Ghost Crossing

Regret was Fu Xiaowan’s first thought. She didn’t want to live here anymore. How could people live here, but she was too embarrassed to say to the old man that she couldn’t help it anymore, so she could only breathe in as little as possible in the wet room with her breath. Smell.

The nomadic expression is still calmer. Such a house is not terrible. He has slept in a worse place.

As for the kid, he was surprised. This place is so shabby. Is this family so poor? The houses are like this.

Suddenly, sympathy was overwhelming, and I felt that the old man and the child were having a hard time.

Although the old man’s house is dilapidated, the area is still quite large. There are 3 bedrooms, one of which is for the old man to sleep on his own, one for his son and wife’s new house, and one for his grandson.

However, after the death of his wife and grandmother, the old man took his grandson to his room and slept with him.

Taking care of the girls, the old man gave Fu Xiaowan and Fu Xiaoya a new house to sleep, while the grandson’s small room was for the nomad.

After arranging the room, the old man rubbed his hands and looked at Fu Xiaowan in a hesitant but embarrassed manner. She wanted to ask how much room could be paid.

Fu Xiaowan curled his mouth, glanced at the house, and stared at the house, and said, "Grandma, look, there are 2 rooms, each of which is 100, I will give you 200, okay?" In fact, such a room even costs 50 yuan per night outside. The hotels are not as good, but Fu Xiaowan still offered a slightly higher price.

When the old man heard this, his face suddenly smiled, and he nodded quickly and responded: "Okay, okay, okay. Sit down, sit down, I'll pour some boiling water for you to drink!" The old grandmother is happy, 200, so much, just borrow it. It’s a bargain to stay for one night, but it’s not good if it’s too cheap. I’ll get some good dishes after dinner and let the three of you have a good meal.

"No trouble, grandma!" Fu Xiaowan quickly refused, blinking, and asked pretendingly: "Grandma, are you and the child two people at home?"

Here comes the topic! The kid pricked his ears and listened.

The old man sighed helplessly, and said, "Hey, the two of us are at home, and the children's parents have gone out to work!"

"It turns out that this is the case, then you are really hard working to take care of the children alone, but I think your grandson seems to be very well-behaved, so he should be easy to take!" Fu Xiaowan said this, and his heart was full of guilt. It's revealing the old man's scars, it's really a bit immoral.

Hearing Fu Xiaowan complimenting his stupid grandson, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, yeah, it's easy to take!"

But then, the old man’s eyes flowed with muddy tears, and the voice became a little choked. Knowing that she had lost her temper in front of the junior, she quickly turned her head to wipe away the tears, and barely smiled and said, “It’s been a long time at home. It’s not so lively anymore, my old lady, I'll prepare some good food, you can do it yourself!"

After talking about the old man, she staggered out of the house. She was going to buy a live chicken. She cooked it for the guests at night, 200 yuan. If she didn't cook some good dishes, she couldn't get away.

Outside the door, the silly boy saw his grandma go out, blinked blankly, and started to giggle again.

Although the environment in the house was not very good, Fu Xiaowan and the others stayed patiently inside the house, and sat down on the wooden bench that was cold and even a little wet.

The wooden stool is not as comfortable as a leather sofa. The three of them were very restless, as if they had farts and thorns under their thighs.

The nomad glanced at the house and asked in a dull voice, "Really want to live here tonight?" He asked like this, but his sight was worried. He was afraid that Fu Xiaowan and the little ghost would not be able to adapt. After all, in terms of their original living conditions , It’s simply not a place where people live.

Fu Xiaowan also complained in his heart, but if someone else lives, he couldn't live there anymore, so hypocritical, just pretending to be relaxed: "Yes, I will live here tonight!"

Hearing this, the nomad raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking. Okay, he wanted to see what the two big daughters would look like after a nap, but one can imagine, it must be a backache and back pain. sleep.

"We've been staying here?" The little devil became impatient, and said displeasedly. He didn't seem to see anything when he came here. He felt that the boy just now was a bit strange, but where is the problem? I didn't ask just now. The kid who wanted to know the reason suddenly became a little unhappy.

"No, let's go out. There are still many problems in this village!" A look of sorrow flashed through Fu Xiaowan's eyes. This village is really special.

What's the problem in this village? The nomad was stunned. He originally thought that today's purpose was just for the little boy at the door, so there was no other purpose.

The kid almost couldn't wait to get up and walk towards the door first. It was eager to know what Fu Xiaowan wanted it to see today.

The group went out again, and the three of them took a deep breath almost at the same time. The smell inside the house was really disgusting, damp, not to mention, there was also a smell peculiar to old people and niao smell of children.

But I have to say that the air in the village is much better than in the city, and there is not so much pollution.

After leaving the house, Fu Xiaowan did not have a fixed goal, but walked away at will.

In the next scene, the nomad and the little ghost were shocked.

As mentioned earlier, most of the villages are old people and children. There are very few young people. Occasionally there are a few young women who are waiting for delivery. There are not many households in the village, and they look like dozens of households. .

When I came to a similarly short and old building, two busy old people were at the door. The old grandma was choosing vegetables in the yard, and the old grandfather was chopping the firewood. But looking at it, there were still people faintly visible in the room. It can still be seen that there is a child inside.

Seeing that there were outsiders, the two old men curiously put down their hands and looked at Fu Xiaowan and the three of them, but they were still far away, so no one spoke.

Xu Ye heard that the sound of splitting outside the house disappeared. The child in the room walked out curiously, and then shouted grandparents timidly. He immediately looked up and found three strangers, staring at it with wide-eyed eyes, and then shy. She shrank behind her grandma.

Even so, Fu Xiaowan and others still saw the child's appearance clearly, and their hearts suddenly convulsed.

This was still a little boy, short, thin and black. The most shocking thing was that his left hand had no palm, but a piece of meat.

The little devil took a breath, this, this, this kid, what's the matter with the hand? Why is there no palm?

The little devil’s expressions and movements were too obvious. The little boy suddenly hung his head with low self-esteem, biting his lip, and his eyes began to turn red. The two old men also glared at the little devil, and their reaction to him was very unpleasant. Drove people out.