Corpse Retriever

The summer heat begins to subside at this time of day, and even the wind blowing from the rice fields brings a little coolness.

Li Zhuiyuan faces the rice fields, closes his eyes, and takes several deep breaths.

"Xiao Yuanhou, what's wrong? Grandpa has a smell?"

"No, Grandpa, I'm smelling the rice."

"Oh, do you smell it?"

"No, it's not like what's written in the article. They say the rice smells so good."

"Silly child, you're not at the right time. Wait until you've applied fertilizer or pesticides, and then smell it. I guarantee that the smell will be stronger!"

"Grandpa, are you kidding me?"

"Hahaha." Li Sanjiang twisted his neck and continued to walk along the ridge with the child on his back. "Now they don't have much smell, but when they're harvested, dried, shelled, steamed and beaten into rice cakes, with hot white steam rising from them, can't you smell the fragrance from a long distance?"

"Grandpa, you're right."

Li Sanjiang stopped and turned to look at the rice field: "Actually, the article you read... What is written in the chapter is not wrong. We farmers see that the crops in the fields are growing well, there is grain in the warehouse and rice in the pot, and we don’t have to worry about starving. This makes us feel at ease. We can stand anywhere and take a breath with our eyes closed, and it is sweet. "

"I understand."

"No, you don’t understand, Xiao Yuanhou. You have never really been hungry, so you can’t really understand that feeling. We have not been able to eat to our heart’s content for many years.

However, no matter what, it can’t be compared with the period before liberation. "

"Huh?" Li Zhuiyuan asked in surprise, "Before liberation, did people have enough food to eat?"

"Yes, before liberation, everyone could have enough food to eat, and no one was hungry."

"Grandpa, what you said seems to be wrong."

"Because animals are not considered people."

"Ah?"

"Xiao Yuanhou, before liberation, your great grandfather, , and also made it to Shanghai. "

"Then, do you know Xu Wenqiang, Grandpa?"

"Who is Xu Wenqiang? I don't know him. Your Grandpa went there by boat, which was very convenient. After all, there is only a river between Nantong and Shanghai.

At that time, I thought that Shanghai was so big, it would be easier to find a job, and it would be better than working for the landlord at home.

I was also lucky. I found a job as soon as I got there. "

"What kind of job did Grandpa find?"

"The corpse-carrying team."

"Did Grandpa work in a funeral home?"

"Oh, there was a funeral home at that time, but ordinary people couldn't go there. You had to run out after you were carried in horizontally. You couldn't afford to die.

Grandpa was in the corpse-carrying team. At that time, the municipal government allocated some funds to lead the team, and some wealthy businessmen also donated money. The job was... Every morning, we collect corpses from the streets and alleys and carry them to the nearby charity cemetery for disposal.

When the situation is good, there are still a few donated coffins. It is not one coffin for each person, but many people squeezed together, and the coffin was stuffed full.

I still remember that there was a time when many children as old as you were collected. It took a lot of effort to stuff them in.

Alas, I can't move it.

Do you know what I mean? "

"Is it because the coffin is too heavy and can't be moved outside, and it is too tight inside and can't be moved?"

"That's right. This is only when the situation is good. There is a coffin. When the situation is bad, the corpses are rolled up with straw mats and thrown into the mass graves outside the suburbs when there is no time to burn or bury them, leaving them to stray dogs.

If it comes to winter, wow, my goodness, it is really tiring.

In the early morning, you can see many families living close together on the street, frozen stiff.

Xiao Yuanhou, that was Shanghai, it was a big city at that time, very rich, any one there, if he loosened his fingers and let a little leak out, it would be enough for a family of ordinary people to eat grain.

But your great grandfather was really busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, there was so much work to do, it was simply impossible to finish it.

At that time, I was thinking...

There were so many foreign cars on the street, and it was clearly in the foreign land, looking up, there were dance halls and theaters, and there were masters dressed in Western clothes and rich ladies coming in and out, but in the alleys between the cracks in the wall, people starved to death every day.

After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out a truth.

Everyone has a pair of eyes, a nose and two legs to walk, but only a small group of people are considered human beings, and the others... no, the others are all fucking cheap animals.

Hey, that's not right. Livestock are also valuable. When they are hungry, they will be fed with a handful of grass. But they are not even worthy of a coffin board. When they die, their bodies are collected because the superiors think it affects the city appearance. "

Li Zhuiyuan hugged Li Sanjiang's neck a little harder and put his face on the back of his grandfather: "Did the grandfather learn the skills at that time?"

"I guess so. At that time, I only earned enough money to feed myself for the day after carrying corpses for a day; now, if I pull one out, I can eat and drink for a long time.

It's better to be liberated. People are finally human beings and have become valuable. "

"My grandfather also said that when he was a child, he was beaten with a whip when he worked as a long-term worker in a landlord's house. "

"Listen to Han Hou's fart. He just grew his hair and we were liberated here. Those landlords were also... Hey, Xiaoyuan Hou, you are not talking about Han Hou?"

"It's Grandpa Bei."

"Hahaha, your father's father in Beijing?"

"Well, he said that if he hadn't really been unable to survive, he wouldn't have followed the team to make revolution."

Li Sanjiang suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the child behind him:

"What?"

"What happened?"

"Did your Bei grandfather fight in the war?"

"Yes."

"Is he still alive?"

"Alive."

"Did you fight the Japanese first?"

"I fought later."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"What's wrong, Grandpa?"

"Little Yuanhou, are you on good terms with your Bei grandfather?"

"During the holidays, I will go back with my parents. Go to eat."

"What about usually?"

"No."

"Ah, you don't go around?"

"Grandma Bei and mom don't have a good relationship."

Li Sanjiang: "..."

"Uncle and grandpa Bei and grandma Bei live together, mom, dad and I live outside, mom doesn't allow me to go to grandpa Bei's place, even dad occasionally goes home secretly, dare not let mom know."

"What is this Lan Hou thinking about?"

Li Sanjiang didn't understand. Of course, he knew that it was normal for mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to have conflicts, but that also depends on the mother-in-law!

If you don't flatter and serve such parents-in-law, what else do you want?

But on second thought, Li Sanjiang suddenly felt that this seemed to be something Li Lan would do.

A golden phoenix suddenly emerged from a room full of honest mud dogs.

If Li Weihan's ancestral grave was not together with his ancestral grave, he would really suspect that Li Weihan's ancestral grave was on fire, and the smoke was not enough.

When she was little, the girl was sweet and well-behaved, and she was lovable. When she grew up, she could discipline her four brothers to be afraid of her. No matter how unreliable the idle man or the gossipy old woman in the village was, they didn't dare to make fun of her. She looked at him with a smile on her face, but she could make people shudder.

I remember that year when she brought her boyfriend home, Han Hou and Guiying were so restrained that they were embarrassed to look at him. Li Sanjiang had seen the world, and he stared at him for a long time and took the initiative to talk to him;

At that time, he noticed that the man was disciplined in front of Lan Hou, and he could only nod like a chicken pecking at rice. If you didn't know, you would think that the man with a white face was a poor wife who had just been abducted into the village by human traffickers.

Li Sanjiang also knew about Lan Hou's divorce, otherwise Xiao Yuan Hou would not have been temporarily placed here. In the past, when a man and a woman divorced, everyone would stand on the woman's side first emotionally, but Lan Hou divorced... Li Sanjiang actually felt a little sympathetic to the man. He could endure for more than ten years. It was not easy.

"Little Yuan Hou, did you change your surname?"

"Yes."

"Alas."

Li Sanjiang sighed, divorced, you actually changed your surname back, if you didn't change your surname, even if you divorced, then Little Yuan Hou is still the son of that family.

"Little Yuan Hou, listen to the advice of the grandfather, when you return to Beijing, find more opportunities to get close to your grandfather and grandmother, understand?"

"I won't go."

"You are an obedient child, the grandfather will not harm you."

"You can't go, if you go, your mother will be unhappy."

"You..."

"If your mother is unhappy, she won't want Little Yuan."

"Alas... what you said is right, you are mother and son, your mother will always like you."

"No." Li Zhuiyuan's voice was low, but very sure, "If you make your mother unhappy, she won't want me, I understand her."

Li Sanjiang had to change the subject: "Little Yuan Yuanhou, did you bring your homework? Let your grandma bring your homework and books back tomorrow."

"I didn't bring them back."

"Ha, you are a clever little ghost. You deliberately didn't bring your books back so that you can have fun in the countryside during the summer vacation, right?"

"Yeah, it's fun."

"You still have to study hard so that you can live better in the future. After these few days, let your sister Yinghou come to give you extra lessons. You should learn from her."

"Okay."

"That's good."

The grandfather and grandson chatted all the way and came to a river. There were farmlands beside the river. They walked along the path along the river for a while. As they walked, they suddenly felt enlightened.

The dam of Li Sanjiang's family is several times more spacious than that of Li Weihan's family.

There are three houses, and the middle one faces north and south. It is a newly built two-story building. However, unlike the square architectural style of Cuicui's family, Li Weihan's new house is very wide, extending from east to west, forming a long strip.

Although there is a second floor, there are only a few separate rooms on it, like a few building blocks placed on a large platform.

There are two bungalows on the left and right sides of the new house, facing each other.

"Grandpa, your house is so big."

"Of course." Li Sanjiang said with pride.

In addition to retrieving corpses, he also does paper-making business, which requires a wide space to stack raw materials and finished products. In addition, he also rents tables, chairs and plates.

Anyone who wants to hold a wedding or funeral in the neighborhood has to rent from him. Although the cost is not high, he has already recovered the cost. Now he is a stable hen laying eggs.

Therefore, the first floor of his new house is equivalent to a large warehouse, and there are only three rooms on the second floor, which are as empty as a rooftop. He doesn't care anyway. He is single and it is enough for him to live.

Li Sanjiang put Li Zhuiyuan down from his back, took his hand and walked into the middle room. Looking inside, he felt that the space was even larger, like a small factory.

The western half was neatly stacked with tables and chairs, and large baskets filled with all kinds of dinner plates and bowls;

Half the east side of the paper man, paper house, paper horse ... Li Zhanyuan also saw a Santana made of paper.

A woman who was similar to her mother was coating. She held a paint with a paint on her left hand holding a brush, and the pen was very smooth.

The woman noticed the person, turned around, and looked at Li Zhanyuan, and asked:

"Uncle, who is this child, he looks so white and tender."

"Tinghou, introduce you, this is my great -grandson, named Li Zhanyuan. Chasing Yuan, this is Aunt Tinghou."

"Aunt Ting."

Li Zhanyuan felt that this generation seemed a bit wrong, but in the face of people without a relative relationship, it was the discussion.

"Hey, good." Liu Manting put down his things and walked over, bent down, and touched Li Chaoyuan's face with both hands, "It's cute."

Li Zhanyuan retreated halfway and avoided it, and his face smiled.

"Uncle, you didn't bring your child to play before."

"Ha, there were no children who dared to come here to play here." Li Sanjiang took out the cigarette from his pocket. By the way, Xiao Yuanhou, are you sleeping alone? "

"Don't be afraid, grandpa."

"Well, it's okay. Anyway, Tai Ye sleeps next door, haha. Okay, Tinghou, give it to you, I'll go to the porcelain tank first."

Li Sanjiang took a cigarette and walked out to the toilet.

"Come, Xiaoyuan, go upstairs with your aunt."

There are too many things stacked on the first floor, and even the stairs are blocked by more than half. The first time the person who came for the first time was really not easy to find.

Li Zhanyuan noticed that there was still a step down to the steps here, and asked, "Aunt Ting, there is a layer below?"

"Yes, there is a basement below, and it is generally big here."

"Is it the same thing?"

"No, it's all your grandfather. You are reluctant to throw it up, and you have dug a layer to store them."

"Oh, so."

"Also, Xiao Yuan, my aunt, my name is Liu Manting, you will call me aunt Liu in the future."

"Aunt Liu, aren't you local?"

"No, my aunt came from the field, and I did a small work of a papers for your grandfather."

"Just Aunt Liu, are you alone?"

"Auntie loves people, rented your Taiye's field, and then he would also work together to send a table and chair or something; he should come back to the field. When you meet, you can call him Uncle Qin.

In addition, the aunt's daughter and mother -in -law are also here. When you come in, the bungalow you see when you come in. I live in the west with your uncle.

The aunt's family is here.

Before liberation, we all called you a young master. "

When Xu came, he just heard Li Sanjiang's corpse team on the road.

"That's a feudal dross."

"Huh?" Liu Manting froze for a moment. This kind of word said from a child's mouth, which was really surprising.

"Aunt Liu, let me call me Xiaoyuan."

"Okay, Xiaoyuan. Listening to your grandfather talked about you, did you come back from Beijing?"

"Well, yes."

"Are you used to live here?"

"Habits, here is very good."

"Don't you feel boring and boring?"

"No, there are many fun things here."

"That's very good. The auntie is colorful to the paper every day, and the hands are numb."

"Auntie painted very well, very professional."

"What major? Auntie was traced on the shelves before the duck was put on the shelves.

However, you take the color disc and the posture of the brush, which is exactly the same as the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"If Xiao Yuan wants to draw, you can help your aunt. It's not difficult to color."

"OK."

Since playing back to my hometown, this is the first time that I have communicated with people with Mandarin for the first time. It is no longer so many Nantong dialects and so many "Hou".

Even the brothers and sisters they studied in them just used Mandarin to help themselves when they "translated". They turned their own words and naturally changed their dialects.

When I came to the second floor, Liu Manting opened a door. The setting inside was very simple. A old -fashioned bed and a wardrobe. In addition, there was no stool, but it was clean and should be cleaned often.

"Xiaoyuan, you live here, your grandfather is next to you. You will be here for a while, I will give you the washbasin, Pazi and spittoon."

"Hard you, Aunt Liu."

"This child is really polite."

Liu Manting went out, and Li Zhanyuan looked around and walked out. It was ... there was nothing to look good.

On the second floor is a large terrace. The three rows of clothes are standing in the center. There are no balconies or guardrails around.

To the side position, you can see the dam in front of you, and the small river and farmland in the distance.

Li Zhanyuan felt that there can be a chair here, and sitting here must be very enjoyable.

Not far away, a middle -aged man was walking here with a hoe. The man is very tall and the white vest cannot be blocked. It can be seen that the clear muscles are shiny in the sunset.

He should be Aunt Liu's husband, Uncle Qin.

It seems that Uncle Qin was not planted before.

Although crop people are generally not small, but because of diet and other living habits, rarely can grow such tiger back muscles, usually that kind of lean.

He lowered his eyes and looked to the left.

"Hmm?"

When he came in earlier, he couldn't see the door of the bungalow on the east side because the firewood pile on the dam blocked his view. Now he saw it from a high place.

Inside the middle door of the bungalow, there sat a little girl who was about the same age as him.

She wore a red embroidered top, black pants with white stripes on her bottom, her hair was combed into a whorl, and she wore a pair of light green embroidered shoes on her feet.

This outfit was very retro, without any modern elements, but it didn't look old-fashioned at all.

Because this wasn't a piece of cloth that the mother at home made for her daughter casually. Her clothes were full of details, and it must have taken a lot of manpower and thought, and the overall combination was very harmonious, showing the dignity of a lady from a noble family.

Most importantly, the girl had a fair face and eyebrows like a crescent moon. Although she had an oval face, she had just the right amount of baby fat. She was like a carefully crafted work of art. You couldn't find even the slightest change in it, as if any unnecessary move was a blasphemy and a sin.

At this moment, she was sitting on a bench inside the doorstep, with her feet on the doorstep, looking forward.

The last stubbornness of the setting sun drew a line of light and shadow, which just crossed the doorstep in front of the house, exactly where her feet were standing.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head. It was impolite to keep staring at someone, although... she was really pretty.

She should be Aunt Liu's daughter.

When he looked up again, he found that the other party was still in that posture, looking forward.

Logically speaking, he was standing on the second floor, such a big person, and still looking at her, she should have noticed something, at least, she would glance at him.

Was it because she was too absorbed in the daze?

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and waved. He was sure that his action would definitely attract the other party's attention, but... no.

The girl was still sitting there, with her feet on the doorstep, motionless, without raising her head, turning her head, or even blinking her eyes.

Could she be a blind person?

Li Zhuiyuan shouted: "Hello."

The girl still didn't respond.

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Deaf and dumb?

Li Zhuiyuan felt a strong sense of regret.

Children of this age have pure hearts and do not have the thinking of adult men and women, even Li Zhuiyuan is the same.

He was simply heartbroken. If the girl in front of him was disabled, it would be like a beautiful thing being cut with a bloody cut. No matter whether it was a man or a woman, everyone would feel deeply regretful.

"Xiaoyuan."

Aunt Liu's voice sounded from the back. She walked to Li Zhuiyuan and said with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, she is Aunt's daughter, Qin Li."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

"Okay, Xiaoyuan, go into the house first, Aunt will help you put your things in order."

Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised, because Aunt Liu only introduced her daughter's name, without any follow-up. Generally speaking, she should ask about the age and divide the brothers and sisters, and then add: You can play together in the future.

There weren't many things, and after they were neatly arranged, Aunt Liu clapped her hands and said, "The toilet is at the back of the first floor. You can use the spittoon in the room at night."

"Okay, I got it, Aunt Liu."

"Then Auntie will go cook. I'll call you when it's ready."

"Okay."

Walking out of the room again and returning to the second-floor terrace, Li Zhuiyuan looked there again unconsciously.

The girl was still in the same posture as before, still looking forward, as if she was frozen there and had never moved.

At this time, he saw Uncle Qin walk to the door, squat in front of the girl, and speak to her gently.

But from beginning to end, the girl was still in the same posture, and she didn't even spare a glance to her father.

It gave people the feeling that although she was there, she didn't have any sensory contact with the world.

Uncle Qin noticed Li Zhuiyuan, and he waved: "Hello, little friend."

Li Zhuiyuan responded: "Hello, uncle."

"Little Yuanhou, come down to eat!" Li Sanjiang's voice came from downstairs.

Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised, so fast?

After going downstairs, in the gap between the paper figures on the first floor, two square wooden stools were put together to serve as a dining table, on which were placed a plate of braised pork head, a plate of braised pig ears, a plate of cold seaweed and a plate of fried peanuts.

No wonder they were prepared so quickly, they must have all been bought from the market during the day.

"Sit down." Li Sanjiang opened the bottle cap of white wine and filled a large cup for himself.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the small stool opposite him, looking at the large bowl of rice piled high in front of him.

"Grandpa, I can't eat so much."

"Oh, of course Grandpa knows." Li Sanjiang smiled, "You eat first, the rest is mine."

"Oh."

Li Zhuiyuan started to eat.

Li Sanjiang handed over the wine glass and asked, "Little Marquis Yuan, do you want to drink a little?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, "Children can't drink."

"Yes, that's right." Li Sanjiang just joked, took the glass back and took a big sip, and then picked up several peanuts and put them into his mouth, "There are no such delicious dishes in Hanhou's house, right?"

"The pickles made by grandma are also delicious."

"Hehe."

Li Sanjiang picked up a piece of pig's snout and put it in Li Zhuiyuan's bowl,

"Your grandparents are stupid. They are not used to the cubs. If you want you, I said, it’ s enough to control the son of the son. Slave.

Actually, there are not so many children in your grandfather's house, and there are so many children, and there is no need to drink it. He can also make little wine every night. "

Li Zhanyuan ate silently and did not answer.

"You are different." Li Sanjiang waved his hand. "Your mother gave money. Your uncle's uncle was really a white -eyed wolf, and a bunch of things with no skin and skin."

Li Zhanyuan continued to eat.

"Soup is here." Aunt Liu brought a sea bowl of loofou egg flower soup, put on the wooden bench, "You eat."

Then she left, and Li Zhanyuan knew that the family Liu's family did not eat with the grandfather.

"Xiao Yuanhou, there is something to remind you, you can walk here in the future, other places can walk, just Dongwu, don't go."

Dongwu is where the girl is sitting.

"Why?"

"Ting Ji's daughter is in the East House." Li Sanjiang poked his head with chopsticks. "That little girl has something wrong here. Don't go closer to her. It would be good to be bitten by her injury and biting it."

Grabbing and biting?

It is hard to imagine that the little girl named Qin Li will be connected with these behaviors.

"Don't take it seriously. When her family just lived here the year before, I took sugar to the girl. Who knew that as soon as she put sugar in her hand, she threw sugar, and then rushed to me like crazy. Scratching and biting, she was not as fierce as she died. "

"I know, grandpa."

It's so good that she is not deaf nor blind.

"Well, eat, eat a good meal, grandpa will give you fast."

Li Zhanyuan ate the meal first and put down the chopsticks. Li Sanjiang also ended drinking and took the rice bowl to pick up the rice.

Behind the toilet, Li Zhanyuan walked out of the dam to bypass it, just to see that the little girl stood up by an old grandma and walked to the dining table inside.

She should be Aunt Liu's mother -in -law.

On the old grandma, Li Zhanyuan seemed to see the shadow of his grandma, all of which had a grace and elegance.

The little girl was sitting at the dining table without picking up chopsticks, and her grandmother kept silently persuaded.

When Li chased the toilet back after the toilet, she saw the little girl began to eat. She only ate in her bowl. The old grandmother took a small dish to put her vegetables.

He could notice that the old grandmother's eyes swept over on herself, but she did not say hello to herself.

Back in the room, Li Sanjiang had already dinner, and Aunt Liu was packing.

"Xiaoyuan, the place where the bath is in the innermost part of the upstairs, the aunt has poured you hot water, it may be a bit hot, you add cold water yourself."

"Thank you Auntie."

When I came to the second floor, Li Sanjiang, who had been full, was lying on the vine chair that I didn't know where to move out. She held the cigarette with my left hand holding her toothpick and right, humming Xiaoquer while holding wine.

Li Zhanyuan stayed on a vine chair.

"Ha, Ming'er asked Lihou to go to the collection and buy you one."

Lihou should refer to Uncle Qin.

"Okay." Li Zhanyuan laughed, and he really wanted.

"The bath is there." Li Sanjiang pointed out, "You wash me first before washing."

"knew."

The bathroom is very narrow. It should be temporarily stamped in the later stage. There is a rubber pipe with a water tank on it.

Li Zhanyuan tried to drop the water temperature, a bit hot, but without adding cold water.

When he took a shower quickly, Li Sanjiang also stood up: "Go to my room and wait for me."

"OK."

At this moment, the outside is completely dark, and the moon is hung in the air.

Li Zhanyuan glanced at the East House again. The door of the bungalow was closed, and the lamp was on inside the house.

Opening Li Sanjiang's door and walking in, Li Zhanyuan reached out and found the rope on the wall of the door, pulled down.

"Tick."

The lights are on.

The furnishings in the bedroom of the grandfather are the replica of his bedroom, a old bed, a wardrobe.

However, in the empty area in the middle, there is a circle of dense lines and a row of small candles, and an old book spread out on the ground next to it.

Li Zhanyuan picked up the book and found that the book was not printed but handwritten.

The cover is written on the "Golden Sutra".

When I opened the contents, I found that basically the pattern and some annotations were found. The drawing was scribbled, and the annotation was also written very casually. The most important thing was that the word was really ugly.

The words written by Grandpa Xu, who are good at doing Dongpo meat in the family, are far away.

Soon, Li Zhanyuan found the exactly the same array drawing in the book and the ground, which reads "Transfer".

The effect is that the evil spirit on one person is transferred to another person, and it is also marked: there are injuries and people.

Li Zhanyuan read the picture in the book, and then looked at the grandfather on the ground.

"How do you feel ... How many places can you draw?"

However, the picture in the book is also drawn by hand, and it has its own crooked, so it is not easy to compare.

"It is also possible that Master is not wrong, it is not standard for the picture in the book."

The two freehand pieces, even if they are drawn the same thing, are really difficult in contrast.

At this time, Li Sanjiang came in after taking a shower. He was shirtless and wore a big blue pants.

Seeing that Li Zhanyuan was holding the book and reading, Li Sanjiang couldn't help laughing: "Ha, you can understand, Xiao Yuanhou."

Li Zhanyuan nodded: "I can understand."

"Good, good, you can understand, our family is the smartest."

Li Sanjiang touched Li Zhanyuan's head, took the book in his hand, and threw it aside.

This book is all scribbled brushes, and he also brings a pen. In order to understand it, he had to ask the retired village teacher in the village next door several times. The person liked calligraphy.

Later, Li Sanjiang would not go, because when he went to his house for the last time he met him, Li Sanjiang also brought his own paperman;

Bet it, confiscated money, and the children thanked themselves again and again.

Therefore, how could he believe that Li Zhanyuan, a ten -year -old child, can understand these.

"Okay, Xiao Yuanhou, you sit there, sit and don't move."

Li Zhanyuan sat obediently to the designated location, while Li Sanjiang bent over to ignite all the candles on the ground, and then took out three black ropes, tied to Li Zhanyuan's wrist, ankle and neck position, and when he sat down, he also sat down. Later, the other end of the three black ropes tied to his own position.

The candlelight swayed, and Li Sanjiang began to read his words. He read it quickly, and he still used the South call.

But I felt that the tone was very similar to the little song humming on the lying vine chair before.

After reading it for a while, Li Sanjiang finally stopped. He smashed his mouth. It should be some dry mouth, but at this time it was not suitable for drinking water. When they retracted, there was an additional symbol in my hand.

Li Zhanyuan was a little curious. Tai Ye wore a pair of pants all over his body. Where did this rune previously put it?

After sending the rune to the candle, Li Sanjiang began to wield the rune paper.

"His!"

When it was almost burned, Li Sanjiang patted the rune paper in the middle of himself and Li Chaoyuan.

"Pap!"

Suddenly, all the candles were extinguished, and the incandescent bulbs in the house flashed a few times before returning to normal.

Li Zhanyuan looked left and looked at the right, then lowered his head and looked at the black rope tied to his body:

Is this over?

It seems that there is nothing.

"alright!"

Li Sanjiang stood up, walked in front of Li Zhanyuan, lowered his head, dragged his teeth with his teeth, and cut off the excess of the three ropes.

"Xiao Yuanhou, don't solve these three ropes tonight, just go to bed like this, I will cut you again when I have breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay, grandpa."

"Well, go back to sleep."

"Good night."

"Good night, good night."

Li Zhanyuan stood up, and as soon as he walked to the door of the room, he heard a "puppet" behind him and looked back and found that Li Sanjiang was falling to the ground holding his feet.

He had previously helped himself to bite the rope, and it should be when he wanted to bite the rope on the ankle, and he accidentally fell.

Li Sanjiang's legs were raised and overlapped, one hand pillowed in the back of the back, and the other hand facing Li Zhanyuan:

"Go to bed yet."

"oh."

Li Zhanyuan returned to his bedroom and lay on bed. He hadn't felt too trapped before. When he stained the bed, he immediately felt sleepy.

He covered Bo to his belly and fell asleep.

next door.

"Should it be done?" Li Sanjiang said to himself, "It must be done, the light bulbs have flashed, and it is not possible to be in poor circuit contact."

Immediately, Li Sanjiang glanced at the book that was thrown on the ground again, and doubted himself: "No, the person who wrote this book should have never seen a light bulb at that time?"

But soon, Li Sanjiang found a new evidence: "What am I thinking about? The candles are destroyed, and it must be done."

After speaking, Li Sanjiang stretched his waist and walked to the bed and lay down.

"Oh, it's really tired today, sleep ... sleep."

There are too many things he do today, and the corpse and the corpse are then painted. They are old and can't stand.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he snoring directly.

But asleep and fell asleep, Li Sanjiang turned over, and after a few times in his mouth, his brows gradually frowned.

He dreamed.

Dream,

He found himself sitting on a white jade stone step, surrounded by towering palace walls and magnificent temples.

On the right side of the front is the door hole, and the left side is a large open area, extending to the pool and Longqiao.

"Grandma's, this is the Forbidden City?"

Li Sanjiang has never been to the capital and naturally has never been to the Forbidden City, but he has seen on the calendar and open -air movies. Isn't it the place where the emperor lives?

Hey, I actually have this dream, which is interesting.

Li Sanjiang subconsciously wants to touch the smoke in his pocket.

But stretched out his hands, but caught the furry things, looked down, and he was lying on his legs lying on a orange cat.

The orange cat seemed to have just been sleeping, awakened, and turned over with dissatisfaction.

"Go and go."

Li Sanjiang opened the orange cat.

After the orange cat landed, he rolled up and stood up, and shouted at him dissatisfied:

"Meow!"

Li Sanjiang didn't care about it. He reached out and patted the cat hair left on his leg, then took out the cigarette case again, pulled out a bite, and then took out the matches to order himself.

At this time, the dull friction sound came from the inclined front, and the dull friction should be opened.

Li Sanjiang took a sip of cigarettes: "I remember listening to someone to buy tickets to go to the Forbidden City.

Immediately, Li Sanjiang patted his back of his head: "My mother is in my dream, buy a fart ticket!"

Meimei vomited a cigarette ring, Li Sanjiang smiled proudly:

"This is really cost -effective. When people go to a Forbidden City, they have to take a long -distance train to Beijing. I have to buy tickets to enter. I will visit when I dream."

The friction sound of the palace door finally stopped. In front of the three door holes, footsteps came from.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Dull and neat.

Li Sanjiang leaned forward slightly, and Na Nahan: Do you have to line up in the Forbidden City to visit?

But soon,

Li Sanjiang was stunned, because in the three door caves, not tourists came out, but the three columns wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty wearing a flower and wearing a flower -looking face, they jumped out of the same rhythm.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The smoke in Li Sanjiang's hand did not know when it had slipped.

Suddenly, they all stopped beating, caught static and dead silence.

Next moment,

They turned to the left to the left, facing Li Sanjiang.