A week passed, and Huainan never saw Dudu again. He thought that after Dudu found out that he was not Qingzi, he should go home.
However, every time Huainan thought about the sad appearance when Dudu left in that temple, Huainan was still worried. Taking advantage of Sunday¡¯s rest and finishing homework, he told his parents to go to a classmate¡¯s house to play, and took the raccoon alone. Go to Fushan Station.
The bus took more than an hour, and it was already past noon when it arrived.
In the square at the entrance of the village, a few old people were gathering together to croak. When they saw a child in Huainan get off the car with a cat, they all looked over.
Huainan didn't know how to say hello, so he could only smile. When he was about to pass by, he suddenly felt that the scene next to the stone mill under the old tree was a bit familiar.
It was in that dream that Qingzi was wronged for stealing apples, and when Dudu threw the apples from the tree, it seemed to be this tree.
Over the past ten years, this ancient locust tree has flourished, and the stone mill next to it has become smoother.
The old people saw that Huainan looked up at the tree, and followed him to look up. There was nothing strange about it. One of the old people said: "Girl, what are you looking at?"
Huainan hurriedly shook his head, expressing that it was nothing, the old man said: "Your daughter has never met before, and you are here to find relatives?"
Huainan nodded hurriedly, saying that he wanted to find Grandma Chi who was halfway up the mountain.
Several old people looked at each other, and asked Huainan what was the relationship with the old lady. Huainan could only be called a distant relative, and they only got in touch recently, and made up a bunch of words, which made the old people nod their heads.
Huainan suddenly thought of Qingzi, and asked some old people about Qingzi.
When the old people heard Qingzi's name, they were a little surprised and hesitant, and they refused to say anything. They were tortured by Huainan's grandma and grandma, and they were given some fruits from the city by Huainan, so they gathered around whispered:
"You kid don't know, this little Qingzi has been different from other babies since he was a child, he always said some weird things, why is there a strange person at the entrance of the village, sitting there every day, can't he find a home? Why is it raining?" Well, there is a person hiding under the eaves over there, do you want to give him an umbrella, but there is no one in the place she mentioned."
"At the beginning, everyone thought that the child was alone and lonely, so they said these words to attract the attention of the adults and play with her. But then, an old woman in the village passed away for several days, and the child passed by the door , and called her mother-in-law good morning to the stone where the old woman was sitting. When the family saw it, they asked her mother-in-law was still sitting here? The child nodded, and the family asked her what the mother-in-law was doing, and the child said Said that my mother-in-law was embroidering a tiger head pillow. When the family heard this, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the stone."
"Later, I heard that the old lady was doing well a few days before her death. She was still embroidering tiger heads for her little grandson, and told her that it would be finished soon. Unexpectedly, she suddenly fell ill and passed away a few days later. This is death. I still read the tiger head for my grandson and didn't finish it, but Qingzi saw it. The villagers began to underestimate it, saying that the kid who was picked up by the old lady Chi had a pair of ghost eyes, and could see what others couldn't. s things."
"It is said that this child is a ghost doll, and it has been rumored to be miraculous. When everyone sees them, they all stay away from them, for fear of getting something unclean. No one dares to talk to her even if a child is as old as this child. The ones who play together are their ordinary children who are willing, so the parents are also worried. Later, the child suddenly fell ill, and it was the old lady Chi who begged her neighbors to send the child to the hospital. The baby eventually died of illness in the hospital."
"It really is a ghost doll, the world can't support her, she must be twelve or thirteen years old when she dies."
Several old ladies chatted with each other one by one, and when Huainan was about to leave, the old ladies even whispered, don't tell others about Qingzi, and don't say that you heard what they said.
Huainan was busy, seeing that they were still extremely cautious now, but he thought how much these villagers avoided her when Qingzi was still alive.
Grandma Chi's house halfway up the mountain, before Huainan arrived, she saw Grandma Chi fumbling out of the house with a bucket in her hand. Huainan hurriedly shouted, and the old man pondered for a moment before thinking of Huainan.
Huainan was busy resting in the nursing home, carrying a small bucket by himself, and went to the wellhead not far away to pick up a few buckets.
The old man kept saying thank you, don't get tired, and mention less.
Liliu went to look around the house and yard, and found no trace of Dudu.
Huainan filled the water tank, and the old man went to wash the fruit and handed it to Huainan, and then groped into the drawer in the house to take out the dried persimmon cakes last winter for Huainan to eat.
After a while, Lili came back alone, let out a lazily cry, and lost his energy.Lie down in front of Cai Cai's door.
Looking at its appearance, I knew that Dudu hadn't come home.
Huainan chatted with the old man, and helped the old man clean the room and yard. When tidying up the kitchen full of firewood, Huainan swept the dust off the unknown wood carved by Qingzi one by one, and placed them in the corner.
When I was about to leave after packing up, I suddenly thought of Mr. Ye Li's two phoenixes attached to the wooden paperweight. The wood itself was dead, and the two phoenixes had nowhere to go, so they attached themselves to the paperweight.
And Qingzi carved so many pieces of wood, it was impossible to just carve them casually, and said to the raccoon next to him: "Is there an earth spirit in these woods?" It's like dead wood, only to hear Liliu say: "There is a seal on it."
Huainan was surprised: "The seal, Qing Zi sealed it?"
Liliu shook his head: "No."
Just as Huainan was about to ask, Grandma Chi came over with a cane and asked who Huainan was talking to. Huainan hurriedly said no, Grandma Chi shook her head: "Is it your cat?"
Huainan was taken aback, and Lili also looked at the old man in surprise.
The old man smiled, "I'm guessing too. It was a long time ago. I can't remember how old I was. It seems that I heard a crow talking. It really wanted to save me, so I returned it a bowl of soup. "
Huainan was surprised when he heard that, the old man smiled and said: "Half a lifetime has passed, let's not talk about it, those puppets of Qingzi must be placed in a dark place, out of the sun."
Huainan was surprised again, only the spirits of the earth are afraid of the sun, and can only live in the shade. It seems that the spirits of the earth are really sealed in the wood, and said: "Grandma, how do you know?"
The old man shook his head and sighed softly: "This is what Qingzi said before being sent to the hospital by everyone. These logs must not be burned, and must be kept well. They must be placed in a shady place in the house that is not exposed to sunlight. There is no sunlight. See. Although I don't know the child's intentions, I know that this is something she likes, so I did as she said, and covered it with a cloth lining to prevent the sunlight from leaking out, thinking that she must see it when she comes back. Very happy. Unfortunately, this baby never came back"
Huainan was busy comforting the old man, but the old man forced a smile, "It's okay, it's been more than ten years. It's just that when I think of this baby, I feel sorry for her. This baby has a hard life. At that time, she was so sick that she couldn't stand up. She stopped talking, and comforted me that she was fine. If I hadn¡¯t heard her rolling on the floor in pain in the room, the child wouldn¡¯t tell me. Those villagers pointed at her, and I I know, some people told me in private that this baby is not a human being, and told me to throw it away while the baby is still young. This baby will only be thirteen years old when he dies, but he is as cute and sensible as an adult It's heart-wrenching" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com