Mystery Leaks

Chapter 46 I'm in love with you
When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find that the Band-Aid had fallen off the bed.Looking again, all the scratched wounds on his body had scabbed over.

"Is that so?"

I don't understand, this speed is obviously wrong, the scratched wound will be a little red and swollen the next day, and the scab will form overnight, the recovery speed is too fast.

I tried to remove the scab, and found that although there was still blood under it, it was indeed a hard shell.

"Could it be that the woman in red helped me recover?"

I guessed, the last time she was seriously injured and came to me, sucking me until my face was black and my feet were sloppy. She saw that I was injured last night, so she also helped me?
Thinking of this possibility, I suddenly felt weird. I was scared out of my wits by her at first, but now I seem to have gradually gotten used to her existence.

……

Shaking my head, I got up immediately, it was already high in the sun, and the mandrill hadn't been fed for two days and three nights, so I guess it was about to starve to death.

I filled a little well water with a mineral water bottle, rode a motorcycle to the waste brick kiln, dug out some dead loaches and rotten eels buried in the soil, and walked in holding my nose.

To my surprise, there was a pile of broken bones beside the mandrill's chicken cage, and there was a blue melon ladle next to it, with water in it.

It was astonishingly been fed!

The bite marks on the bones are very fresh, and the melon and ladle that hold the water are not my own. I usually use a rotten porcelain bowl to feed water.

The silver-eyed mandrill looked at me, struggled up in fright, jumped up and down, it didn't look like it had been hungry for two days and three nights at all.

I couldn't help but wonder, who fed it?
Huangmao or Cao Nan?

After thinking about it, I first called Cao Nan and asked if he had come to feed the silver-eyed mandrill, but he said that he had been taking care of his father in the hospital and had never been here.

I called Huang Mao again, and it turned out that he was swearing in the Internet cafe and didn't listen to me at all, obviously it couldn't be him.

I immediately became alert. Could it be that other than the three of us, anyone else knew about the existence of the Silver-Eyed Mandrill?
But if you know it, you know it, so why do you want to help us feed it?If someone from the legal profession is eyeing the mandrill, he can take it away and take it as his own, so why stay here?
The matter is very paradoxical, because it is a bit inexplicable no matter how you say it.

I rode back immediately, dragged Huang Mao from the Internet cafe back to the shop, and told the story again.

Only then did Huang Mao listen, "You mean, someone gave the silver-eyed mandrill food and drinks?"

I nodded and said that it was alive and kicking, and it didn't look like it hadn't eaten or drank for two days and three nights.

"Have you looked at the ladle that holds the water, is it green or dry?" Huang Mao asked again.

I didn't understand what he was doing when he asked that person, but I recalled it and said, "The melon is green."

"That's it." Huang Mao snapped his fingers and said, "The melon is green, which means it was just picked from the melon seedlings. There is only one conclusion. The food and drink are given by those mandrills."

"You mean, the mandrills on the mountain brought water and food to their leader?" I was surprised, but Huang Mao's judgment was very reasonable.

The ladle is made from a thing called a melon cut open and dried in the sun. It is specially used to scoop water. In the era when there were no plastic products, everyone used ladles to kiln water.

The scoops used by humans must be dried in the sun, because if they are not dried in the sun, they will rot after two days after being exposed to raw water.

But the food fed to the silver-eyed mandrill was blue, and the process was completely conceivable. The mandrill minions couldn't find a tool to deliver water to the mandrill leader, so they picked a gourd from nowhere and broke it open to hold water.

It can also be seen from this that the mandrill is a very smart thing.

"But, isn't the mandrill group enslaved and the silver-eyed mandrill expelled, why would you give it food and drink?" I wondered, because I couldn't figure out this, so I mistakenly thought that the food was delivered by humans.

"This is not a bad thing. It shows that the silver-eyed mandrill still has a certain dignity in the group, but it just dare not go back to the mountain." Huang Mao said, and then said: "Actually, you can think about it. It sucks people on the back, but you have to eat and drink anyway, who is supplying it these years can only be the mandrills below."

I nodded approvingly, and that made it clear.

"Then can I not have to feed it in the future?" I asked expectantly, dealing with those dead loaches and stinky eels every day, not only disgusting, but also expensive.

"That's impossible!" Huang Mao straightened up immediately, and said: "To tame the silver-eyed mandrill, it must first get used to you. It is absolutely impossible if you don't go. Try not to let those mandrills do the work for you, otherwise it will become wild. No, it will never be tamed."

I pulled the corner of my mouth, and said to myself that your mouth is open, and I am not talking about it, but it will affect my appetite.

I was upset, so I exchanged words with Huang Mao.

At this moment, a person came in at the door, graceful and graceful, with a basket in his hand.

When I saw it, I was quite surprised, Feng Deliang's wife, Mrs. Wang!
Yesterday, I met Feng Deliang on the mountain, and today Mrs. Wang is also here, which is really amazing.

Mrs. Wang smiled at me, saw the yellow hair beside me, looking a little unnatural, and said, "Xiao Lei, you are here."

"It's Aunt Wang, come in and sit." I went out and pulled a chair for her, and said, "What do you want to do here?"

"Oh, I... just don't sit down, I still have something to do at home." She was obviously a little embarrassed, walked in and put the basket on the counter, and said, "Isn't it almost July and a half, I made some green balls Rice crackers, there is a bit too much, I can't finish it by myself, thinking that there is no one around you, so I brought some here for you to taste."

"This... how embarrassing is this." I was immediately flattered, but at the same time felt weird.

Rice crackers can be regarded as a Hakka specialty in the south. They are balls made of rice flour, because the south only produces rice but not wheat, and there is no flour, so rice noodles can only be used.

There are two kinds of rice crackers, one is Amy fruit and the other is Qingtuan rice cracker. Aimigao is steamed with mugwort leaf soft rice flour in Yangchun March, and it is steamed before Qingming Festival; Qingtuan rice cracker is It's July fifteenth.

This is a custom, but if it's just like this, it won't make me feel weird.The real reason is that these two kinds of rice crackers have another function - to express one's heart.

In the past, if a girl in the country fell in love with a man, she would give these two things to confess her love, indicating that if the other party was also interested, she could come to propose marriage.

Don't make jokes, country women are different from ladies who don't go out and don't go out. When they really meet a man they like, they will often take the initiative more than those ladies who wait passively.

And they don't know the elegant things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from rich families. The way to show their virtuousness is to make good rice crackers.

Rice crackers are something that the whole family enjoys around the table. Sending rice crackers means that they want to become a family with you.

Of course, this kind of method is no longer popular in this era, and it seems very rustic.

But the soil returns to the soil, the sayings and concepts are still there!
If a girl falls in love with a young boy, they will joke that Xiao Nizi secretly gave that young boy rice crackers.

That's why I feel weird. It's not easy to give this kind of thing to strangers. It's okay if you give it to relatives and elders, but Wang and I are not related.

"You're welcome, anyway, my aunt can't finish eating by herself, you should be busy first, and my aunt will leave first." Wang Shi said, turning around to leave after speaking.

"Aunt Wang, wait a minute." I hurriedly called to her, and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Why don't I replace this basket and you can take it away now."

Although it feels weird, I can't refuse her kindness.

"No hurry, give it back to me after you finish eating." Wang smiled, and left in a hurry after speaking, as if fleeing.

……

"Ouch... tsk tsk tsk tsk."

As soon as Mrs. Wang left, Huang Mao came over and winked at me, and said wretchedly, "You are so affectionate, boy, you are lucky."

I glared at him, and said: "He just sent some food, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking?"

Huang Mao was not angry, and said: "Boy, do you really don't understand or pretend you don't understand, she has taken a fancy to you!"

"It's not over, is it?"

I'm angry, and I have to have a degree of joking, Wang's age is two rounds older than me, so where is it?

Huang Mao immediately rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Why is your reaction so slow, she wants to borrow seeds from you, idiot!"

"What?!" I froze

"Tsk!" Huang Mao looked like you were an idiot, "You still don't understand, Feng Daniu has been working on her for a month but has not conceived, she is changing her target to see you!"

"I go!"

I was stunned and dumbfounded, what kind of thing is this.

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(End of this chapter)