I light incense to worship the gods

"I only know that her home is in Seoul, Northern Hubei Province. Yes, I do too. It's all my fault, me." Wu Bufan said to himself.

"Sister, can you help me find out where Feng Hua's family is? I'm going to take a look." Wu Bufan said.

I didn't want to take care of it at first, but seeing his nervous look, I felt uneasy, "I've mailed souvenirs to her before, but her home is a small village below Seoul in Northern Hubei Province, so I can only mail it to the post office in Kouzi Town. Point, I don’t know the exact location.”

"Okay, give me the address."

I edited the address into a text message and sent it to Wu Bufan.

Wu Bufan thanked him and left.

Watching his leaving figure, I felt a little uneasy.

This feeling is very strange. I recall the scene with Feng Hua in my mind. She was always so kind to me, so considerate and considerate of me. We should have had a very close relationship.

But why do I no longer have that deep friendship for her?

I didn't dare to think too much and went to class.

While attending the class, I received a message from Wu Bufan. He bought the ticket and left in the evening, leaving the store to me.

I looked at the darkening sky outside and fell into deep thought, when Hu Tianhong appeared.

She sat next to me, "Dongdong, why don't you go to Seoul?"

"Why should I go?"

"Dongdong, what's wrong with you? Aren't you and Feng Hua very good friends? You've calculated that there will be a heavy funeral in her family, so why don't you go and help take care of her." Hu Tianhong's tone was full of doubts, but there was also some Blame.

"That's her family's business and has nothing to do with me. I'm too lazy to bother." I responded directly.

Hu Tianhong suddenly pulled my arm and tapped my pulse a few times with his fingers.

I couldn't help but shudder, "What are you doing?"

"I'm just curious, if something happens to the Feng Hua family, why are you so calm?" Hu Tianhong stared at me carefully.

Maybe it was because Hu Tianhong tapped my pulse that my head buzzed. The words "something happened to Feng Hua's family" kept echoing in the back of my mind. "Yes, if something happens to Feng Hua's family, I have to go."

As if I suddenly woke up, I quickly picked up my clothes and ran out. I called Wu Bufan and asked him to buy me a train ticket.

When I arrived at the train station, Wu Bufan was waiting for me there.

"Sister, why did you decide to come?" Wu Bufan asked jokingly.

"After all, she is my best friend, so of course I have to come." I explained.

The train to Seoul is a green train that starts with K. Fortunately, it is not the Spring Festival travel rush, nor is it the time when students go back to school, so we successfully bought a sleeper berth.

Lying on the berth, I quickly fell into sleep.

In just an instant, I arrived at the door of Ye Mansion. I opened the door and saw Ye Zeyi drinking tea on the coffee table at the door.

"Dong Bao, you're back." Ye Zeyi's tone was like that of an old couple. "I'm back." I sat across from him, "I didn't expect that I was called back by you just after I fell asleep."

"Why don't you want to?" He pulled me onto his lap and asked softly.

"My Brother Ye calls me, and I'll be here when you call." I kissed him on the face, put my arms around his neck and said, "Brother Ye, do you miss me?"

I don't know if it was my imagination, but Ye Zeyi's body stiffened for a moment, and he looked at me seriously.

"What's wrong? Brother Ye, are there flowers on my face?" I touched my cheek and asked.

"No." Ye Zeyi said lightly, "I heard that you are going to Seoul."

"Yes. Something happened to Feng Hua's family. I want to go take a look." I replied.

"Besides, we treat each other as guests tonight, and I'm on my period." I added.

"Okay." That night, he hugged me and slept all night.

The train to Seoul takes a long time, about two days and three nights.

Wu Bufan and I tried calling Feng Hua several times during the day, but either there was no signal or the call got through, prompting Feng Hua's phone to be turned off and please try again later.

Wu Bufan basically wiped out all the small carts selling cigarettes, melon seeds, drinks, mineral water, beer, liquor, ham, and instant noodles on the train. He bought a lot of wine and snacks, ate and drank during the day, and then slept. When I wake up, I make phone calls. When I fall asleep at night, my eyes are as wide as bells, and I feel a little bit demonic.

I couldn't straighten my back when I sat on this sleeper, and my back ached after lying down for a long time, which made me very uncomfortable.Compared with Wu Bufan, I kept walking around during the day and slept soundly at night.

The two of us communicated very little on the train.

People on this train come from north to south, some go south to work, and some go north to do business and return to their hometown in the south.

There were several people playing poker in the car next to me. When I was bored during the day, I went over to watch the fun, and joined them from time to time. Playing poker with me was a 35-year-old Northeastern man and an aunt in her early sixties from Northeastern China.

While playing and chatting, we gradually became acquainted with each other. This Northeastern brother was introduced by his fellow villagers to work on a construction site in Northern Hubei. This aunt went to her son's home in Northern Hubei to babysit her son's children.

The aunt shared her joy and pride in her son working in northern Hubei after graduating from college, starting a family, marrying a wife and having children, and having a successful career.

The Northeastern eldest brother envied his aunt for giving birth to a good son, while lamenting the hardships faced by farmers who were unable to make money. In fact, this small carriage is also a microcosm of the secular world.

During this period, the Northeastern brother bought a few bottles of drinks for us who were playing poker. Although it was not suitable for making money, we could see that the Northeastern brother was an enthusiastic and down-to-earth Northeastern man.

When I was playing poker, I heard from my eldest brother from the Northeast that the two children at home, one boy and one girl, and the second one is a boy, are always sick. He is three years old this year and has been hospitalized three times. The examination couldn't find anything wrong, it just said that I had an upper respiratory tract infection. I could take injections and take medicine for a few days, but it was always fine.

Auntie Dongbei said: "You haven't seen your child from surgery?"

The so-called "surgery" means to find a doctor to treat hysteria.

In fact, Northeastern people always like to talk about old Northeastern past events when they get together, especially on long-distance trains. Everyone likes to talk about some magical and weird things to pass the time.The aunt from Northeast China said that she wanted to go to "surgery", which even changed the subject, and everyone started chatting about it. I listened to them like I was watching the excitement.

"It's not good for children to be sick. Sometimes it's an external disease. You should find someone to see if your ancestors missed the child, came to see the child, or committed some taboo. Sometimes you can't believe it." Northeastern Auntie vowed. said.

As she talked, she talked about an old story of hers. (End of chapter)