folk legend

Chapter 86
After drinking and eating, the two women cleared the table while chatting about the household chores. Perhaps women are born with cohesion. Anyway, after clearing the table, the two sisters were already talking and laughing, just like sisters who hadn’t seen each other for many years. .

At this time, the man was naturally sitting on the kang, drinking tea, and talking about everything.

During the conversation, it was inevitable to talk about Jiang Liu going to Xu Peng's house. After Han Xiazi heard it, he might think of the days with Master again, so he didn't say anything for a long time.

However, after being silent for a long time, he burst out laughing again. After laughing, he said: "When you said that, I remembered it. It really happened. I said, why did you drink all the time in those few days? Your master at that time When I drank, I drank it secretly, and I drank it myself into a big wine jar, haha."

The words made everyone in the room laugh.Afterwards, everyone chattered and chatted for a long time, and before they knew it, it was past twelve o'clock at night.

If it were an ordinary day, at this time, the people in the village would have already been stretched out to sleep. Today is also because of the arrival of Han Xiazi, and Lao Jiang is also more excited, so he talked until now, knowing that his daughter-in-law was on his lap, and he secretly twisted it. After that, Lao Jiang realized that it was too late, so he hurriedly made arrangements to let everyone go to bed early, and we can talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to say.

Jiang Liu and Dougen went to his house, Xia Xiazi Han and his wife slept in the west room, and Lao Jiang and his wife slept in the east room.Although they didn't do any tiring work that day, they had been tossing and chattering so late, so after lying on the kang, Blind Han quickly fell asleep.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the last full moon night of the year, the bright moonlight shines on the earth, revealing a slight chill.The frost flowers on the ground reflected a little bit of white light.In the cold night, even the night owls were too lazy to come out of their dens, so Sanliangzi in Zishi was immersed in silence.

But on such a quiet night, Lao Jiang was lying on the kang, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. He always felt that there was something in his heart that he couldn't let go of, but after thinking about it, he couldn't remember what it was.

Hearing the panting sound of his daughter-in-law beside him, he closed his eyes and tried his best to let himself fall asleep, but the more he did this, the less sleepy he felt.In the end, Lao Jiang didn't sleep at all, turned over, lay down on the bed, propped his chin on the pillow, filled a pot of cigarettes, and started to click.

In fact, when it comes to cigarettes, Lao Jiang smokes [-]-[-]% or even [-]% if he doesn’t, but he is not addicted. If he couldn’t sleep tonight, he wouldn’t bother to touch this choking thing.

After lighting the cigarette, he only took two or three puffs when he suddenly heard a voice calling his name under the window in the courtyard.The voice was very soft, and they shouted two or three times in succession.

"Jiang Decai, Jiang Decai, Jiang Decai..."

Although the voice was soft, it couldn't stand such a quiet night, so each and every sound really reached Lao Jiang's ears.Moreover, there was an unquestionable majesty in the voice, which made this honest farmer subconsciously agree.

"Hey! Who is it? Who called me?"

But after Lao Jiang agreed, he couldn't hear a single sound, and the surroundings fell into silence again.At this moment, Lao Jiang couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and one thing came to his mind.

It turns out that when the children in the village were very young, the adults in the family told them that if they heard someone calling their name at night, they must not rush to agree to it the first time, and must wait for the voice to call it for the second or third time. Promise three times.

Because according to the old man, the first cry may be a ghost calling for a soul.If you agree the first time, you will easily be hooked away by ghosts.

Thinking of this, Lao Jiang was also full of annoyance.You said that you are such a big person, why can't you keep this little memory?In fact, I can't blame Lao Jiang for this matter. Why do you say that?Because these sayings are all passed down from generation to generation from the elders, the truth and falsehood have long been impossible to verify, and as for saying that they encountered it themselves, it is even rarer.

Moreover, the voice yelled several times at that time. Lao Jiang, a real person, naturally didn't think so much, so he hurriedly agreed.But after agreeing, he didn't hear any reply, Lao Jiang remembered what he said in his old life, and Zhuge Liang began to blame himself afterwards.

When Lao Jiang was lying on the pillow, full of self-blame, he had been looking at the house, and suddenly saw a black shadow, flashing through the gap in the door, and then squeezed into the room.

When he first saw the black shadow, Lao Jiang didn't pay much attention to it, because the villagers have lived in the mountains all their lives, so it is not surprising that they have seen many strange things.

But when Lao Jiang saw this thing clearly through the moonlight cast into the room from the window, his heart skipped a beat, his scalp brushed, and he woke up.

It turned out that the black figure that squeezed in through the crack of the door turned out to be a small man, about fifty or sixty centimeters tall, wearing black clothes made of no discernable material, and the hair on his head was combed casually. Hey, don't see a hairpin made of anything.

When Lao Jiang was afraid, the thing had already come to his head, and then he raised his small head, laughing at Lao Jiang, revealing two rows of yellow and sharp teeth.

Seeing this three-point human-like thing and seven-point ghost-like thing, Lao Jiang couldn't help feeling disgusted in his heart. Subconsciously, he raised the cigarette pipe and pot in his hand and knocked it on the head.

Lao Jiang was full of thoughts of hitting that thing hard for a while, but what he never expected was that it felt like a hollow blow when he watched the cigarette bag and pot hit that thing's head.

Moreover, that thing is still in the same posture, grinning and laughing at Jiang Decai.Seeing this, Lao Jiang hurriedly turned his head and called his daughter-in-law. To be honest, he also wanted to give himself courage.

Just when Lao Jiang turned his face to the side, the villain jumped up, and without seeing clearly what he was using, he hit Lao Jiang's head hard.

Don't look at the small size of the gadget, but it hit Lao Jiang on the head, but it was very real. It hurt Lao Jiang so much that he opened his mouth for a long time with grinning teeth.

If he was beaten for no reason, even an honest person would not agree, so Lao Jiang sat up immediately, thinking of saying hello to this thing.

However, Lao Jiang's body just got up, and before he could move, his head was hit twice again. Suddenly, a pain penetrated into his brain, and a big man fell down in pain. Tears come.Holding his head in his hands, he fell on the kang.

At the same time, that little bastard said bitterly, "I told your son to burn me. If you can't provoke him, I'll clean you up. I'll torment you to death, old man."

At this time, Lao Jiang couldn't care less about listening to what the thing said, and wished he could get his head into the kang to relieve the pain in his head.

Just when the thing was about to jump up and hit Lao Jiang again, there was a coughing sound from the Westinghouse, followed by a small sound like mosquitoes.

"There are only three things. If you dare to hit him again, be careful that I will make you immortal forever."

After the thing heard this sound, it was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky. It was frightened and stood there for a long time.

While kneeling down, Huan Bang Bang Bang kowtowed three times. After kowtowing, he listened for a long time with his ears sideways, and only after making sure that there was no sound from Westinghouse, he stood up tentatively.

Then, after probing lightly for a long time, he slowly slipped out through the crack of the door.

After the thing disappeared through the crack of the door, Lao Jiang felt a slight headache, and then his eyelids became heavy, and he couldn't lift his energy at all. He just fell asleep in this position in a daze.

Turning around, the next morning, Lao Jiang, who usually wakes up at seven o'clock, slept until after nine o'clock this morning before waking up leisurely.After opening his eyes, he was stunned for a long time before recalling what happened last night.

Thinking of this, Lao Jiang wanted to sit up quickly, but when he moved his body a little, he felt his head hurt like a frying pan, so he had to continue lying down.

Lao Jiang lay motionless on the kang, trying hard to think about what happened last night, but he couldn't figure out what kind of thing it was last night. Why did he hit him three times and his head hurt like this.And it still has stamina, even after half a night, it still hurts so much.

When he was wondering whether he should call his daughter-in-law or find a pain reliever, Blind Han lifted the curtain from the outside and walked into the room with a smile.

Lao Jiang's house is still the old three, with one room in the east and one room in the east, and the middle room has two big stoves, which are connected to the kangs of the two rooms.There is a door in each house in the east and west, which is called the damper in the old saying.That is to say, it is closed at night when sleeping, so as to block the night wind blowing in from the outer room.During the day, the air doors are basically open, and only a door curtain is hung to separate the outer room.

When Lao Jiang's daughter-in-law got up this morning, she saw that Lao Jiang was sleeping soundly, so she didn't think much about it. She got up early and opened the door to cook as usual, so blind Han just lifted the curtain and came in.

After entering the room, he sat down on the edge of the kang, turned his face, looked at Lao Jiang in the bed and said with a smile: "What's wrong, big brother, I haven't seen you all night, why are you sitting on confinement?" What? Then what, do you want us to go out and buy a few eggs for you to make soup?"

Xiatang is the dialect of the paddock, which means to visit the confinement woman.

In that era, every household was poor, and everyone was living in a time of tightening their belts, but even so, there was no shortage of etiquette in every household.

(End of this chapter)