Ah Zhen smiled and said, "What did you just say?" I didn't hear you. ”

Zhang Geng covered his head and grinned, he didn't dare to look at Song Zhen anymore, and said in a snort: "It's nothing ......"

I looked out the window at the speeding scenery and saw patches of rice as far as the eye could see, with a few scarecrows in the center of the rice.

These scarecrows stood diligently in the rice fields, guarding this place, wondering if one day they would grow two legs and escape from this prison.

Babies haunt midwives?

Zhang Geng easily believed Song Zhen's words, but I didn't believe it too much.

If this is true, not only the midwife, but also the doctor who delivered the baby in the hospital will not be spared.

But after all these years, I have never heard of the saying that a midwife will not die well.

When the seeker of truth tears through the first layer of absurd lies and sees a situation that seems logical, he will naturally think that he has found the truth.

However, the absurd lie may be an attempt to cover up another lie.

The beauty of the fragrant car is bringing me into a fog.

Buyi Village is a remote mountain village, and the policy of rural revitalization has been brought into full play here.

The ground is a wide cement pavement, which has been repaired all the way to the door of the villager's house; On the wall at the entrance of the village, red paint is clearly written: "Advocate changing customs and new customs and civilization, oppose feudal superstition and stereotypes", "Believe in science, improve quality".

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I had already heard the sound of suona and crying, and many shiny BMW Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the village and lined up for nearly 100 meters.

The people who came to mourn were dressed in suits and leather shoes, properly maintained, and walked with a tiger's pace, looking like they were either rich or expensive.

The midwife of a remote mountain village can let so many rich people come to mourn.

Each of them had a heavy face and tears in the corners of their eyes, this is not a daughter-in-law crying mother-in-law - hypocrisy, let alone a son-in-law crying mother-in-law - a wild donkey farting.

They were really heartbroken, some of them had dark blue eyes and red and swollen eyes, as if they hadn't slept for days.

As soon as these people saw Song Zhen's car, they ran over excitedly, surrounded us, and asked questions.

Their expressions were anxious, their eyes were horrified, and they asked aloud, "Did you bring them back?" Did you bring people back?! ”

Compared with them, Song Zhen, the granddaughter of the deceased, seemed a little indifferent.

Song Zhen even pointed at Zhang Geng with a light smile: "Don't worry, it's him, in another day, my grandmother will definitely be able to be buried smoothly." ”

Everyone's eyes looked at Zhang Geng in unison, their eyes were full of scrupulous and suspicious, but more of them were fanatical.

They came over to shake hands with Zhang Geng.

"Great, thank you for coming, you are our great benefactor!"

"yes, if you hadn't come, we'd ......"

"Ahem!" Song Zhen coughed twice in a rough throat, and only then did these people realize that they had said the wrong thing and instantly closed their mouths, but the hand holding Zhang Geng shook faster.

"Alright, don't hang around here, let's go to the coffin first."

"Yes, yes, yes!" These people nodded again and again, and walked forward with Zhang Geng in their arms.

I was like a stream of water, silently crowded in the crowd, only two people away from Zhang Geng.

This village is really well built, more than any other village I have ever seen.

Every household is covered with a small western-style building, two, three, and four floors, and the windows are decorated with carvings, and some windows have a pick-out window sill, which is quite a bit of European architectural style.

The outside of the small western-style building is surrounded by a circle of green bricks to form a low brick wall, the brick wall is covered with barbed wire, and every household has a big black dog.

The big black dogs did not bark when they saw the living, but lay on the ground, sick and silent, their ears drooping down, and their long tongues spit out.

At the door of each courtyard is written four words "Wang's small courtyard".

These yards look exactly the same, without any personality, and if someone who is not familiar with them walks in them, they will definitely get lost.

On the way to Wang Lan's house, I saw a gray-white bridge.

The bridge stands on the water with ashes, and the river water under the bridge is crystal clear, which is beautiful.

It wasn't until I crossed the bridge for the second time that I realized that everyone had gone around in a big circle and walked to the other side of the bridge.

On the other side of the bridge, it happens to be Wang Lan's house.

It is still a blue brick barbed wire fence, it is still the plaque of the 'Wang's Courtyard', and it is still the European style of the window sill with carved flowers.

I turned my head and took a deep look at the bridge, which seemed to be covered with blue-black smoke.

The two people shook the bright yellow chime in their hands and tapped it gently.

The crisp sound is clear to the ear.

One of them was a little older, dressed in a yellow robe, wearing a yellow scarf, two mustaches on his mouth, and a pair of eyes flashing from time to time;

The other was younger, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The young man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his hair was pulled up, he was not big but very steady, and he had the meaning of being a teenager and an old man.

In the middle of the courtyard was a black coffin, faintly glowing with blood.

Song Zhen politely bowed to the two middle-aged men, "Two Heavenly Masters, I have already brought people, do you think it is suitable?" ”

Song Zhen's tone was strange, and the description was not appropriate, in her mouth, Zhang Geng seemed to have become an object, and there were only two situations: suitable and inappropriate.

The two Heavenly Masters, one big and one small, raised their heads, looked at Zhang Geng carefully, nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

They immediately looked at me again.

The slightly older Heavenly Master's face changed suddenly, and there was a slight anger in his eyebrows, and he asked Song Zhenxing Shi: "Since you have found me and others, why do you have to find someone else?" ”

Song Zhen immediately explained softly: "The Heavenly Master misunderstood, this person came with Zhang Geng, not invited by me, he just came to watch the ceremony, and did not participate in the rituals. ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master cocked his mustache, looked at me contemptuously and said, "Since this Taoist friend is here, he must also be confident, can you show your hand and let the poor Dao also open his eyes." ”

I have never met this middle-aged man, and I have no enmity with him, why does he look down on me so much, and still have a trace of resentment?

"Heavenly Master is too worried, I did accompany Zhang Geng here, and I didn't think about ......it."

The young Heavenly Master's eyes rolled, and when he looked at me, he was full of hostility and disgust, "Master, I think this kid is a halfway monk's second knife, and the outside is all spread by falsehood, he is a straw bag!" ”

The boy crossed his hips with one hand and pointed at me with the other, laughing at me.

Zhang Geng frowned, and was about to output to the young man, but was stopped by me.

My hand trembled slightly, and the whole person disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, the young man's hand turned outward, the bone joints fell off, and the wound was red and swollen.