snake coffin

Chapter 115
The old lady smiled at me when she saw me, and pointed to a plum tree next to her: "Eat, eat..."

It was a May plum tree, with round blue and red seeds with a thin layer of hoarfrost, against the green leaves and sunlight, it looked very cute.

"No, thank you." I put the black plastic bag with the chicken on the car.

In the afternoon, it felt cooler.

Thinking that Ye Dequan was dead but not a ghost, he ate chicken blood mixed with fragrant gray rice. It seemed that he was the legendary "living corpse" that was dead but not stiff.

Thinking about zombies and the like, sucking human blood at night, makes me feel a little hairy.

After all, I am not afraid of snake bites, but zombies are still a bit scary.

He waved his hands hurriedly and said: "Thank you, I'll go first."

However, under the urging of his wife, Ye Dequan had already climbed up the plum tree, and started to pick it with the newly woven bamboo basket: "Plums are sour, we don't eat them, and there are not many dolls in the village now, you are young, take them back and eat them. "

He spoke very clearly, and when he spoke, he lay on the tree and looked down at me.

If I don't want it, he will jump down and bite me to death, so I have to stop.

He picked them very quickly, and in a short while they were all covered at the bottom of the basket. He also grabbed a few bright red plums and shook them at me, gesturing for me to continue.

I grabbed my shirt and caught it.

The plums were growing well, bright red and hoarfrost.

"Eat, eat." The old lady smiled and waved to me, her eyes full of kindness.

I sat on the small bench next to her and looked at her: "Grandma is good."

She giggled and looked up at Ye Dequan picking plums from the tree. Those eyes were actually very clear, and they didn't become cloudy like the old people.

Her hair is also meticulously combed, her clothes are clean and tidy, and even her fingernails are neatly groomed.

Not to mention the peculiar smell on the body, even with the fragrance of washing powder.

The sun fell on her body, casting a faint shadow, but something seemed wrong.

I couldn't think of anything at the moment, but I had a vague feeling that Qin Mipo might be hiding something that she didn't say.

"Here." Ye Dequan picked a basket full of plums and handed the basket to me: "If you can't finish eating, wash it and marinate it with salt before eating. I made the basket myself for you to pick vegetables and so on. , that's fine too."

"Don't eat too much... your teeth are sore." The old lady shook her hands and pulled a white handkerchief to wipe Ye Dequan's sweat: "Wipe."

Ye Dequan took the handkerchief, smiled at her, and actually took out a few red and black plums from his pocket: "These plums are ripe and not sour. I'll wash them for you."

I looked at the blue and red ones in the basket, and then at the limp red and black plums in Ye Dequan's hands, and felt that I was being fed a mouthful of dog food by these two people.

But it seems that I can't get involved in the world of the two of them. When Ye Dequan came out, I thanked him and went back with the basket of plums.

The road is full of them sitting quietly under the shadow of the trees, looking at each other and smiling.

When we got home, Abao was helping Qin Mipo pick up millet. When he saw me coming back with plums, he ran over drooling.

He was already walking quite steadily, but he was running too fast, and I was really afraid that he would fall.

Busy holding the basket in one hand and hugging him in the other.

Then he carried the chicken in and asked Qin Mi Po to tidy it up.

It was only now that I remembered: "We eat chicken every day."

"It was given by the villagers." Qin Mipo exchanged briquettes, looked at me deeply and said, "I know you are here, and you still have a doll. Although I haven't seen it before, I still send a chicken over from time to time."

"They didn't dare to touch you, so they secretly sent me off." Qin Mipo sighed, and said with a deep smile: "People are like this. Sometimes they are afraid, but they also have a heart of compassion."

It seems that Moxiu and Qin Mipo talked about my situation, and the resentment was too much, which caused my disposition to change a bit.

So is Qin Mipo deliberately telling me the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature?

Abao in his arms looked at the plums, smelled the fruity aroma, and wanted to eat them.

I put him down and washed a basin for him: "Then Ye Dequan and his wife?"

"They are all dead." Qin Mi Po chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Which one do you think is more powerful?"

I bit the plum, thinking of such a couple, but they both died.

I just feel that the plums in my mouth are sour and astringent, and I can't even open my mouth.

"It should be the old lady." I thought about the way the two of them were illuminated by the sun.

As soon as Ye Dequan was exposed to the sun, smoke and dust erupted from his body, but the old lady did not.

"Yes." Qin Mi Po said softly and said to me: "Ye Dequan is a good person. His mother-in-law broke her back just two years after marrying him. He took care of her like this for decades and took care of her neatly. "

"In the past, the old lady liked to eat fruit and so on, so she planted fruit trees all over the front and back of the house. In fact, he took care of the old lady, but without the old lady, he couldn't live." Qin Mipo picked up a plum, He took a bite and sighed: "Oh, what a pity."

The one she picked was only half red and definitely not sweet. It was so sour that it made her eyes squint.

I picked two bright red ones, one for her and one for Abao: "I'll take care of the chickens."

The kitchen was dimly lit, so I moved the scalded chicken outside under the eaves. Qin Mi Po came out with A Bao in her arms and sat down to talk to me.

Abao didn't know whether it was because he wasn't afraid of sourness, or because Mo Xiu only ate a few fruits from his bowl of red fruits last time, so this time he held the fruit bowl and gnawed away.

I was shedding my chicken feathers, and he would stuff one into my mouth from time to time.

As I was doing it, I heard the sound of a car.

I thought it was Xiao Xingye who was back. When I looked up, I saw Uncle Li driving a car and parked directly in front of Qin Mi's house.

Aunt Li was sitting in the car, just leaning on the window and looking at me, she didn't get out of the car, with a white gauze on her wrist.

But Uncle Li turned around and came out from the back seat carrying two large barrels of wine and placed them directly at my feet.

I quickly raised my voice and called out, "Uncle Li."

But he saw several barrels of such wine in the trunk of his car.

Panting for breath, he took all the wine down.

Then he said to me: "Your father said that you need my wine to make snake wine. Didn't you say last time that young and strong people need to drink snake wine to be good? I will bring them all to you, and you can make snake wine."

"Sit down." I looked at the white gauze beside his arm, hurriedly grabbed the stool, and washed another basin of plums out.

Uncle Li pinched the plums and looked at Aunt Li in the car. He didn't eat or speak.

Just pinching and pinching, tears came down: "Your Aunt Li said that she wanted to meet you, that you were the same age as Li Qian. She just wanted to come and see you, thank you."

I looked up at Aunt Li in the car. She was still lying on the side of the car window, but now she has shrunk in.

Smiling at Uncle Li, I looked at the wine and said in a deep voice, "Is this wine different?"

Uncle Li took a deep breath, biting the plum and said, "It's the steamed corn wine. But your father said before that our water is different, so the wine is good, and the snake wine he made is good."

"Water?" I looked at Uncle Li in confusion and whispered, "Don't they all use tap water?"

"There is a lot of water for steaming wine. There is an old spring behind my house, and the water is bubbling out. The water is sweet, so we use that to steam wine." Li Bo bit the plum, his face calm: "If you want to drink , I will bring you two buckets of water tomorrow."

"Okay." I saw his eyes flicker, and I felt that he couldn't find something to do, maybe he had been silently sad.

Said in a deep voice: "I have to use a lot of wine recently, Uncle Li can steam some for me, okay. According to the previous price, I want to steam as much as I want."

"No money." Uncle Li waved his hand towards me, looked up, and smiled bitterly: "I will give you whatever you want."

As he spoke, his eyelids turned red again, and he stretched out his hand to grab the plums: "Give it to your aunt, it's getting late, I'm going back to cook."

"Let's eat together." Qin Mipo stood up quickly and said, "We've already killed the chicken."

"I have to go back and prepare food for Li Qian, so I won't eat! We will come back when we are free someday. I would like to ask your help if there is something." Uncle Li didn't say what it was, but just glanced at me.

Turning around and opening the car door, he handed the few plums he was holding to Aunt Li in the back seat, and then started the car.

According to our rules, after the death of a loved one, we still have to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Before eating, we put the rice in the pot, put the chopsticks neatly in the middle of the bowl, and call the person by name, calling that person to come back for dinner.

I didn't expect him to come and go in a hurry. Seeing the full wine barrels on the eaves, I felt a little bit sad for a while.

But according to Uncle Li, the reason why his wine can be used to make snake wine for my dad must be because of the spring.

It's a pity that Uncle Li is from the next town, otherwise, I could still go and see the spring.

After finishing the chicken, Qin Mipo went to stew it.

A Bao was still gnawing on the plums, I was afraid that his teeth would be sour, so I wouldn't let him eat them.

Holding him and teaching him how to speak, I thought about going to the town to buy some children's toys, tutorial books and so on.

Thinking about it, he called Xiao Xingye again. He seemed to be chewing some bread and said vaguely: "As long as you're fine, I'm looking at this place. Now I know I'm scared and I started crying. It's a pity that it's useless. "

"Thank you." I thought for a while and tried: "Has the well been filled in?"

"The well is filled, it's useless. They urinate water in their bodies and earthworms come. They went to the hospital one by one for examination, but they couldn't find out." Xiao Xingye gulped water.

He said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about me. I'll be back when it's done."

I heard that he seemed to have taken care of the matter, so I had no choice but to hang up the phone, thinking that I would go and have a look when Ah Bao fell asleep.

Now Abao could smell the fragrance of the kitchen, so he didn't need me to hold him, and walked directly towards the kitchen with his short legs.

I thought about carrying the wine into the house and researching the medicinal materials for making snake wine some other day, or looking at the Chinese medicine shop where my dad often buys medicinal materials to see if I can find a prescription.

As long as I make snake wine, I can at least make some money and maybe find out what my parents are doing.

When Ke stretched out his hand, he heard something "hiss", and retracted again.

I saw several snakes under the wine barrel.

These snakes seemed to smell the aroma of wine, and seemed to be drunk, coiled on the ground.

He just hissed snake letters at the wine barrel from time to time, but he didn't hold it up, just coiled like a dead snake.

(End of this chapter)