My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 61: Scaring the Witch and Repairing the House
"Another chocolate for you."

In addition to the candy that Daoqiu exchanged, Li Feng gave Han Mingliang another chocolate, which made the boy very happy and he went home happily.

"Second dick."

Li Feng returned to the house and waved to Gao Jue, muttering something under his breath. "The white bone clothes will be brought soon, and a witch will come. We have to do something ruthless."

"Boss, you're still in charge of keeping watch."

Li Feng packed his recorder and took the carbon disulfide solution with him. "Let's go to the river at the intersection and wait."

Wang Shenpo is a capable person known in the surrounding villages. She can kill ghosts and exorcise evil spirits and is known as the Fairy Lady, but usually more people call her Wang Shenpo.

As soon as they arrived at Han Wang's house, Wang Xiangu's face immediately changed and she exclaimed that the house was filled with evil spirits and there was a ghost.

In an instant, the Han Wang family was frightened and turned pale. They saw Wang Xiangu muttering to herself and waving the wooden sword in her hand, chopping it into the air a few times. Red bloodstains appeared on the sword. For a moment, both Han Wang and Han Fujing and others turned pale.

Wang Xiangu glanced at it and wiped the lye water from her hands with a smile. This wooden sword was soaked in turmeric water, and it would soon reveal a blood-like color after wiping it with the lye water.

Wang Xiangu performed this move with great skill. After a series of slashes, she was covered in sweat. She wiped it off and said with an exhausted look. "This ghost is extremely resentful. Fortunately, I was prepared and finally subdued her."

"Thank you for your hard work, Fairy."

Han Angui quickly stuffed the money he had prepared into Wang Xiangu's hands. Wang Xiangu knew the amount just by feeling it without even looking. It was fifty cents, a little short. "Oh my god, this is not a ghost."

"Hurry, hurry, hide and watch the old woman subdue her."

Good god, Fairy Wang was getting excited again, and this time she scared the Han Wang family into screaming, with Han Wang cursing. "It must be that short-lived little bitch. Fairy Wang will definitely kill her. An Gui, go get the money."

When Wang Xiangu heard about the money, she became even more excited. She yelled and waved the wooden sword in her hand. The sound of her shouting was a bit strange. It must be said that Wang Xiangu was very capable. The holes on the wooden sword actually matched some tones.

"Where to run."

Wang Xiangu jumped, and the wooden sword broke into two pieces. The whole wooden sword was red. The Han and Wang families stared at this guy with their eyes wide open.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

Wang, the witch, was sweating profusely as she sat on the ground, panting heavily. The red dagger on the ground was truly terrifying. "It's okay, it's just a little damaged. After all, I fought and killed this evil spirit."

"Injured?"

This was a serious matter. Han Wangshi saw that the witch Wang's face was not good. She wondered if it was caused by a ghost. It would be unacceptable if he died in her house. "Angui, quickly give the fairy money. She has worked so hard." She winked at Han Fujing and told him to send the old woman away quickly.

Wang Xiangu felt the money in her hand. This time, she had two more dollars. It was worth all her effort in putting on this play. "It's over now. I should go back now. Alas, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out again this month. What a shame."

As she spoke, she propped herself up and staggered to her feet. It was obvious that the witch Wang was exhausted. This was a fight with ghosts. Han Wang thought to herself that it was a good thing that she had invited this old woman, otherwise none of her family would have been able to defeat this ghost.

Now that she's finally killed, Han Wangshi breathed a sigh of relief and watched as Wang the witch left her yard. "Mother, how about we ask Angui to send her off?"

"Why would you send it? If something happens along the way, I won't be able to explain it."

Han Wang glared at her daughter-in-law, and An Gui's daughter-in-law dared not say a word anymore.

As soon as Wang Shenpo left the yard, she felt refreshed. "Two dollars and fifty cents, hey, that's enough to buy some meat. It's a pity that I'm just a poor family and can't make much money." Needless to say, she even felt a lot lighter after receiving the money.

Just as I was walking by the river, I heard a vague sound behind me.

"Witch Wang..."

"Who?"

Wang the witch was stunned and then turned around. She usually pretended to be mysterious, but in fact she didn't really believe in ghosts and gods.

"me."

Wang Wu Po frowned. "Who are you? Are you a member of the Han Wang family?" She turned around and saw a flash of white bones grinning at her. "Hehehe." The laughter, carried by the wind, seemed to come from the shaking bones.

Wang the witch was completely stunned. "Oh my god, ghost!" Wang the witch screamed and turned around and ran away. My goodness, this voice really doesn't sound like that of an old lady. Li Feng and others were all shocked.

"Boss, the patrol is coming."

"withdraw."

"An Yue should go."

With a sigh, Wang Shenpo ran even faster. Li Feng and Gao Ju quickly gathered their clothes, the recorder, and the flashlight, and trotted along the creek back to their yard. "How's the patrol?"

"Do not worry."

Gao Cheng chuckled. "Just caught them red-handed."

"That's good."

For the next while, they couldn't go out and cause any more trouble. They had to live in peace. I imagine the Han and Wang families wouldn't be able to rest in peace once they learned about the ghost story about the witch Wang. "Pack up and go to bed. We'll fix the roof tomorrow morning."

"okay."

Li Feng slept peacefully, but the others couldn't. Han Fuguo watched as the witch Wang was captured by the militia patrol. "Isn't this the old woman from Wangjiazhuang? Why did she come to our village?"

"Ghost, ghost, there is a ghost."

Wang the witch was trembling and muttering "ghost, ghost, ghost", she was scared.

"what happened?"

"I don't know either."

Han Anbing muttered softly, "It seems like I've seen a ghost."

"Bullshit, where did this ghost come from?"

Han Fuguo glared at Han Anbing. "Send two people to inform Wangjiazhuang and find out what's going on with this woman."

"I've already sent An Yu and the others." Han Anbing whispered. "Dad, doesn't Mrs. Wang like to tinker with those things? I'm afraid she was hired by someone." This almost made it clear that Han Wang's house had been haunted recently, and this Mrs. Wang was most likely hired by her family.

The news that the witch Wang was frightened by a "ghost" spread quickly. Han Wangshi was dumbfounded. If the ghost was not killed and came to find Wang Po, would it come back to find her? For a moment, Han Wangshi's face turned pale.

Li Feng was unaware of the commotion that night and slept soundly. "It was so comfortable."

"I wonder what happened to Mrs. Wang yesterday."

Li Feng washed up and rushed to the dam entrance. Sure enough, everyone was talking about what Wang Po had said. He had to bring Han Wangshi along. Wang Poshi had been taken back to Wangjiazhuang, so she had to give her a lecture. Han Wangshi hadn't slept well the previous night, so Shi Chunhua called her over early this morning to give her a lecture.

Everyone is laughing at me now. Why would I hire a fortune teller? I was almost scared to death.

"Should."

"That old woman is not a good person. A few days ago, there was a little girl in Chenjiakou. This old woman insisted that she had a water ghost and wanted to burn her with fire. It was a scene of burning a good girl." Aunt Big Foot said. "In my opinion, she should be sent to the police and put in jail."

Li Dong thought to himself that if he didn't know about this, he wouldn't have let the old woman off so easily yesterday.

"Okay, save some energy for work."

Han Fuguo listened to the commotion and knew that it was not a good idea to tell anyone about what Han Wangshi had done, otherwise the commune would probably criticize the Hanjiaba Brigade.

"Uncle Fuguo."

Li Feng hurriedly called out to Han Fuguo. "I'm planning to repair the roof today, and I came to tell you about it."

"Okay, it's time to fix it."

"When I get off work, I'll go and help you take a look." Han Fuguo said after taking two puffs of his pipe.

"That's great. You have to give me some guidance."

If Gao Cheng hadn't said he knew how to do the tile work, Li Feng wouldn't have dared to repair the roof himself. He had never done this kind of work before. Back home, the three of them started working on the mud. It wasn't easy at all: digging mud, carrying water, and mixing mud.

I hadn't done much this morning, and by the time Han Fuguo and Han Futian arrived, the mud hadn't been mixed properly, let alone getting on the roof. "Did you get the ladder?"

"I went to the warehouse to get it early in the morning."

It's called a ladder, but it's actually just a few sticks nailed together. Li Feng was a little nervous looking at it, afraid he'd break it. "Then let's get rid of the rotten straw this afternoon."

"Ah."

"Can you tie grass?"

"Tie grass?"

Li Feng was a little confused and didn't know how to do it. Han Fuguo saw this and said, "Futian, teach him. If the straw is not tied properly, it will leak."

"Okay, I'll make one for you."

The grass must be tightly tied, usually three layers. Li Feng looked at it and thought, "Wow, this is really not easy." "See, it has to be tied tightly, otherwise it will leak easily."

"got it."

For the next two days, Li Feng, Gao Cheng, and Gao Ju were busy from morning till night, nearly dying of exhaustion. "This is just the roof. If they had to rebuild the wall and the dilapidated courtyard wall, they would be exhausted to death."

"It won't work."

It's so fucking tiring. Besides, making adobe bricks is not something they can do just because they want to.

"Boss, why don't you hire someone?" In fact, Gao could see that the boss had long been unwilling to work, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

"If you think so, then fine, I'll go talk to Uncle Fuguo."

I have enough money now, and the manuscript has already been sent out. If it is published, it will be another huge sum of money.

"Looking for someone to help you?"

Han Fuguo looked at the dusty Li Feng and thought he might not be able to continue. "It's probably hard to find help now."

"Uncle Fuguo, I won't make you all work in vain."

Li Feng said, "How much is your work point worth in a day? I'll pay double."

"What a loud tone."

Han Fuguo glared at the boy. He couldn't do his job, but he was still so arrogant. "How much money do you have to burn?"

"Uncle Fuguo, it's just money."

Li Feng said rather arrogantly, "How about this? I'll give you 80 cents a day. That's fine, right? If that doesn't work out, I'll also provide lunch."

"Good guy, 80 cents a day."

Han Anbing was shocked. You know, the daily work points in Hanjiaba are only more than 30 cents, but this guy Li Feng more than doubled it and even provided lunch. Han Anbing wanted to do this job.

"You kid aren't afraid of getting your tongue caught in your boast."

Han Fuguo glared at Li Feng. "It'll probably take at least ten days or half a month to finish the roof, the wall, and the whole yard. How many people do you plan to hire? Two or three, one or two dollars a day? Have you calculated it? Don't just talk big."

"Two dollars a day is two dollars. Ten or twenty days is only thirty or forty dollars." Li Feng looked nonchalant, but Han Fuguo was so angry that he almost hit him. "Okay, give me thirty dollars right now and I'll help you find someone."

"Really?"

Li Feng was delighted. That was great. "I'll get you the money right now." He said as he ran out of Han Fuguo's yard. "Uncle Fuguo, you have to keep your word. Wait for me to get the money."

"This bastard boy."

Han Fuguo muttered, "He must be really rich. That's impossible. Didn't the money from selling the skirts last time go into the brigade's account? Could it be that this guy has written another article recently?"

(End of this chapter)