country evil

It was late at night, insects were chirping, fallen leaves were rustling, the pear orchard was so quiet that ghosts could kill people,

Communicating with sisters and sisters-in-law, going through tombs, entering caves, and staying in dry wells, it is a special experience.

The bottom of the well is narrow, crowded together, unable to stretch their hands and feet, and feels like they can't breathe.

After all, I dedicated the first chance of communication to this muffled deaf Dasou. No matter how stingy she is, she is greedy for cheap, but she still has an indescribable friendship.

She can't be said to be beautiful, she can't be said to be plump, and there is nothing attractive about her appearance, but Lin Le subconsciously feels that they are closely connected through deep contact, and it is not easy to separate completely.

The not-so-smooth communication activities finally came to an end, and fearing long nights and dreams, he climbed out of the dry well, said goodbye hastily, and asked her to serve the old aunt.

This morning's plans are at least done.

After returning home, I took a shower and slept until dawn. When the morning light was slightly dewed, I turned over and woke up feeling refreshed.

The internal energy is exhausted, and it is necessary to cultivate and rest for a while, but the teahouses in Murakami are still good places for leisure.

When other people enter the teahouse, besides playing mahjong, they just drink tea and chat, but he has more important things to do.

In the days of the country people, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and the clock is as accurate. Many people follow the routine every day, and it has not changed for several years or decades.

Aunt Zhang is such a person, people are still sleeping in bed, she just sits in the old teahouse.

The people who sat with her were mostly the night wandering gods from the village, the little cock who sneaked around, the Fifth Master Mazi who broke the law of electric fish, Uncle Li who carved stone tablets to deal with dead people, and a few drunkards. find the same topic.

Not long after, the retired township cadres came, and the second sister-in-law Liu, who was replaced by her nephew, also came.

Men, women and children came in one after another. They were in the same village, regardless of rank or rank. The more people there were, the hotter the teahouse was, and the shouts for tea kept coming and going. The boss didn’t know which tea money to charge. , were all received with the warmest welcome.

After Lin Le entered, all the tea guests shouted for tea and competed for money. It was still early, and the other teahouses were empty, so they had to sit next to Xiao Jigong at Aunt Zhang's table, face to face with her and Second Aunt Liu, Pretending not to be familiar with each other, after exchanging glances with the two of them respectively, he turned his head and chatted with the little dick about his card skills.

Soon, Tang Meizhi also came, but he didn't want to drink tea and chat. After exchanging glances with the two underground workers, he plunged into the inner hall to play mahjong.

People are old, but news is always new. A table of people, you talk to each other, national events, road news, rural anecdotes, can't finish talking.

As the women's captain in the past, Aunt Zhang's popularity is so good that almost everyone who comes in and out of the teahouse, no matter whether it's a man or a woman, almost greets her.

It is this female captain who weaves a dark net, with many fake faces, who are not in touch with each other, and maintain a one-way connection. Now, only Lin Le may hold this secret.

The reason why Aunt Zhang revealed the secret was very simple, she wanted him to explore slowly, share the information on the dark web, and after she got it, allow her to peek and have fun, and get the same feeling as if she had experienced it herself.

However, Aunt Zhang's confidentiality work was really good. Every middle-aged woman who greeted her, Lin Le could not see anything unusual, not even blinking or frowning.

So, despite the undercurrent in the teahouse, standing on the water's edge, I was always a little dazed.

In the middle of the afternoon, a woman in her thirties suddenly came into the teahouse. She was wearing expensive branded clothing, her body was spotless, her nostrils were protruding, her lips were tightly closed, and she looked disgusted and arrogant when facing everyone. One side is white and the other side is black, which is her uniqueness.

It was a dark spot from the womb, and as she got older, it slowly spread and covered half of her face, so people called her painted face behind her back, and almost forgot her real name, Yi Chunxiang.

The strange thing is, everyone who entered the teahouse, the tea drinkers shouted for tea, but when Yi Chunxiang entered, no one said anything.

Because everyone knew that she never went to teahouses to drink tea.

Perhaps feeling the indifference of others, Yi Chunxiang was a little embarrassed, moved a bamboo chair by herself, sat beside her, and listened to the crowd's Longmen formation with great interest.

Fifth Master Mazi, who was close to her, quickly moved his chair away, because everyone knew that Hualian hated the smell of leaf smoke.

The second brother Shugen, who was close to her, also moved his chair to stay away from her. He also knew that Hualian would swear when he smelled the smell of stinky shoes.

She listened to Longmen Zhen, her eyes flickered, and she glanced at Aunt Zhang from time to time, as if the two of them knew each other so well that there was no secret at all.

While scanning Aunt Zhang, the peripheral vision from the corner of his eye would scan over from time to time and hit Lin Le.

The four eyes met, a faint smile appeared on the half-black and half-white face, which was indescribably vague and weird.

Once, twice, three times, I was finally convinced that this gaze was not cast out of thin air.

About Hualian, Lin Le knows no more than everyone else. Her father used to open a small winery. He was one of the first few people in the village to become rich. Parents also bought a house in the county town to enjoy themselves.

It was the blackness that ruined her happiness. A tall, rich and beautiful woman failed to fall in love with a tall, rich and handsome man. Halfway through, she thought that half of her face was dark, so she was dumped.

Parents, brother and sister-in-law are all gone, but Hualian doesn't want to go to the city to embarrass others. She stays in the village with her mother-in-law, directs two workers to roast wine, and guards the store left by her father.

It is said to be Gao Fumei, but in fact it is only considered to be rich and half beautiful, and half of her face is dark. Lin Le knew her when she was in elementary school. When she grew up, she met occasionally and passed by in the village. She has never had a deeper relationship. reverie.

However, looking closely at this time, apart from that blemish, because she has not had children and is well maintained, her skin is fair and tender, her buttocks are raised, and her breasts are bulging, especially wearing a pair of tights, which highlights her groin The curve is really wonderful.

Although the internal energy was exhausted, and he glanced sideways at her from time to time, a certain string in his brain moved slightly again.