"Besides, my uncle and aunt built a new house, but they have reserved a room specifically for you and my grandma!" Yang Ruoqing added.

Lao Suntou smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, your uncle and aunt are filial, and it is enough that we are old in their hearts. There is no need to move in together."

"Besides, we definitely have to spend the holidays together. Normally, your grandma and I still live in the old house. It's not far anyway. It's just separated by a big road. Your parents' house is still next door."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

…

Tang Yazi will not be able to come back until tomorrow, which means that tonight, Yang Ruoqing will have to stay alone in the empty room.

Counting yesterday, it was already the second night that Yang Ruoqing stayed alone in an empty room.

Yang Ruoqing secretly wanted to laugh, feeling that she was really spoiled by Luo Fengtang now. She couldn't sleep well when he was away.

In his previous life, this would have been unbelievable.

When I'm bored, I open a book and read alone.

The two little guys had listened to the bedtime story and had gone to meet Duke Zhou long ago. The room was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of pages turning.

The night was very quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of dogs barking from the other side of the village.

Faintly, a woman's cry could be heard in the wind.

When Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand and listened, she couldn't hear anything again.

But when she picked up the book again and turned two pages, the crying sound reached her ears again.

"Strange, who is crying in the middle of the night?"

Yang Ruoqing simply put on her coat and went to the window to listen carefully. The sound came and went.

It came from the other side of the village, but the specific location could not be determined.

The barking of dogs also comes from time to time.

"It's probably a couple having a night fight, and the woman is crying!"

Yang Ruoqing thought, in this village, it was common for couples to quarrel and fight, it was not unusual at all.

Many men are rough and many women are shrewd, and the couple will never say anything to each other, or if the woman uses words to irritate the man, the man will slap the woman with a big slap in the face.

When I meet a woman with a cowardly character, I will slap her in the face a few times and cry.

If you meet someone who is more aggressive, you have to fight the man to the end like a bullfight.

She scratches the man's face with her paws until it is scratched all over, and in the end it makes the mother-in-law come to seek justice, or she runs back to her mother-in-law's house and asks the man to pick her up and apologize.

After the work was done, we went home happily together, and our little days continued to be filled with beatings and falls, which lasted a lifetime.

It's probably a couple from another family who are having trouble again, so don't worry about it.

Yang Ruoqing then turned around and returned to bed, not bothering to read a book, and fell asleep amidst the faint, intermittent, and intermittent cries of a woman.

The next day when I went to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash clothes, the women by the pond were all talking about what happened last night.

It seemed that she was not the only one who heard the cry.

She found an empty seat and squatted down. Yang Ruoqing listened to them while washing.

"I've made inquiries, and no one in our village had a night fight last night!"

"It's not a night fight, so why are there women crying? I heard it several times!"

"I'm afraid it's a wild cat barking..."

"I'm not a night owl. That's not how a wild cat meows. It's just a person crying."

"Living people don't cry like that. They cry from time to time..."

"Then according to what you said, it's a ghost crying?"

"hiss……"

Someone took a breath and scolded the speaker, "Her aunt, don't say such cautious words. My hair is standing on end in broad daylight."

"Me too, me too, so scared!" Someone else echoed.

The aunt who spoke said: "I didn't mean to say anything offensive. Do you still remember that there was a flood first and then a plague?"

When the disaster of that year was mentioned, everyone's expressions changed.

"Why don't you remember? That year was so miserable, with natural and man-made disasters, I don't even dare to think about it!" someone said.

The aunt from before went on to say: "That's right. Before the disaster struck that year, did we often hear crying at night? And we couldn't hear clearly what the crying was about? In short, it was not quiet at night, and it didn't happen later.

So many people died!"

When everyone heard this, they remained silent, and everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Her aunt, so according to you, the crying last night was the crying of ghosts, and there will be another death in our village in the near future?" someone asked.

The woman said: "I didn't say that. I'm not the City God. How could I know so much?"

"What I'm saying is that the crying doesn't sound like a living person crying. The sound of a living person crying is not that tune..."

When Yang Ruoqing finished washing her clothes and left, they were still happily discussing what happened last night.

These days, spiritual and entertainment life are seriously lacking.

In addition, they are superstitious about ghosts and gods, so farmers' spiritual pleasures often focus on these mysterious things.

Just listen, there are too many mysterious things in this world.

The hallucinogenic Death Valley behind Sishan'ao Village, the strange eyeless fish in the underground river underneath, and the tower made of children's bones...

There are so many mysterious areas in this world that we don’t know about.

Again, just listen to it, don’t affirm or deny it, just live your own life and follow your own trajectory.

The kitchen on the construction site.

Yang Ruoqing and Yuzhi walked into the kitchen chatting and laughing together, and found that Xiaoqin was already in the kitchen.

She was picking up vegetables with her head buried in her hands. When the two of them came in to greet her, Xiaoqin just said "hmm" without raising her head.

Normally, Xiaoqin would have taken the initiative to say hello to them, and would also have told them with a smile what kind of dishes they had here...

"Xiaoqin, what's wrong with you? Something's wrong?" Yuzhi asked directly.

Xiaoqin was startled for a moment, her head still buried, but her voice came out: "No, I'm picking up vegetables!"

Yuzhi said: "Then it's been so long since Qing'er and I came in, why didn't you even raise your head?"

When Yuzhi asked these questions, Yang Ruoqing stood aside and secretly observed Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin moved her feet, turned sideways, and then raised her head.

"No way, you are overthinking it. I was just picking up vegetables and thinking about things!" Xiaoqin said.

real?

Yuzhi and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, with obvious disbelief in their eyes!

"Xiaoqin, be careful of the beam above you!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly shouted.

Xiaoqin raised her head reflexively. Didn't the vegetable basket hanging on the beam above fall?

She turned her head in surprise, "It's nothing..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and quickly turned around and buried her head again.

"Stop burying it, we all saw it!" Yang Ruoqing said angrily.
Chapter completed!