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Chapter 5 Who's Home

A traveler lost his way in the dark wilderness.

Finally, he met a family whose owner was a reasonable old man.He not only took in the traveler for the night, but also invited him to drink tea.

In the yard, there was always a faint arguing.Finally, two women walked in, an old lady and a young woman.

The young woman said to the old man: "Obviously I am the eldest wife, but she lives in the main house and asks me to live in the side room! Can I live this life?"

The old lady was very unconvinced: "Although I am the second wife, I have given birth to a child!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go back first, I'll take care of it later."

The two women withdrew.

The old man said apologetically to the traveler, "I'm sorry." Then he walked out.

Travelers find it very strange: the young woman is the eldest wife, but the old lady is the second wife!
He followed out quietly and saw the old man digging in the yard with a pickaxe, and soon he dug out two urns, exchanged positions, buried them again, and muttered: "Now you should stop. "

The traveler fled.

The lame middle-aged man was very timid. After he was frightened, he never went out.

For this reason, the criminal police visited the door twice before completing the transcript.

Twelve days later, the lame middle-aged man's mental state improved, and he went to the city by bicycle again, and continued to find his cousin to do the work.It turned out that the bicycle was ridden away and he bought a new one.

Why is he looking for his cousin?

To put it simply, the matter is as follows: his eldest son was disabled by the fourth son of the village chief, and became crippled like him, but he did not get a satisfactory solution.A few days ago, he took the village chief to court.His cousin is the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee of a certain district in Xijing, and he went to her for help to vent his anger.

He went out after 11 in the morning, and when he passed the old elm tree, he glanced at it nervously.

In the fields, farmers in twos and threes are working. They have already started sowing, and nothing seems to have happened.There is a girl from a family, about four or five years old, wearing bright floral clothes, digging earthworms in the field...

A romping youthful life ends here silently, like a ray of fireworks disappearing into the night sky, and soon there will be more gorgeous fireworks blooming all over the sky, making it dizzying...

Originally, the lame middle-aged man planned to return to the village before dark, but a nail was run over on the road and the tire of his bicycle blew out.He had to come down and push it forward.

Finally, I saw a bicycle repair shop, but only women were there, and the men went to the store to buy tire repair glue.Women can only mend clothes for men, and men can mend tires.

The lame middle-aged man had to sit at the door of the repair shop and wait patiently.

In fact, the man from the repair shop had already arrived at the shop, but the man was there, but the woman was not there.The woman is the boss, and the man is the family member. He works in the factory, and this day is Sunday, which is a holiday.He only knew how much his woman's ring was worth, but he didn't know how much the glue sold for.His woman went to pick up the child from her mother's house...

The crippled middle-aged man watched the sun go down to the west bit by bit, feeling extremely anxious.

Just when he decided to leave, the man who repaired the bicycle finally came back.

After the tire was patched and the gas pumped, the lame middle-aged man hurried back to Xuangua Village.

Walking and walking, just like the description in the first sentence of this book—God, it’s getting dark unstoppably.

The state of mind of the crippled middle-aged man grew darker and darker with the sky.

When he was approaching the nunnery, his calf cramped a little.

Off the road, he slowed his bike down.

The surrounding lights were dark and the dirt road was uneven. He only looked at the dark old elm tree in the distance, and almost fell off the bicycle several times.

At this time, it happened to be windy, and the dust was flying everywhere.

Still some distance away from the old elm tree, he suddenly saw a hairy thing appearing beside the dirt road, staring at him coldly in the dark.

Is it a dog?

Is it a wolf?

It was so dark that he couldn't make out at all.

He hesitated, wondering if he should pedal hard and rush over, or turn the bike around and run in the opposite direction.He hoped that it was someone's dog in the village, and it would be better if he knew him... But, at this time, whose dog would be squatting here?
Maybe, this thing is not a dog, not a wolf, but a hairy person——the more he thought about it, the more vaguely he felt that it had a human face.

His two hands were tightly gripping the handlebars, and he was sweating, but he pretended to be calm and even hummed a Beijing opera.

As he moved, the thing slowly turned its head.

It's getting closer...

Suddenly, the bicycle ran over a brick, the handlebars tilted, and the lame middle-aged man fell in front of the thing with a "plop".

At this time, the hairy face made a strange sound.How could a lame middle-aged man dare to look at it, he got up and ran away...

Looking back afterwards, what he heard at that time was very similar to a woman muttering in a hoarse voice: "Put... tire..."

In front, there is the old elm tree that hanged the dead, and the lame middle-aged man is about to collapse!

Fortunately, at this time he saw two people, like two, talking about something beside the old elm tree.It should be the young people in the village who ran out to fall in love.

Only then did the lame middle-aged man regain his composure and slow down his pace.

Looking back, the Mauser thing didn't catch up, it was gone.

The lame middle-aged man watched carefully for a while, then walked back with big strides, helped the bicycle up, got on the bicycle while turning his head, went up from one side and fell off from there, went up from there and fell off from this side...

Finally, he trotted it along.

He wanted to hurry past the gloomy old elm tree while those two were still there.

When the distance was still tens of meters away, one of those two people walked towards him.It was a plainly dressed girl with a strange appearance, not from Xuangua Village.

"Master, please do me a favor!"

"Girl, what's wrong?"

"You come to comment!"

After finishing speaking, she grabbed the handlebar of the lame middle-aged man and angrily walked towards the other man.

Only then did the lame middle-aged man see clearly that the other person was also a girl, leaning against the old elm tree, quietly waiting for his arrival.

It seemed that the two girls had no idea what happened to the old elm tree.

The crippled middle-aged man decided not to tell them, otherwise, they would die of fright.He wanted to take them out of here first, and talk about it in the village if there was anything to do.

When he came to the old elm tree, the lame middle-aged man said, "You guys follow me and get out of here first."

The first girl said: "No! Today, I must make it clear to her here!"

Another girl said nonchalantly: "You can't tell!"

The lame middle-aged man thought for a while and asked, "Where are you two from?"

The first girl said, "That's where we are—no, I am, she's not!"

Another girl snapped, "You nonsense! I'm from here, you're not!"

The lame middle-aged man suddenly felt that something was wrong. He squinted his eyes, looked at the two girls who suddenly appeared under the old elm tree, and asked in a low voice: "—Where is this place?"

The first girl pointed to the old elm tree and said loudly, "This is it!"

The lame middle-aged man's head "bang" and he suddenly realized - the girl who was still holding on to his bicycle was wearing a red T-shirt and green jeans!Another girl is wearing a white dress!

His mind went blank and he couldn't even run.

The girl in the red T-shirt is still saying: "Originally, this house belongs to me, and I have lived in it for more than ten days! She came out of nowhere and said that she occupied this house more than 30 years ago..."

After finishing speaking, the girl suddenly let go of the handlebar and grabbed the hand of the crippled middle-aged man: "You were a witness the day I moved into this house, right? Talk to me!"

He slammed the opponent's hand away, howled and ran towards the village.

(End of this chapter)