Wen Cha pushed open the door of the house, took the shroud and led Lu Zhen to the house, then picked up Lu Zhen and asked him to look at the person on the bed, "Daddy, it's there, Zhen'er, are you afraid?" ”

Lu Zhen realized something, lowered his eyes, and saw two deformed faces, although the faces were blurred, he still recognized them at a glance, and said timidly: "Yes, Daddy and mother......"

"Yes, it's Daddy."

Lu Zhen was not frightened by that hideous face, but struggled to go down, wanting to touch them: "Why is my father lying on the bed?" Don't you want to get up and play with Zhen'er? ”

Wen Cha put him down, but didn't let him get close to the corpse, "Because Daddy is asleep, people who fall asleep will be very tired, and they won't wake up for a long time, as long as you really listen to your sister's words, Daddy and Niang will come to see you in your dreams in the future." ”

Lu Zhen heard that his father and mother were just asleep, and the tears were still falling down, "When my father and mother are asleep, I can't coax Zhen'er to sleep, and I can't buy sugar gourds for Zhen'er, Zhen'er wants to cry ......"

Wen Cha didn't wipe his tears, "In the future, my sister will do these things for Zhen'er, and my sister will always accompany Zhen'er until Zhen'er doesn't need her sister." ”

Lu Zhen sniffed, asked with a red nose: "Daddy is asleep, when will Zhen'er dream of Daddy?"

"Soon, soon, soon."

Wen Cha bent down to take his hand, "Now Zhen'er is coming over and kowtowing to Daddy and Mother three times, okay?" ”

Lu Zhen stretched out his little hand to wipe his tears, kowtowed three times to the corpse on the bed, and then stood beside Wen Cha with a blank eye.

Wen Cha sighed secretly, changed the clothes of the corpse that had begun to smell, and went outside to call Zhou Zhonglin in, before putting the bodies of the original owner's parents into the coffin.

There was no money for a funeral, and there was no grand farewell ceremony, only a few familiar villagers helped to set up a grave on the hill behind the house, and after putting the coffin in it and covering the soil, Wen Cha set up the wooden tablet that had been written in front of the grave and began to burn paper money.

The grave money was blown everywhere by the wind, and Wen Cha pulled Lu Zhen to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the original owner's parents a few times, before he blushed his forehead and thanked Zhou Zhonglin.

Zhou Zhonglin stopped and said: "After that, your sister and brother are helpless, have no relatives, and no one to take care of, so it is better to go to your uncle's house, and your uncle will take care of you."

Zhou Zhonglin said very sincerely.

But Wen Cha didn't agree.

His family is old and young, and it all depends on him to contribute, and life is not as good as the previous owner's family, and it will only make matters worse if they go over.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou, I'm not young anymore, and I can take care of my younger brother."

Zhou Zhonglin also wanted to persuade and persuade, Wen Cha's attitude was very clear, "If there is anything in the future, I will definitely go to Uncle Zhou." ”

Zhou Zhonglin sighed, knowing that she was clear-minded, and she didn't insist anymore, leaving two old hens behind, and some loose rice said goodbye.

Wen Cha looked at his back and didn't speak for a long time. Zhou Zhonglin only went to him for help when she couldn't live, but the original owner didn't ask him for half a point until he died.

He is upright and righteous, but his sons Zhou Bing and Zhu Dashan are friends with wine and meat, the reason why Zhu Dashan persecuted the original owner, how much of it was instigated by Zhou Bing, he wanted to wait for Zhu Dashan to get tired of playing to get a piece of the pie, but he didn't know that when Zhu Dashan made a move on the original owner, he sold him instead.

It goes without saying how much hatred the original owner has in his heart.

Wen Cha sighed deeply, these people, don't even want to pick them up.

Holding the little Lu Zhen, she went into the house and rummaged through the only three copper plates left in the money bag, and began to think about how to earn money to make a living.

After thinking for a while, she took a few glances at the cabbage and radish that were rising very well behind the house, and took advantage of the time to pull up a lot of them, and made some kimchi with yeast.

After drying some messy dried vegetables, he went back to the house to cook for Lu Zhen.

After cooking, Lu Zhen's appetite is not good, and tears will fall when he eats, although he is only two years old, his head is very smart and sensible.

What she said to him was only for a moment.

After eating, Wen Cha moved the unused stove to the house, and boiled a pot of vinegar on the pot to disinfect the house.

The sour smell filled the entire courtyard.

Aunt Liu next door sniffed and frowned, and knocked on the door, "Lu Cha, what are you doing in the house?" ”

Wen Cha turned around and opened the door, Aunt Liu looked her up and down, opened her mouth and complained: "Why are you so ignorant, you are really going to smoke people to death!"

Saying that, she fanned her nose with her hand, her face was full of disgust, and she didn't remember that the girl in front of her had no father and mother yesterday, and ordered with a cold triangular face: "Hurry up and put out your fire, I still have to take a nap!"

Wen Cha glanced at her looks.

The eyebrows are convex and the eyes are sunken, the cheekbones are collapsed, the Yin Tang is narrow, the eyes are fluttering, and the small face is obvious.

Wen Cha lowered his eyes, answered lightly, and didn't listen to anything more, and slammed the door shut.

Aunt Liu almost got hit on the nose, and immediately scolded in front of the house, what is hard to hear.

Wen Cha had a ridiculous intuition, and increased the fire to dispel the cold rust in the house, before he slowly stopped and bathed Lu Zhen with hot water.

A few days later, the fishy smell in the house was cleared, and Wen Cha locked the house where the original owner's father and mother lived, and never opened it again.

In the early morning of summer, Wen Cha put away all the dried vegetables that were drying outside, packed them in baskets with the soaked sauerkraut, carried the flat shoulder, and took Lu Zhen to the market.

She is a waste of life, except for food, she has nothing else to take, and there are no such home-cooked dishes in this world, so she can only try her luck.

Arrived early, she found a shady place to set up a stall, opened the kimchi jar, the faint aroma of vegetables combined with the fermented sour smell quickly spread around, passing by the rich servant who bought vegetables smelled the taste, walked forward to take a look, Wen Cha picked a small one for her to taste, she seemed to be a little unaccustomed to eating, frowned and swallowed reluctantly, was about to scold Wen Tea for not doing well, the next moment, she was stunned, it was actually a gurgling aftertaste, mouthful, and there was an urge to eat a bowl of rice.

Her eyes lit up, the young lady at home has a bad appetite recently, but she is in a hurry to spoil the old lady, isn't this dish just right?

She proudly threw down half a tael of silver: "Come on three catties!"

Wen Cha saw that it was open, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, praised her, and gave her a free way to cook, and the servant ran away with a smile.

The onlookers around saw the servant's appearance after tasting it, and listened to Wen Cha's orderly words, and also weighed home with some intentions.

By the evening, a jar of kimchi had bottomed out, and the dried vegetables had also disappeared a lot under her intentional recommendation.

Wen Cha collected the stall and went home, and on the way he bought Lu Zhen a sugar gourd and his favorite chestnut cake.

Lu Zhen bit the sugar gourd and sat in the half-empty basket, finally showing a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

Wen Cha was also happy when he saw it, and secretly told himself that he must make more money, so that his younger brother will have endless sugar gourds in the future.

After returning to the house, Wen Cha made some porridge, stir-fried the kimchi, and Lu Zhen finally ate an extra bowl of rice in the oil.

Wen Cha rubbed his ears happily, "Eat a lot to grow up, you can't skip dinner next time, okay?" ”

Lu Zhen stared at his round eyes and nodded, "Hmm." ”

After taking a bath and coaxing Lu Zhen to fall asleep, Wen Cha took out the scissors pressed under the pillow, carried the unlit oil lamp, and walked out with a low pace.

Not far from the house, there was a large expanse of inexhaustible reeds, and at the end of the reeds, there was a river flowing down from the top of the mountain.

The river is called Huai River, and it is said that it has existed since the beginning of time, and it has a history of hundreds or thousands of years.

When it flows down from the top of the mountain, it is not a river, but a stream where only stones can be seen.

The river meanders to a waterhole at the bottom of the village, where it splits into several tributaries to go to another village.

Huaishu Village, where the river gathers, many people are buried in the water during the year, most of the corpses can be found downstream, but many more are not left.

How deep the river is, there is no way to know, but no one doubts.

Out of the village, the astringent cold wind can freeze people to death, the reeds are blown by the wind, and Wen Cha has been fighting with the system in his mind, so he is not so afraid.

She lit the oil lamp and walked slowly, and in the distance she could hear the sound of the river crashing on the shore, and when she got closer, she could smell a rotten stench that she could not touch in the daytime.

She walked to the riverbank, her eyes were cold and straight to the river, there were no stars and no moon, the angry waves were surging, mixed with the cold wind, and she saw that the river was pitch black.