Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 428 Winter and Spring Past Events

[I'm so sorry. I originally wanted to see the siblings, but I didn't expect to say a few words and even scared them. 】

Gong Shuji handed the paper to Chen Dongchun who was opposite him. Chen Dongchun read it carefully and replied in slightly jerky words:

"It doesn't matter, you also mean well, we are the ones who should say sorry."

"Come and try the eggs. Qingzhu and Qingsong brought them."

"There is nothing better in the country to make you laugh."

I took a bite of the eggs fried with meat and oil. Sure enough, the cooking skills are much better than mine. The familiar country taste is very fragrant.

I finished the noodle soup in a few mouthfuls and went to look at Gong Shuji's bowl.

There were two poached eggs fried to golden brown in his bowl, but the noodles were a little lumpy.

Gong Shuji moved his chopsticks and handed me the egg clip. I shook my head and pointed to the paper in his hand handed back by Teacher Chen Dongchun:

"I'm full. I want to ask something."

I got the paper smoothly, and under Teacher Chen Dongchun's slightly puzzled eyes, from the perspective of a sponsor who wanted to visit the children, I wrote down all the things that happened when I met 'Venerable White' on the train to preach.

Moreover, he focused on the description of 'Mirushi Immortal' by 'Venerable White'.

Finally, when finishing writing, express your confusion appropriately and directly:

'Why is there no lake in Longhu? '

'Why are all the people in the village deaf? '

'Why are the hands of the Qing siblings all torn apart again? '

Yes, I see it.

Their hands were very similar to the way Bai Yaozu's arms were torn apart after he offended the Tzu Ching girl.

Two people, four arms, the fractures are actually not neat, and there is even a faint scent of medicine on them.
Obviously, their hands are not born like this.

It is very likely that the reason why they published the newspaper to seek funding is because their arms disappeared and they needed to take medicine, and they had no parents and no means of livelihood.

Teacher Chen Dongchun still took the paper solemnly and read it carefully. The more he read, the more serious the expression on his face became.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh:

"It turned out to be someone who left the village before and still didn't give up."

"I'm really ashamed that I didn't let you see a better Longhu and didn't give you a better experience here."

"It would be nice if you hadn't heard about Longhu's past. In this way, you might still have a good impression of our village."

Chen Dongchun looked a little sad, and his energy, which was originally sufficient, suddenly slumped.

He put his head in his hands, supported the table, and let out a long sigh, seeming to be thinking about where to start.

It was only then that I discovered that there was no reflection of meat oil in his bowl, and there were still those dark pickles in the bowl.

I opened my mouth and suddenly regretted that I tasted it too quickly and didn't look around first.

Chen Dongchun finally raised his head, feeling helpless:
"The night is long. If you want to hear it, how about I tell you a somewhat long story?"

"Before I returned to this village, I was a good student. I participated in debates and my eloquence was pretty good."

"So the story I tell should be quite attractive."

Gong Shuji and I looked at each other, and we both understood the meaning in each other’s eyes——

Next, you will definitely come into contact with the deepest secret of Longhu.

And this secret is the source of everything.

Chen Dongchun organized his words, hesitated for a moment, stood up and walked to the corner farthest from the door, picked up the hoe that is most common in every farm house, and started digging in front of us.

My guess is that wherever he digs, there must be evidence of the things he wants to tell. Perhaps, he would take out a lot of gold that had been hidden due to sin, and then he would tell us in tears the history of this village's past exchange of meat for gold. Unexpectedly -

Unexpectedly, it will be a hammer.

Um.
It is a clothes hammer often found in the hands of middle-aged women washing clothes by the river.

Wooden, old fashioned.

It may be related to the fact that it has been buried underground for many years. It has been infected with some bacteria and the wood has rotted into a state of disarray.

I thought he was going to

Things may be more complicated than we think.

Chen Dongchun looked a little shocked, but his eyes were calm. He wrapped the half-rotten hammer rod in cloth and carefully placed it on the table.

I quickly wrote:
"Is there anything special about this hammer stick?"

Chen Dongchun was stunned for a moment and replied:
"There's nothing special about that. It's just that it would be more convenient to start with it."

"I was thinking that while I was still eating, this stuff would be dirty and it would be bad for you."

I silently retracted the paper. Chen Dongchun thought for a while, pointed to the clothes-beating stick, and continued:
"Then forget about the clothes-beating stick for now. I'll start from the very beginning."

"No, it's not very accurate. Because, I actually don't know the source of the thing in the lake, nor do I know what happened too long ago."

"Because I was not originally from the village, but one of the many children who were abducted and trafficked to Longhu."

Under the dim light, Chen Dongchun slowly talked about half of his life——

[When I was trafficked, I was only five or six years old.

I happen to be at the age where I can talk and remember some things, but not clearly. "

So, even if I remember that the family where I was born still had two brothers, three sisters, and a pair of loving parents, there was a big slope at the door of the house, and there were trees on the slope.
I can't express it more accurately, clearly, or detail it.

Unable to call out their names or the location of 'home'.

So, I lost them in the long river of time.

At that time, kidnappers who sold children usually rode a vegetable tricycle with several bamboo baskets just big enough to accommodate a child.
Of course the children were bound hand and foot and gagged.

On the upper layer of the bamboo basket, there were some rotten cabbage leaves, wrapped in black cloth on the outside.

If someone wants to choose a child, they put their hands into the bamboo basket together with the kidnapper. After touching the child, they will make a number with each other. If it is suitable, they will trade in the name of selling vegetables.

I have seen many different hands reaching into my bamboo basket.

At that time, when I was eager to find a home, I acted unusually like a normal child and tried to find opportunities to escape, which made more people worry about me.

I was beaten the most severely by the kidnappers. I didn't have a single piece of skin on my body, and I often didn't have food to eat.

This is actually a rare thing among those of us who have been abducted.

Buyers like children who are healthy, well-behaved and have little memory.
So, as a matter of course, I was left behind.

The kidnapper must have traveled to many places and found many buyers. I was almost sold a few times, but it was due to various reasons. For example, I didn’t look like a well-behaved child. I was old enough to remember things. Due to other reasons, it was returned.

Of course, there are my reasons for this.

At that time, I naively thought that if the kidnapper couldn't sell me, he would be disgusted with me and let me go because I had another mouth to eat.

but.
There is no such thing.

The kidnapper, who was a little older, suddenly called me out one night when I was sleeping, and showed an expression that I will never forget.

he tells me:

'I wanted to spare your life, but you little prick just doesn't appreciate it.'

'It seems that I can only sell you to Longhu. '】