Chapter 8: Her Envelope

The rain becomes lighter, reverts to a drizzle, and slowly stops again.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be peeled open by a big hand, slowly drifting away, and the dark heaven and earth lit up by three points.

The grass and trees everywhere exude the freshness of the rain.

Lu Dongfang stood quietly, staring at his mother's grave, and after a long time, his mind returned to calm.

"It's okay, it's not the best, but it's not the worst either!"

When the dust settled, he began to think about other things.

After my mother died, I don't know who buried it, and in front of this grave, the ashes of paper money and the remaining incense candles should have been burned not long ago, and who was worshipping.

In their house, in addition to his mother's breath, there was a strange smell, and I thought it was the man.

His mother was an orphan and therefore had no family, and his father, according to his mother, died in a natural disaster in the third month of his pregnancy. There are no relatives in the family, and he has not seen any relatives since he was a child.

Lu Dongfang breathed all over his body, shook the rain off his clothes and hair, and even shook the dirt with him, looked at the white-haired dog, and beckoned, "Come here." ”

The white-haired dog looked very depressed at this time, pulling his head and staring at the east of the road, cats and dogs can pass yin and yang, it just felt the breath of the owner, but it was suddenly gone, and the original joy turned into sadness.

Seeing Lu Dongfang beckoning, he was a little timid and hesitated to walk towards Lu Dongfang, licking his nose as he walked, and seeing that Lu Dongfang really didn't seem to hurt it, he happily passed.

Lu Dongfang Extraordinary People, as long as they don't deliberately hide it, will exude a kind of aura that makes living beings feel very comfortable, especially for living beings whose sensitivity is much better than that of humans.

Lu Dongfang squatted down and touched its head.

He was very grateful for his mother's companionship during her lifetime. The breath invaded, directly wrapped the white-haired dog, and in an instant, all the water and mud on the white-haired dog's body were removed, turning into a real white and shiny white dog, not small, the white hair is very long and beautiful, but it is too thin.

The white-haired dog felt gentle, grinned and wagged its tail, Lu Dongfang pointed at its forehead again, within a radius of dozens of meters, a little grass and tree essence green brilliance rolled in, violently immersed in its body, making it tremble, and after that moment, a very humane light appeared in his eyes.

"Keep watch. Lu Dongfang got up and walked towards his and his mother's house, the white-haired dog staring at his back behind him, his thin body slowly plumping.

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Walk through a forest of spice trees and you're there.

The earthen tile house, the wooden door that is about to break out, the door is locked with old locks, and there are grinning door gods on both sides.

The front of the house is very clean, and it should have been done for a long time.

The smell of the house was that of his mother and another person, who had obviously lived here for a long time.

Lu Dongfang's fingertips invaded the keyhole, and with a click, the lock opened, and with a slight push, the door creaked open.

The room is also very clean, in the middle of the small living room, there is a table of eight immortals with a neat table, surrounded by long wooden benches, Lu Dongfang threw the money bag on the table, and looked at it in a blink of an eye.

In the innermost corner on the right side of the living room, there is a small counter with an old-fashioned TV set, which is also clean and dust-free. At the counter there is also a pile of brown fusiform raw materials for spices, which have been taken from the spice tree, which is an important economic object in the countryside.

"That guy loves cleanliness. "The people who live here must be accompanied by their mothers, Lu Dongfang has a good impression, and looking at the appearance of this house, he has a good impression even more.

The structure of this house is very simple, there are two rooms on either side of the living room door, plus a kitchen and a bathroom behind the living room, and the bathroom is also a utility room.

Lu Dongfang entered a room, the room was very dim, if you didn't turn on the light, only the glass tiles on the roof let in some light, this room should be that person, filled with a fragrant smell, a small pink bed, a few plush dolls on the bed, a wardrobe next to the bed, and a desk with a lot of books.

He used to flip through a few books, elementary school textbooks, junior high school textbooks, high school textbooks.

It says Lu Wanwan.

There is also a paper spread out on the table, a math paper, the third class of high school, Lu Wanwan, with a red pen with 91 points in elegant big characters.

Lu Wanwan?

Surname Lu?

Who is it?

Lu Dongfang thought and exited the room.

He entered another room, which belonged to his mother, everything in the room was neatly arranged, as if it was sealed, and there were many photos pasted on the walls around him, which made Lu Dongfang's heart uncomfortable, most of those photos were his, especially when he was in college, and he could imagine that for a long time, his mother must have cried when he looked at these photos.

In addition to his photos, there are also two girls, one of whom is younger, presumably Lu Wanwan.

The other one, it turned out to be hers! To be exact, it was a photo of her with him, probably because of the reason for his existence in the photo, and his mother posted it.

Well?

Lu Dongfang suddenly sensed a trace of aura different from his mother and Lu Wanwan, and his eyes followed the breath and saw a big wooden box in the corner of the wall.

It's unlocked.

Lu Dongfang walked over and leaned over to open it, the box was mostly full of sundries, and at the bottom of the box, a letter was pressed.

A corner of the letter, the payment, Ning Ayawu.

Lu Dongfang picked it up, the envelope was very thick, and there was more than just stationery inside.

Did she come to him? And a letter to her mother?

To be honest, Lu Dongfang misses her a lot, so when he sees this letter, his heart can't help but be touched, although this should be a letter from more than ten years ago.

"The people inside come out!" Lu Dongfang was about to open the letter to take a look, when there was an angry shout outside.

Lu Dongfang sensed that there were a few old men with hoes and shovels.

"Who is that guy, I'm afraid it's a thief who broke into the house, Lao Luo, tell me what you see him like. A hunchbacked thin man in his sixties and seventies wearing brown boots and a gray cloth shirt whispered.

"I don't know what he looks like, that guy is afraid that he is 1.75 to 1.8 meters, he looks like a cow and a horse, and his hair looks like a woman, I saw the back, he is definitely not a good person, but it's okay to steal, I'm afraid that he has some bad idea to hide inside and want to bully Wanwan's little girl!" Lao Luo is fifty or sixty years old, one meter six years old, short and fat, with a big belly, very dark skin, bald, and a hoe with mud tightly grasped in his hand.

"Let's be careful, we'll remember not to hit the head later!" the other two men wore straw hats and carried a basket with green in it, and they put it down as they spoke.

"The people inside come out quickly!" Lao Luo shouted again, and the four old men walked cautiously towards the gate, with light steps, and then separated on both sides of the gate and waited, raised the hoe and shovel above their heads, listened sideways, and prepared to wait for the people to come out, so they smashed it first.

Trespassing on someone's house means that they are injured, and they are justified.

What's more, if Lu Wanwan's little girl really encounters bad people coming to the door, if they don't come out, I'm afraid something will happen.