Near noon the next day, Li Bing and his party of five drove to Xiangyang Village again.

After they parked the car, they walked along the mountain village path for a long time before arriving at the entrance of the village.

An old man in his sixties came up to him and asked with a smile: "Are you big reporters from the provincial capital?"

Li Bing was stunned and asked politely: "Uncle, who are you? How do you know who we are?"

The old man smiled heartily and said: "I am Wang Dafu, the village chief of Xiangyang Village. Yesterday you met my wife, the Aunt Zhou you have met."

Li Bing quickly said enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Uncle Wang. We are here to experience life in Xiangyang Village. You are always the village chief, so we have to rely on you to take care of us! By the way, what about Aunt Zhou? Why didn't she come? Instead, she asked

Uncle Wang is waiting for us here?"

Wang Dafu said cheerfully: "I heard that you are big reporters from the provincial capital, and you have come to experience life in our poor mountain valley. We villagers are not to mention how happy we are. Your aunt is cooking delicious food at home right now.

I want to entertain you. She was afraid that you wouldn’t recognize my home, so she specially asked me to wait for you at the entrance of the village."

Li Bing and others quickly thanked them and happily followed Wang Dafu into the village.

Although this is just a two-story typical rural building and looks so simple, Li Bing and others can't help but be surprised by the large area of ​​​​the house. They are extremely envious of the advantage of a mountain village with few people and large land.

Before he even entered the door, Wang Dafu shouted: "Old lady, all the big reporters from the provincial capital are here. Have you prepared your meal?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Aunt Zhou wearing an apron, her hands covered with grease and soot constantly wiping on the apron, and she walked out of the back room neatly.

She said with a smile on her face: "Oh, I finally waited for you. Are you tired and hungry along the way? Old man, please make them a cup of tea, and I will bring the food."

Aunt Zhou turned around and entered the kitchen cheerfully. After a while, she came out with a large pot of fragrant goose meat.

Zhao Waner sniffed the aroma and cheered: "Aunt Zhou, this dish you cooked is so fragrant, it almost makes me hungry!

Aunt Zhou said with a smile: "People in the mountains don't have much to entertain distinguished guests. This is just a free-range goose. The old man wants to eat it, and I still can't bear to part with it. Today, you distinguished guests are coming, so I asked the old man to kill the goose early in the morning.

Come on. I’ve been simmering it all morning. It’s just out of the pot and it’s still hot. You’re hungry too, so hurry up and eat!”

Aunt Zhou brought out a few more side dishes from the mountains, and Wang Dafu brought out two bottles of Erguotou and warmly invited everyone to take their seats.

One sip of wine made Li Bing burst into tears and made everyone laugh.

After drinking for a while, Shi Liya picked up the wine glass, toasted Wang Dafu and Aunt Zhou, and said: "Uncle Wang, Aunt Zhou, and the rest of us are going to stay here for ten and a half days, so we have to trouble you to give it to us."

Arrange to read the full text of the best female fairy in two rooms."

Aunt Zhou said with a smile: "Son, don't worry about the house. The old man and I have discussed it a long time ago. No, our house is big, and our only son works outside. After I have eaten, I will clean a few houses.

For a moment, you can live here!"

Shi Liya smiled and said: "Thank you uncle and aunt for your kindness. I would like to ask, is the house where Wenyuan and Qu Lili lived when they jumped in the queue still there?"

When Aunt Zhou heard this, a trace of sadness flashed across her face, and she sighed: "Yes! Since one of them committed suicide and the other left here, no one has lived in that house again. It is said that someone in the village heard the rumor inside

There were sounds of women crying, and some people saw sparks coming out of the chimney of the house after they died and disappeared. It was so scary that no one lived in that house anymore, not even the people in our village.

Dare to get close there."

Shi Liya was overjoyed: "Aunt Zhou, then we won't live in your house anymore. We plan to live in the house where they lived!"

Aunt Zhou was startled, and Wang Dafu was so stunned that he shook his hand holding the wine glass.

Aunt Zhou said in surprise: "Children, are you okay? That is a haunted house. Others dare not approach it during the day, but you actually want to live in it. No, I can't let you take such a risk."

Shi Liya said hurriedly: "Uncle, aunt, listen to me. We are here from the newspaper to collect stories and describe the lives of educated youth during that special period. We live in the house where they lived, which is more conducive to

It inspires us to create. What’s more, we are reporters, and of course we are not allowed to believe in ghosts and gods. We don’t believe in this evil. If we live in it for ten days and a half, people in the village will naturally not see this so-called haunted house again.

Scared."

Wang Dafu looked at them with concern, looking worried and swollen. He had always disagreed with Shi Liya and the others living in that ghost house and insisted that they live in his own home.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Aunt Zhou sighed and said: "Old man, forget it, let's grant their wish and let them live there. These two beautiful girls, with their stubborn characters, are really like Wenyuan and Qu Li back then.

Korea."

Seeing Aunt Zhou saying the same thing, Wang Dafu nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, you guys will live there. No one has lived there for decades, and I don't know what kind of chaos it has become. Eat well."

After dinner, let’s go clean the house.”

Everyone was overjoyed and thanked them profusely. After a while, they were full of wine and food. Uncle Wang brought a few pieces of furniture from the mountain village and led everyone towards the valley of the hill.

After walking on the mountain road for more than ten minutes, Wang Dafu pointed to a two-bay bungalow looming in a small valley and said: "The house in front is of course where they lived. The house is not large, but it has three rooms and a kitchen.

."

Several people quickly came to the house, and a row of weeds half a person's height blocked their way. The people looked at each other, and saw that Wang Dafu had already put down the farm tools he was carrying, took out a machete, and struck the house.

Then the tall and dense weeds began to be cut.

Not long after, Wang Dafu had already made a grass path more than one meter wide and arrived at the door of the house.

Looking at the door with a rusty iron lock hanging on it, Wang Dafu lightly knocked it with a machete, and the iron lock suddenly dropped a lot of iron and fell to the ground.

Everyone walked into the house and were surprised to find that the inside of the house was different from the outside. There were almost no weeds.

Several people looked around, imagining the hardships of life when educated youths jumped in the queue. There were no signs of wires in the room, and there were no wooden beds. There were only pits prepared in each room.

Everyone worked together, and after two or three hours, the house that was said to be haunted was tidied up.

There were only three rooms with pits. Wang Dafu solemnly said: "You guys, stay in the middle room, and the one on the left, where the two girls live. As for the room on the right, you must not go in.
Chapter completed!