So, the woman with the mole on her forehead really wasn't from Heping Town?

No wonder the innkeeper said that there was no such woman in the town, and the people here were taboo and did not allow this mole to remain.

So are it outsiders who pass through here?

And what about minus 4?

No, the boss said that the young adults have gone out to work, and they have not drowned at this age in recent years.

Sick of it!

So how do I find out?

When I was anxious, suddenly the fragrance of gardenias wafted by.

Intrigued, I followed the smell and saw a pale face.

It's the woman who threw stones on the shore!

She's saying hello to the old man who just spoke to me!

How are these people dishonest and actually lying to me.

"Hey, you're ......"

I grabbed the woman's arm and froze when she turned around.

On the woman's forehead, there is no mole.

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" The woman smiled, "Fauber, your relative?" ”

"It's not!" The old man waved his hand, "Considering that it is a foreigner who is passing through here, how can there be a young woman in our town." ”

"Yes!" The woman nodded softly to me, "You're the kind of poor traveler you say on TV, aren't you?" We only have one emperor crossing here, and there is no scenery. ”

"Little sister!" I hurriedly retracted my hand, "I...... I can't find a meal nearby, do you know where to find it? ”

"What young lady, it's strange that you're not used to it, you just call me Xiumei, Zhou Xiumei. There are no restaurants in such a small town, but if you don't dislike it, I'll give you a bowl of noodles to eat? ”

"No, no, no!" I immediately shook my head happily, "Then trouble you, Sister Xiumei!" ”

"Follow me!"

With Ning Yi here, I naturally won't be afraid.

This Zhou Xiumei is exactly the same as what I saw in my minus 4 consciousness, but why doesn't she have that mole?

I looked at her carefully, and there was no scar on her forehead.

If such a large mole is removed, it will leave more or less traces.

Zhou Xiumei took me to a two-story building, and after opening the yard, a little girl with a ponytail rushed over.

Zhou Xiumei squatted down and hugged her.

"Mom, I'm waiting for you!"

"Mom knows!"

Zhou Xiumei smiled at me, and then carried the girl into the house.

With the light, I could see the little girl's cute and loving face, round and very sweet.

However, on the right forehead, there is a bright red scab.

Faintly, you can still see oozing blood.

"Mom, who are they?"

"They are guests, they have come to our house for dinner!" Zhou Xiumei said gently, "Yuanyuan, you go to do your homework first, and your mother goes to cook." ”

"Good!"

After Zhou Xiumei left, I sat opposite Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan lowered her head and wrote seriously about last night.

The writing is slow, but the handwriting is neat.

One stroke at a time, upright.

"Yuanyuan, why did your head hurt?"

To break the somewhat dull atmosphere, I whispered.

Yuanyuan's head lifted from the book, and then tilted her head to look at me.

"I was injured when I was a child!"

"As a child? How long was that? ”

"Before kindergarten!" Yuanyuan said lightly, "I'm not honest in my dreams, and I always pick this scar at night." Then, the scar never got better. ”

After speaking, Yuanyuan continued to write her homework.

Sounds strange!

I've heard that this little baby is not honest, but how can a five- or six-year-old pick a wound that will never heal?

Parents will definitely take measures when they know about it, such as putting gloves on their children or something.

"The noodles are coming!"

While she was meditating, Zhou Xiumei came over with a bowl of steaming noodle soup.

Ordinary somen noodles put a few green vegetables and some sesame oil, and the fragrance is amazing.

"Thank you, Sister Xiumei!"

"No thanks!"

Zhou Xiumei said, and sat in front of Yuanyuan and watched her do her homework.

"Sister Xiumei, how many sisters do you have?"

My words made Zhou Xiumei raise her head.

"I'm the only one!" Zhou Xiumei frowned slightly, "Why do you ask that?" ”

"Is there really only one? Someone I knew before looked very similar to you! I wonder if it's your sister or a relative or something. ”

"I'm the only one in my house!" Zhou Xiumei smiled.

Are there people in the world who look like that?

And she also appeared in Emperor Crossing!

The odds are smaller than the odds of winning the lottery!

The noodle soup is hot, and the stomach is warm when you eat it.

When I got to the bottom of the bowl, I saw a poached egg.

The kind that is soft-hearted, soft and glutinous.

"Sister Xiumei, are you and Yuanyuan at home?"

"My dad went out to work!"

Without waiting for Zhou Xiumei to speak, Yuanyuan hurriedly spoke.

Zhou Xiumei smiled and patted Yuanyuan gently.

"Yes! My man works outside, and the money outside is better than here. If you farm and fish every day, it is not enough for a family of four. ”

"Is Big Brother also a local?"

"That's right!"

"You family of three look so happy!"

Unexpectedly, after I said this, Yuanyuan pursed her lips.

"Daddy hasn't been back in years!"

Zhou Xiumei, who was originally pleasant, changed her face in an instant, and she overturned Yuanyuan's notebook.

"Don't interject when adults talk, children!"

Yuanyuan was frightened, and tears rolled in her eyes, but they never flowed.

I was a little embarrassed and hurriedly protected Yuanyuan.

"Sister Xiumei, I'm sorry, I'll just ask casually."

"No matter what you do, the child has to teach her the rules, otherwise if you offend someone, something will likely happen!"

Zhou Xiumei said this, glaring at Yuanyuan.

"Go back to the house!"

"Yes, Mom!"

Yuanyuan left, turning back three times in one step.

After I finished eating, I had to say goodbye in a hurry.

But my intuition tells me that Zhou Xiumei is eccentric.

So I begged Ning Yi to take me to Zhou Xiumei's house again in the dead of night.

Around midnight, the whole town fell silent.

Not to mention the barking of dogs, not even the slightest sound of wind.

However, the lights in Zhou Xiumei's house are still on.

The room with the lights on is the one Yuan Yuan entered.

Ning Yi and I glanced at each other, and then walked in quietly with me.

Probably because I deliberately hid my form, I couldn't hear my footsteps and couldn't see my own shadow.

Through the gap in the window, I saw Zhou Xiumei.

Zhou Xiumei sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yuanyuan who was already asleep.

That expression was full of pity and pity.

I was wondering why she didn't sleep in the middle of the night, when Zhou Xiumei's eyes instantly became hideous.

Then she reached to her waist and pulled out a knife.

Looking at it, Zhou Xiumei aimed the blade at the red scab on Yuanyuan's forehead.

Then little by little, the scab is broken until it is drenched in blood.

Oh, my God!

The wound that was always bad was not caused by Yuanyuan when she was dreaming, it was cut by Zhou Xiumei while Yuanyuan was asleep!

I covered my mouth and didn't dare make a sound.

When Zhou Xiumei tore off the whole scab, she took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao familiarly.

After pouring the powder on top, don't turn around until the bleeding stops.

……