pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 8 The Secret in the Grave

The thoughts of children are so innocent.

If you treat me well, I will treat you better.

"Oh? Uncle? Dabao, can you tell me who your uncle is?" Song Qingge vaguely felt that the uncle Xiao Jinyi was talking about was the one the Xiao family feared.

"Mother said that she is gone, so I should listen to my uncle, not grandma and uncle... Uncle left at noon yesterday, and when he left, he gave Dabao a very spicy wine." Xiao Jinyi ate the steamed buns in a few mouthfuls Go down, laughing.

"Did you leave at noon yesterday? Did your uncle tell you to marry me?"

Song Qingge couldn't figure out how this marriage was brought about because the Xiao family didn't want to see Xiao Jinyi and his mother was gone.

The old lady said that to marry her, she spent 20 taels of silver, which was more expensive than marrying Lizheng's daughter.

In mountain villages, two taels of silver are enough for the whole family to live for a year, and 20 taels of silver is a huge sum of money.

"Uncle said, mother left money for Dabao to marry a daughter-in-law, and if she wants to marry, she will marry the best one for Dabao. The lady is really good." Xiao Jinyi didn't understand the hidden filth, but everything on the surface was clear.

While talking, he looked at Song Qingge with a shy smile. He liked this lady very much.

Song Qingge smiled, just finished eating the steamed buns in her hand, she stood up and said, "I will treat Dabao well in the future, let's go home now."

She will take care of him as the dearest brother in the world, and now it is the new her, he is her only relative!
With great strength, Dabao easily lifted the two huge packages, and ran ahead happily. He seemed to be full of longing for life on the mountain, and he didn't miss the big house that was occupied.

Half an hour later, Song Qingge came to the yard on the hillside, the so-called home given to her by the Xiao family.

In the rustling autumn wind, a dilapidated thatched hut stood alone in the yard. The yard was quite large, and corn was planted in front of and behind the house. The corn had already been harvested, and no corn stalks were left for her.

And behind the house, there are graves on the bare hill, and the wind is blowing... It feels a little cold even at noon.

Song Qingge wrapped her clothes, smiled at Dabao, and calmly walked into the scary yard that was comparable to a ghost movie set.

"My lady, I'll take you to see my mother, she's right behind, and I can see my mother every day from now on." Xiao Jinyi was not frightened by such a terrible environment, but rather excited.

"Okay, let's put things in the house first." After all, it is the place where she lives temporarily, so let's get familiar with the environment first.

The door of the thatched cottage is locked, the lock is already rusty, and you don’t need to turn the key to open it. After you open the door and walk in, there is a thick layer of dust in the room that has not been lived in for a long time. There are cobwebs on the windows, and a few mice ran across the ground...

"Great, there are mice."

Xiao Jinyi thought it was fun, and cried out excitedly.

"Okay, take me to see your mother." Song Qingge really didn't want to enter the house, so she took Dabao's hand and walked out.

Dabao often went to see his mother on the back mountain, and was very familiar with the route. After a while, he came to a new tomb with a sign engraved on it, Lou Jinniang's Tomb.

Song Qingge looked at the name and thought for a moment, before she could speak, she found Xiao Jinyi squatting down and digging up the grave with her hands...

(End of this chapter)