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Chapter 81 081: Majia Village (4)

After the man's mother finished saying these polite and courteous words, she led Ma Yue, who was smiling sadly, out of the door as if she could not refuse.

Before walking out of the room, the girl named Ma Yue, who looked about the same size as him, looked back at him.

That look was mixed with guilt and sadness that were familiar to her. After all, she had seen such complicated looks many times.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she still didn't say the few words that were buried deep in her heart.

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The food on the dinner table looked particularly tempting, making the already hungry people feel very eager.

This felt like a very exaggerated atmosphere. The man sat next to Gui Shang and said with a smile: "I'm a little afraid that the guests will dislike it. After all, these are just home-cooked dishes, and the environment in the mountains is relatively simple..."

When Chier saw such a table of dishes, he had long forgotten the fear he had before. His bright eyes could not turn around as he stared at the hearty, steaming dishes in front of him of familiar and common delicacies. dishes, and swallowed a mouthful of water.

Although he had restrained himself very much now, he still made a little noise.

Fortunately, everyone was paying attention to the food on the table in front of them, so they didn't notice him swallowing. Chiji kept looking at the food in a daze, and the hunger in his stomach seemed to become more obvious.

It was obviously an ordinary table of home-cooked food, but at this night, in this seemingly normal village, under the bright oil lamp, it was so alluring.

If the master hadn't still been sitting here, and if the friends around him hadn't moved their chopsticks, he might have eagerly pounced on it and ate without caring about his appearance.

Gui Shang's eyes seemed to be on the table, but out of the corner of his eye he quietly looked out the window again.

Under the moonlight, in the dark night, the earth seemed to emerge under the moonlight, with dark figures showing teeth and claws.

In the quiet courtyard, only the sound of the wind blowing and rustling the scattered leaves could be heard.

But it seems that I can vaguely hear some unreal breathing sounds. Those sounds are far away, but they seem to be very close.

Those breathing sounds were scattered in every corner, either outside the door or below the window. A little further away was the wall, where there seemed to be many black shadows scratching on the wall.

Gui Shang felt familiar gazes with excitement and malice. The sticky and disgusting things seemed to come from all directions, and they all looked at her and Wei Changying who was next to her.

Those eyes seemed to become much more eager the moment they saw them, and their longing was too hot to ignore through the paper taped on the window.

It was as if they were the fish on the chopping board and the gentle and harmless sheep in the sheepfold. The butchers and hunters looked at them closely, as if they were looking at the delicious dishes that were about to be served to the table.

Gui Shang lowered his head and glanced at himself inexplicably.

She opened her sleeves a little, revealing a bit of her white and slender wrists under the table. The color of the familiar black mole seemed to be a little darker, which was the kind of change that was easily overlooked.

After returning to business, he knew that this was not his illusion.

At that moment, this body seemed to be closer to the self in the previous life, and it seemed to be more deeply integrated with this foreign lonely ghost.

A bunch of chaotic memories suddenly appeared in my mind, as if watching a silent movie, appearing in front of me frame by frame.The pictures in there are all the same person, who has grown up gradually from a child of three or four years old to the slim and graceful figure he is now.

But this child is always very lonely. She seems to have been randomly abandoned in the weeds in a corner where no one cares. No one has noticed her little one.

She was actually very happy when she was a cub, and she was completely different from the loneliness when she grew up.

At that time, my mother was still here, and the man held her hand tenderly and called Shang'er affectionately, each sentence with infinite tolerance and love.

Sometimes she would take the little girl who was barely babbling to the bustling streets and buy some delicious snacks from some vendors, including sweet candies, sweet and sour candied haws, and Warm meat buns.

Sometimes I would hold her in my arms and sit in a pavilion surrounded by lotus flowers. There were fish swimming under the water and frogs jumping back and forth among the lotus leaves.

But the eyes of the mother holding her gradually lost light, as if one day, she had aged dozens of years in an instant.

It still looks bright and beautiful, but the indestructible soul inside the shell seems to have aged and fallen ill overnight.

The gentle mother had a sadness in her eyes that the little girl could not understand, and she often looked at the scenery around the pavilion, motionless, just watching quietly.

Finally, one midwinter night, the mother collapsed and never woke up again.

In the following days, time seemed to have suddenly stopped on that midwinter night, and that sad look contained a bit of relief and reluctance.

The surrounding environment changes again and again, sometimes it is in a large courtyard with many servants inside.

Although there are many people gathered there, with beautiful flowers and beautiful clothes that I like, there is no one who has been watching me tenderly from beginning to end.

Later, when the little girl grew up a little, her health never seemed to be very good. She often fell ill and went to a completely unfamiliar place.

Year after year, the little girl became more and more silent, spending winter after winter in the temple that was no longer a stranger.

Gui Shang suddenly woke up from those chaotic memories, and she looked away from the black mole on her wrist.

She heard voices around her.

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Chi Yi politely followed the man's words and spoke, "It looks delicious. Your mother and sister made all these things, right? It's really amazing."

The man nodded, puffed out his chest, and looked quite proud, "Of course, many people in the village invite them to their home to cook some snacks because of their delicious cooking."

Several people nodded in full affirmation. After nodding, Chiyi continued: "What about your father and mother? And why didn't the old man come to eat with us? As guests, we can't even say thank you. I didn’t even tell them, I’m really ashamed…”

The man waved his hand and said it didn't matter, "We've basically eaten, don't worry."

"These on the table are prepared for the guests. Start quickly. They won't taste good if they get cold."

(End of this chapter)