"Oh, what were you talking about just now," Zhong Kui was a little awake at this time, remembering what Xiao Ming and Zhiqing were saying just now.

"Hi, it's nothing. It's convenient to get up. I saw a big black cat when I went out. I was shocked."

"Oh, then, go to bed," Zhong Kui said, shrinking his body down, lying down in a comfortable position, not wanting to say anything more.

Xiao Ming and Zhong Kui fell asleep in a short while.

The miserable Zhiqing couldn't fall asleep. He was constantly tossing the wooden bed that was creaking and making a sound, and his mind was filled with a lingering slender figure.

Should I tell Zhong Kui about this? He kept asking himself again and again, but he didn't know how long it had been. In his consciousness, he was confused and sent a series of sad crying stubbornly into his eardrums with the help of the wind. Zhiqing's mind moved and hurriedly found the source of the crying sound.

By the well in the middle of the yard, a woman was crying and whimpering.

"Sister..." He wanted to say it very much; you didn't sleep in the middle of the night, crying here, making everyone feel uneasy, but when he saw the woman looking miserable, he was embarrassed to say it.

The woman ignored Zhiqing's shouting and continued to cover her face and cry... The weak body looked so sympathetic.

"Sister has any difficulties? Do you need my help?"

"..." The woman stopped thrusting her shoulder blades, and her voice stopped, as if she was pondering, and she seemed to be thinking about whether to speak to the strange man in front of her.

It was so anxious that Zhiqing was very anxious and asked again: "Sister, what are the difficulties that need help?"

His questioning again seemed to anger the woman's patience. The woman stood up and didn't look up at him, and then left in a straight step.

It's such a weird person. Zhiqing is very angry at the unreasonable and ignorant of women. He disturbs others' sleepiness and looks so pretentious. Such a woman really has no public morality.

I was too lazy to care. As long as she didn't continue crying, it would be fine. When he thought about it, he was about to walk into the house. With a slight movement, he suddenly woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw a dark and strange environment. This was because the moonlight refracted across the window frame and entered the house.

Zhiqing, who woke up from the dream, no longer had the sleepiness, so he could only close his eyes and relax, savoring the strange scenes he saw in the dream, who is this woman, and why did she choose to enter her own dream.

The early morning in the countryside is very lively, the simplicity and return to nature, with birds, chickens, ducks, geese, and the squeaking sound of the roaring bus rolling on the mechanized farming road.

The hotel is on the side of a road leading to two small counties. The small county town in the south is still far away from here. The route for Zhong Kui and the others is completely different. The small county town in the north is their only way.

The hotel is like the "Xinlongmen Inn" in the desert. There are more people coming from the mechanized farm road, and there are several snack shops next to the hotel. The mechanized farm road crosses the middle of the snack shop and the hotel, leading to the south and the north.

The early-wake guest in the hotel is still the Northeastern man. He is a regular visitor here and also a hardworking worker in the town. His profession is a coachman who rides a tricycle.

Because the location is remote and the transportation is not convenient, there are few shuttle buses here, so you may get two trips a day. The man from Northeast China wanted to take over the business of transporting Zhong Kui and the others to the county town, so he tried every means to get close to them.

Because of the first time I came into contact, Zhiqing had no good feelings for this person.

A man from Northeast China got up early in the morning and greeted him with a smile.

He was coldly perfunctory, filling his mouth with a glass of water and a mouthful of toothpaste, and had no time to take care of the other party's greetings, so he could only nod and respond.

Seeing the other person's cold look, the Northeastern man felt his hot face, he put his cold butt on his lips, curled his lips, and left.

Seeing that he was leaving, Zhiqing wanted to stop him and chat for some reason. Maybe it was because of the situation last night. He wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the woman from this person.

Before checking out the authenticity of the matter, Zhiqing did not want to disturb others. Only by inquiring about this Northeastern man would he not make a joke, because the Northeastern man was straightforward, neither humble nor arrogant, nor would he do anything like March 8.

He took a mouthwash with a mouthwash, and did not stay in his mouth for a few seconds. He hurriedly vomited it out and called out to the other party; "Cousin, I'm going to work,"

The man from Northeast China stopped and turned around and smiled silly: "Hi, that's not about going to work, it's about selling stinky sweat,"

"Oh, how much money do you make when you go,"

"I usually charge a symbolic fee when I look at the direction of pricing, and I will not charge it randomly," the man from the Northeast couldn't help but lit up his eyes when he saw the other party asking about the price.

"Oh," Zhiqing wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth and said, "Are there many customers here? Did you send it?"

“Hi, some of it is,”

After a few words, Zhiqing understood one thing: the hotel owner and this man must have had some tacit agreement. When they got off the car, several human-powered tricycles were blocked in front of the car door and shouting for business.

The human tricycle driver and the hotel owner have colluded with each other for their own interests and reached a tacit agreement. This situation is everywhere. The coachman can send guests to the hotel continuously, so he can stay in the hotel for free, or take a commission from it if a guest is sent.

Zhiqing's rational speculation is indeed accurate.

The Northeast man did have an agreement with the hotel. When Zhiqing asked about the woman, he refused to answer and immediately made an excuse to leave.

Zhong Kui and Xiao Ming went to the well to rinse their mouths. Zhiqing was still watching the backs of the Northeast man entering the house. He nodded to each other, his eyes were complicated and helpless.

Vanilla and Xu Qian are here too.

Wengen, who was sleeping in the single room, also came over, greeted his brother-in-law with a smile, and gave him a toothpaste to his future wife.

"It's good sleep last night," Zhong Kui asked with a glance at them.

"Well, it's not so good, there seem to be fleas in the bed," Vanilla said dissatisfied.

Xu Qian curled her lips, smiled bitterly and nodded, "Well, I think too,"

"The girl's skin is thin, tender and delicious, so fleas are there to patronize you. We didn't feel it. We slept until dawn," Wengen said in a discomfortable manner.

"..." Vanilla stared.

Xiao Ming snickered.

Zhong Kui remembered something and hurriedly looked at Zhiqing, "Uncle Chen, were you okay last night?"

Zhiqing was slightly stunned and stammered: "It's nothing, I just saw a black cat,"

"Black Cat," Wengen was surprised, and then muttered: "I didn't see the black cat, but I saw a slender hair,"

"Yes, we have it in bed, too," Vanilla added hurriedly.

"Why is it one," Zhong Kui said strangely.
Chapter completed!