Fengcheng old events

Chapter 124 Please God
The old lady nodded: "Well, she has been here a few times, and she is warm-hearted. This child looks very handsome."

The old lady stretched out her hand to tease the child a few times: "Isn't it full moon? What's the matter?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "No, it's only been a few days, born on the eighth day of junior high school. I just eat and don't lax, I vomit after eating."

The old lady nodded: "It's the breath in my chest, it was brought from my previous life. It's okay, just ask Da Xian'er to take a look, make sure you're healthy and healthy."

Zhang Qingzhi himself didn't believe in these things, so he smiled and said, "That's good. Then I'll trouble you to take a look."

The old lady turned her head and said to those few people: "That's how it is, you come back in another four or five days, just wait and see for the time being."

The men and women all nodded in agreement.The common people at the moment are really honest, showing low spirit everywhere, but in fact they are not confident, they are too polite, they take too much care of other people's face, and end up putting themselves too low, losing their own face.

After several people left, only the old lady Zhang Qingzhi was left in the room, and a man who was about the same age as Zhang Qingzhi was the son of Mrs. Xu.

The old lady solemnly washed her hands with a golden basin, and her son went to change the three sticks of incense in front of an unknown tablet.

Then the old lady carefully touched the child's face for a while, muttering words in her mouth, but couldn't hear what she was saying, Zhang Qingzhi stood on the edge of the kang and watched and listened, feeling quite interesting.Don't dare to laugh either.

After figuring it out for a while, the old lady straightened the child up, got up and took out a tambourine, which was very similar to the kind of KTV with rocking strings on the side, with a single drum head and a drum head the size of a washbasin. .

The old lady's son gave Zhang Qingzhi a hand: "Shut up, wait until my mother asks you." He asked him to take off his coat and put it aside.

The old lady didn't go down to the ground, so she got up on the kang, tried her voice, slapped the drum a few times, and then began to sing while dancing with specific steps.

"Hey~~~, where is the sunset on the west mountain, it's dark, oh my god hey hey hey..."

The voice is bright, the drums are good, and the singing is quite pleasant, but the speed is a bit fast, and Zhang Qingzhi can't hear a few words clearly.

What magpies and ravens rush to the forest, what bastards return to the beach.Why is there a family that believes in gods.

What is the left-handed axe, the right-handed fairy whip, what is gray or yellow, or the third prince of Nezha, or the king of Tota Li.It kinda rhymes.

"Three pillars of incense smoked, and candles were lit, please~~ gods, hey, hey, hey--."

Mrs. Xu's son stabbed Zhang Qingzhi: "Throw money, throw it on the kang, next to the child."

Zhang Qingzhi was listening intently, and when he heard Mrs. Xu's son's words, he took out the money from his pocket and threw it beside the child on the kang, only to find out that it was two yuan after throwing it away, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He usually has dime on him, so he didn't think too much about it. He forgot that Liu Guixin took a piece of two yuan when he left today.

Mrs. Xu glanced at the money, saw that it was two yuan a piece, felt quite satisfied, turned around and then jumped up, shouting even louder.

After dancing for a while, Mrs. Xu had already seen sweat on her forehead, and she didn't bother to wipe it off. She bent down and stroked the child's forehead, muttering something incessantly. After doing it for a while, she sat down cross-legged again, The drum was put aside and beckoned.

Her son pushed Zhang Qingzhi over and made him sit on the edge of the Kang with his back to Mrs. Xu and the child.

Mrs. Xu murmured a few more times, and slapped Zhang Qing on the back. This time, the slap was sudden and heavy. With a slap, Zhang Qingzhi fell forward from the slap, and sucked in a breath of cool air.

Mrs. Xu's son reached out to support Zhang Qingzhi: "Don't move."

Just mutter a few times like this, stroke the child's head a few times, and then slap Zhang Qingzhi on the back.

I can't remember how many shots I took. Anyway, Zhang Qingzhi felt that his entire back and shoulders on both sides were so hot that he was about to lose consciousness.

Finally, Mrs. Xu let out a sigh of relief, and sat there with a weary expression. Her son said softly to Zhang Qingzhi: "Okay, clean up." He poured a glass of water and handed it to Mrs. Xu.

Zhang Qingzhi stood up, gritted his teeth and moved his shoulders. Not to mention, his shoulders, which were a little wind-cold, were warm and comfortable at the moment.

Putting on the overcoat and wrapping up the child, Mrs. Xu said, "It's all right, go back and take care of it. If you can't, you can come back every other week."

Zhang Qingzhi agreed, hugged the child and went out.

There was no one in the courtyard outside the door, and the sky was about to get dark. This tossing time was not short, no wonder the old lady was so tired.

The rain and snow are getting heavier now, the sun is also running away from the cold, the dark sky seems to be directly pressed on the ground, and the north wind is howling and going crazy on the ground.

The sky and the earth became more chaotic, and it was impossible to see anything further away. Zhang Qingzhi walked back with the child in his arms.

After passing Jinkeng Village, it was completely dark. Fortunately, the road surface is easy to recognize in winter, and it is not easy to walk into the river.

The ice on the ground was wet by rain and snow, and it was slippery and slippery to step on, so I walked by feeling.

"Hey." Zhang Qingzhi exclaimed, and literally fell on the side of the road.

There are dirt roads here, and there are no cars. A raised stone stood there with ice, and Zhang Qingzhi stepped on it without seeing it clearly.

The fall was quite heavy, Zhang Qingzhi slowly got up, patted his body, picked up the child and hugged him, and continued walking with his teeth bared.Because it was too thick to react in time, the child was crushed under him just now, which is equivalent to being crushed by his whole body after falling.

The Beifeng Yanxue was still covered with light rain, and there was no way to open it to see how the child was doing, so Zhang Qingzhi ignored it and walked home with his arms.

Walking in the snow in winter is quite tiring.

By the time Zhang Qingzhi entered the house panting heavily, it was already two hours later.

"Oh my god, why have you made it this far?" Liu Guixin was sitting on the top of the kang waiting anxiously, Zhang Jingyi and Zhang Xingjun had already fallen asleep on the top of the kang, and the little boy was snoring soundly.

"It's so far away. It takes more than 20 miles to go back and forth. How do you feel about playing?" Zhang Qingzhi put the child on the kang and took off his coat. It was already half wet, and there were still ice skates hanging on it.The cotton hat was also wet, not to mention the shoes.

"How? How did you say it?"

"What can I do, God please, she sang and danced until dark, and even cut me up. The old lady's hands are really strong. She probably swollen her back for taking pictures of me. .”

"Hit you Gaha?"

"I'm his father, I'll be guilty of the crime. Look, I fell down before I came back, and I was under the body, and I didn't make a sound until now. Maybe I crushed the ass to death."

Liu Guixin stretched out his hand to untie the blanket covering the child, and looked at her with big black eyes, with a smile on his lips.

Nothing wrong.

(End of this chapter)