feng still likes Widow Liu deeply, wants to confess to her, and even wants to talk to her about heart-wrenching words, otherwise, it will be really uncomfortable to hold it in his heart, but when the words come to his mouth, he can't stop talking, and he doesn't dare to say it at all, otherwise, he may anger Widow Liu, which Uncle Feng doesn't want to see.

Of course, it is impossible for Uncle Feng to know that Widow Liu is already dead, and before he died, the reason why he chose this place was just to take revenge, which can be regarded as a debt to each other, otherwise, even if he goes over there, he will not be able to rest in peace, right?

Widow Liu was not less angry with Uncle Feng before her death, and she came to bother her for three days, not that she wanted to borrow a skin, but that she was uncomfortable with her stomach and wanted to lie in her patio for a while.

Not only that, that Uncle Feng had broken into Widow Liu's house many times and saw her when she was taking a bath, which was nothing, but the damn thing was that Uncle Feng even had to tell what he saw Widow Liu when she was taking a bath, so that almost the entire deserted village knew about it, and some people also learned from Uncle Feng, and when Widow Liu wanted to take a bath, he quietly slipped to the door of her house and hid in a dark corner, waiting to see what she looked like when she took a bath.

……

Maybe it's because Uncle Feng did this kind of hurtful thing, otherwise, Widow Liu would not have chosen his home before she died, and she would have died in Uncle Feng's house.

In this regard, of course, Uncle Feng didn't know what was going on, and thought that Widow Liu had taken a fancy to him and wanted to get along with him in the middle of the night.

Uncle Feng looked at the lovely appearance of Widow Liu lying on the bed, and was in a good mood for a while, thinking about going to bring her a cup of tea, and even sat beside her, covered the quilt for her, and took off his military coat and spread it on the quilt, for fear that the cold weather would freeze her.

The weather was too cold, Uncle Feng took off his military coat, and he was so cold that he wanted to make a fire, but the charcoal was stolen by someone not long ago, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to bake a fire at this time, so he could only keep running around in front of the door, warming his body in this way, otherwise, he might be no one by the time dawn.

Uncle Feng even took off one of his underwear, because he touched Widow Liu's hand while she was sleeping, and felt quite cold, even if it was covered with a quilt and military coat, it would not work, no, regardless of his coldness, he took off the only underwear he wore on his body and covered Widow Liu's body.

"Is it still cold?" Uncle Feng asked Widow Liu shirtless in the bitter cold wind.

Of course, Widow Liu is already dead, and there is no temperature on her body, and it is cold, even if she is covered with so many clothes.

Seeing that Widow Liu didn't speak, Uncle Feng was a little anxious, knowing that she might be angry with herself, otherwise, why didn't she answer after talking in the middle of the night?

"Alas," Uncle Feng sighed, "I know you resent me and hate me, but I can't help it, if I don't go to your house and lie down in your patio, my stomach pain can't be cured at all......"

……

Uncle Feng spoke in the middle of the night, but Widow Liu was still silent, she was unconscious at all, how could she hear Uncle Feng's words, the goal had been achieved at this time, and she really died in Uncle Feng's house.

The weather became even colder, the north wind outside the door was whistling, and some stones, hitting each other in the wind, sent out sparks one by one, reflecting the earth red, and thought it was dawn, Uncle Feng rushed out, changed his lazy habits in the past, and wanted to go to work on the mountains early.

At this time, Uncle Feng is almost inexhaustible, and there is a woman in the family, finally, he doesn't have to cut off his children and grandchildren, thinking of this, can he not be happy and happy and happy?

But when I went out to see, no, the sky was not bright at all, but sparks were flying, and countless stones collided with each other in front of the door, drawing sparks one by one, which made people's eyes still a little uncomfortable, so they quickly closed the door and did not dare to go out and walk around.

The spark was only a slight flicker, and then it gradually went out, and everything became so dark again at this time, and I couldn't see my fingers, and the dilapidated door of the house, under the knock of the north wind, was forced to open, and a cold wind raged, and everything in the house became so chaotic at this time......

In the dust, snowflakes fell and countless things came out of nowhere, opening their huge mouths and biting each other, making a terrifying whistling sound.

Fortunately, after a while, Uncle Feng finally saw that the sky was gradually brightening, the north wind was howling, and at this time, it gradually stopped, everything returned to normal again, the weather was no longer so cold, even if he was shirtless, Uncle Feng felt that he could withstand it.

But at this time, I found that Widow Liu was no longer in her own home.

When Widow Liu got up from her bed, she looked out the window, why, is she still alive?

pinched her hand, Widow Liu could be sure that she was still alive, and she was still alive and well.

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