peasant family

Chapter 68 They Are Real Children, Not Ghost Dolls!
Lu's patted Shen Qing's head lovingly, and said: "Third brother won't let you go, mother will let you play. Yunjing, you can take sister Qing'er to play, there is no work at home right now. You don't need to guard your mother!"

Han Yunjing stood up helplessly, "Okay mother, I'll go kill pigweed by the way!"

Lu knew that Han Yunjing didn't want to play with the children in the village. It was because those children had been bullying him all the time. He didn't want to be bullied, and he often didn't go out unless he could.

Seeing Han Yunjing holding a bamboo basket and a small sickle, Shen Qing smiled and followed Han Yunjing, "It would be great if you agreed to take me out to play early!"

When Lu Shi heard Shen Qing's words, he couldn't help laughing.

Han Yunjing took Shen Qing to hunt pigweed in the direction of Youziping. He used to do so in his own field at the foot of the mountain, but today he took Shen Qing to go to a place with many children.

When they walked for a while and passed a large cemetery, Shen Qing heard the laughter of a group of children, she followed the sound and saw the children playing in the cemetery.

They ran from one grave to another to play, and some children even played hide-and-seek in the cemetery, having a great time.

This cemetery is located among a forest, the sun is very good today, very hot and dry, looking from a distance, it makes this cemetery a little better, the golden sun's rays are pouring between the trees, giving the gloomy The cemetery has added some vitality!
For some reason, this kind of scene gave Shen Qing the feeling of watching a ghost movie, and made her subconsciously feel that those children were ghost dolls living in the cemetery!

"Third brother~" Shen Qing's scalp felt a little numb, "Did you see that? Those children?"

Han Yunjing stretched out his hand to hold Shen Qing's cold little hand, and said, "Don't be afraid, they are real children, not ghost dolls! The children in our village like to come here to play. Although there are many graves here, except for a few graves on the edge of the field Bao is a new grave, and the graves above are all old graves. I don’t know how many years! They like to play here. The adults never say anything, and there is no accident. If you dare not play, then you don’t have to play. .”

Shen Qing shook his head again and again: "No, no, I won't play anymore!"

It's not that she is timid, but that the scene just now was too exciting.

I always feel that those children are the incarnation of ghost dolls, so I don't want to play for the time being!
"Are you afraid?" Han Yunjing looked at Shen Qing who was next to him with a funny face.

Shen Qing raised his head and glared at Han Yunjing: "I'm not afraid. I just don't think this place is suitable for you to hunt pigweed. Let's change to a place where you can shoot pigweed and we can play too."

"Oh~ third brother understands, Sister Qing'er is not afraid, she is thinking for me. If this is the case, then I can't live up to Sister Qing'er's good intentions!"

"Yes, yes, let's go!"

However, they had just walked halfway to the cemetery when they were seen by children playing in the cemetery.

"Look, Broomstar is here."

The children shouted broom star one after another, and some children picked up small stones to hit Han Yunjing.

Han Yunjing always put on an indifferent face, as if the beatings and scolding of those children had nothing to do with him.

Shen Qing felt sorry for this little boy, she stopped in her tracks: "Third Brother, I'm not happy when they scold you!"

(End of this chapter)