Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 53

Could it be that the house was on fire? !

I was shocked, I quickly dropped everything in my hands, put on my shoes and rushed towards home. I kept asking as I ran:
  "What happened to my family?"

There were several familiar faces in that group, including my previous neighbor’s aunt.

But when they heard my question, they looked at me sideways and said nothing.

Yes!

These people are still resenting me for leading people to rescue those abducted women. How can they talk to me!
  But looking at this attitude, something must have happened!

I was too lazy to fight with them, so I ran home in two steps.

The fields are some distance from my home, but anyone with long eyes can see the towering black smoke rolling out of the doors and windows of my house from a long distance away.

There was a circle of people outside my paper horse incense shop, but no one came to help me. On the contrary, everyone had a little bit of joy on their faces.

I was so angry that I stepped forward to push away the crowd watching the show, and quickly stepped forward to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, the black smoke that had accumulated for a long time rushed out of the house, as if it had finally been released.

I was choked and coughed repeatedly, but I was really afraid of the fire, so I shouted quickly:
  "Second uncle! Are you at home? Why is there a fire?!"

There was silence in the house, no one responded, only a steady stream of black smoke swept in.

I gritted my teeth, exited the house, found a rag in the yard that I usually used for wiping things, dipped it in some water, covered my mouth and nose, and stepped into the house again.

The room was filled with smoke, but it was also thick and thin.

The room near the door and the toilet had the least amount of black smoke, so they were obviously not the source of the fire.

I pushed open several doors, and when I finally reached out and pushed open my second uncle's room, I almost fell over due to the smoke.

This is the source of the black smoke that is still spreading——

Shockingly, it was the second uncle’s room!
  I stretched out my hand to fan away the black smoke in front of my eyes and squinted my eyes to take a closer look at the scene inside the house. I was really shocked.

There was no one in the second uncle's room. The wooden wardrobe and bookcase were open and empty inside.

Everything was placed neatly on the bed and burned quietly.

This burning method is more similar to burning charcoal. There are books inside and heavy wet clothes on the outside.

Therefore, although the inside was completely burned, there was no fire outside, only thick smoke.

This was a premeditated burning.

The ground was even covered with a thin layer of iron sheet, and when the bed was burned to the point of collapse, not even a single spark spread.

I stood at the door stunned for two or three minutes, and then shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Little devil! Come out!"

"Where is my second uncle?"

After I finished shouting, I realized that I had inhaled too much smoke and it was really hoarse and hoarse.

When the little ghost head placed in the middle of the hall heard my shout, he quietly poked half of his head out of the porcelain jar, stretched out a few little fingers like bean sprouts, and started making babbling gestures.

This time the little devil was gesticulating with a lot of things. It took me a long time to analyze and understand what he was saying:
  "You said that the second uncle packed a small package, lit a match, and left?"

"You were scared, and he asked you to tell me that you wouldn't come back for dinner?"

The lotus porcelain lid opened and closed twice, but my heart slowly sank.

The two words my second uncle said to me just now, "You go ahead and do your work, I'll leave first" turned out to be the one who left!

Why this time?
  Why did he have to burn all his stuff before he left? I felt uneasy, so I looked back at the bed that was almost burned to the ground. I hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took a few steps forward and threw the remaining items that had not yet been burned into the fire again.

I remember a lot of things in the firelight.

For example, when I got 100% in the first test in elementary school, the teacher rewarded me with a notebook. The notebook with cartoons on the outside was considered a rarity in our remote mountainous area. I brought it back and gave it to my second uncle.

For example, when I was specially recruited by the high school in town, I used the first student subsidy I received to buy a cotton-padded coat for my second uncle.

For example, many, many.

Winter is coming and my second uncle is gone, but he doesn’t take any of this with him.

I opened all the windows and doors, drove everyone away, and then returned to my second uncle's room, quietly waiting for all the memories to turn to dust.

I waited until something cool and shady came close to me and touched the back of my hand, and then I realized——

All this is true, my second uncle really left me.

The little devil held a book and a thick envelope in my hands.

I took a closer look and saw that the book was "The Secret Method of Paper Tying" that my second uncle had given me before. I often read this book, but I didn't take it with me. Instead, I read it every night before going to bed and threw it on my bed. .

At this time, Xiao Guitou knew to bring it to me. Apparently someone had asked it.

I put the book in my arms and took another large envelope. There was no writing on the envelope and there was 51340 yuan in the envelope.

I couldn't believe it and counted the money again in a daze.

This shouldn't be like this. The money can be 50,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan, or even 51,000 yuan.

But, it shouldn't be 51340.

What does this mean?
  This means, 'It's not that I won't give it to you, but that my second uncle doesn't have any more money.'

My hands trembled and I failed to grab the two twenty-yuan brown bills, causing them to fall heavily to the ground along with my heart, kicking up dust all over the room.

The little ghost crawled across the ground vigorously, picked up two banknotes, then crawled to my feet and held them up high, as if expecting to be praised.

"little ghost head"

After a long time, I found my voice again and touched the top of his cold head:
  "From now on, you will be called Xiao Forty."

"Don't blame my sister for choosing a simple name. Who said it would be just the two of us in the future? I can't help it if you don't listen."

Little Forty didn't seem to understand what I said at all. He was just happy that I appeased him and spun his bare buttocks on the ground several times before he could stop.

It was already dark outside.

But I no longer felt tired, and I put everything away properly. Then I went out again and carried the human bones in the fields back to the paper horse incense shop one by one.

One trip, two trips
  十趟
  Fifty trips.
  I'm short and can't carry a lot, but I won't stop.

It took me a full 123 times to carry all the bones home. This was only if I used a large backpack.

Densely packed corpses are leaning against the paper horse incense shop.

In the end, I just couldn't let it go, so I even placed some broken bones that were hard to distinguish from each other under the eaves of the door outside.

They were placed just in time for the rising sun.

My neighbor's aunt went out to wash up early in the morning. She was so frightened by the bones placed at my door that her face turned pale. She opened her mouth and cursed:
  "You damn thing! Who are you trying to curse to death by swinging a bone in front of my door?!"

"Why didn't you burn to death when there was a fire at home yesterday! It's such a heartless thing to make my nephew so miserable!"

(End of this chapter)