I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 53 Going to the house and climbing over the wall
Yu Feiwan: The crying is over!
She assured, and the old lady's crutch was raised high and gently lowered.

"It's just thunder but no rain, and you won't be tired of howling all the time."

Oops, it's weird that it rhymes.

Yu Feiwan sat on the pony, and a handful of melon seeds appeared out of thin air in his hand.

While eating melon seeds, he pointed out the country.

One point, a handful of melon seeds, high quality and low price, no matter how young or old you are.

Yu Ping's eyes lit up and she spread her little hands with peace of mind.

"You keep crying."

The next second, Yu Feiwan saw Yu Peng desperately smearing saliva on his face and crying loudly.

The originally dark face was now increasingly dirty and dirty.

The old lady also smacked her lips in disgust.

She was afraid of dirtying the bowl while eating like this.

"Yu Ping, wash him up."

Yu Ping: She also dislikes it, okay?

Looking left and right, Yu Ping stuffed the melon seeds back into Yu Feiwan's hands, and resignedly washed Yu Peng's face and hands.

This little coal baby, no one would pick it up if it was thrown outside.

Yu Feiwan peeled the melon seeds and piled them into a small pile. "Pingping, remember to eat."

Immediately afterwards, Yu Feiwan followed the old lady.

"Grandma, that big house?"

The old lady raised her eyelids and added a handful of firewood. "Are gods so curious?"

"Grandma, according to the age of an immortal, I'm still a baby." Yu Feiwan said with a cheeky smile.

As a baby, being eager to learn and explore is a good quality worthy of praise.

The old lady patted the dust on her hands and said calmly, "It was originally the house of a rich man. After the land reform, it was returned to the government and then given to the common people to live in."

Yu Feiwan: I can see it.

"There were eight or nine families living in the old house at first. Over the years, those who had some spare money have all moved out."

"Curiosity is just curiosity, so don't go wandering around in there."

"Especially stay away from the embroidered building and the back door."

The old lady worriedly warned her a few more times.

For Yu Feiwan, these instructions were more like hooks.

The old lady glanced at Yu Feiwan, who was listening attentively, sighed, and smiled helplessly.

"That Xiulou has killed many people."

"This is a real thing."

"At that time, I, Qingshan and Shuishan had just settled in this village a few years ago. We lived in an old house with two rooms on the main street of the brigade."

"This small courtyard with green bricks and tiles was built on land when Shuishan was about to get married."

"If the land hadn't been cheap and I didn't have much money at that time, I wouldn't have chosen to build a house here."

"That incident was a fuss for a while, and then it was settled."

"Not long after, another family moved into the embroidery building. It was said that it was a little unclean and something happened. They said they slept in the embroidery building at night and were found lying in the yard at dawn."

"I heard it from hearsay, and I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"Within two years, a teenage girl from that family was hanged in the embroidery building."

"As soon as this happened, Xiu Lou became even more mysterious."

"After that family moved out, no one dared to live in Xiulou. Mrs. Guo and her family were half afraid of the bad luck, so they locked the house and nailed the windows."

"More than ten years have passed and I haven't heard of anything evil."

"But no matter what, it is true that the place is not peaceful."

"As for the back door, we have to wait until the war. The house was occupied by the enemy for a period of time. The large open space outside the back door was an execution ground and many people were killed."

"So, people living in this village are inevitably afraid."

"I've heard a lot of things from people. I can't be sure whether they're true or not. Just in case, don't go secretly."

"Did you hear me!"

"Pingping listens to you. If you don't express your opinion, she doesn't have the courage." Yu Feiwan scratched his head, but it sounded like she was the culprit.

Can you tell me that what the old lady said about sleeping in the embroidery building at night and finding her in the yard at dawn reminded her of her childhood nightmare, the Plum Blossom File.

Although the TV series was more terrifying than a horror movie, and the atmosphere was exaggerated without regard for life or death, it was only a suspense drama, not a drama about gods, ghosts, and ghosts.

Sure enough, reality is more intriguing than stories.

If it is really something supernatural, how can it be sealed with a few iron locks and a few wooden boards.

As the old lady said, it is indeed dangerous.

Having lived in peace for more than ten years does not necessarily mean that we are truly safe.

"Then it's better not to send Pengpeng to be looked after by Grandma Guo from now on."

Yu Feiwan muttered quietly.

The old lady raised her eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Guo is a real person."

"Don't think about it."

The old lady patted Yu Feiwan on the shoulder, then used crutches to call Yu Ping and her brother to eat.

Yu Peng's little black face was rubbed like a monkey's butt and turned red.

Yu Peng, who could only howl even after being beaten with a cane, became tearful after washing his face.

After dinner, take a lunch break.

The only animals awake in the small courtyard of the green brick house were Yu Feiwan and the old hen in the chicken coop.

Even the big yellow dog got into the kennel, curled up in a ball and slept soundly.

Yu Feiwan looked at the ladder erected in the corner, sneakily climbed to the courtyard wall, and looked at the old dilapidated house from a distance.

The big ones are really big, and the materials and design are really exquisite, but now the tatters are also really tatters.

This is really a house that hides a big secret.

Yu Feiwan had a rough understanding of the layout of the house in his mind.

The house in the afternoon was even more eerily quiet.

All I could see was an old man with white hair, a stooped figure, and a limp walking out of the only upside-down house still standing in the front yard. He passed through the hanging flower door that had mostly collapsed and walked straight towards the inner house. .

Well, this house is a mixed bag of people.There has long been no distinction between inner and outer houses, and there are no longer as many rules as before.

The old man's limping steps became slower and slower as he passed the embroidered building.

At noon, she and Yu Ping passed the gate twice, but they didn't notice anyone else in the room.

There were no fireworks, no smell of rice, and no voices were heard.

The old man's figure disappeared from Yu Feiwan's sight.

Yu Feiwan rubbed his eyes and walked around, where did he go?

"It's not too late!"

The anxious voice of the old lady on crutches sounded.

"You're not afraid of falling anymore!"

The old lady quickly came over and held the ladder to let Yu Feiwan come down.

"You kid, why do you make people so worried?"

"Don't let Pingping see it, or else you'll learn from him."

"You even go to the house and climb over the wall. You don't look like a girl at all. Don't call Fei Wan by such a polite name. Call her Pihou'er."

"Yu Pihouer."

The old lady poked Yu Feiwan in the forehead and said angrily.

"Shh!"

Yu Feiwan pointed to the room and took the old lady's arm, "Grandma, keep your voice down."

"Grandma, I'm very careful."

"Grandma, don't be angry."

Yu Feiwan rubbed his head against the old lady, acting softly and coquettishly.

"I saw an old grandpa..."

(End of this chapter)