No one can help us now, and we can't just turn around and leave. [/ After all, after all this hard work, we all smell of alcohol on our bodies, and my brother even licked the wine. I don't care about the driver.

Life or death, but you can't care about my brother's life or death.

To be honest, at that time, I really felt like I was going to die with my brother. I picked up the egg and put it in my mouth. It didn’t taste good. It was sour and smelled of alcohol. I

I don’t usually drink much, so I don’t know if the expired sour wine will cause any special side effects.

After eating the eggs, the three of us looked at each other, what's next? We finally decided to leave, and we were scared to stay here looking at these wine jars. My brother and the driver sealed the jars. There were no jars in the first place.

Seal it with wax or mud, and just cover it with a wooden plug.

Then we locked the car and drove away in our car. We can wait until daybreak to talk about anything else.

In the car, my brother and I discussed it for a while and decided that we would also go to a hotel to stay one night. If we both really died tonight, then at least we would have died in the hotel. I can still get my house.

Keeping the baby is considered an inheritance. If we die at home, the price of the house will drop. And my baby may not live in that house in the future.

Forgive me for being selfish. At that time, I only thought that if we really died, we would leave the most beautiful memories for our baby. I did not think that if I died in a hotel, it would be broken.

People's business and feng shui. There is no way, mothers are selfish, and they will think about their children at such times.

I am not a saint, and I cannot do such a great thing as sacrificing myself for others.

We chose a small hotel across the street from the car. It didn't have a star rating, but it was quite clean. There were two rooms, one for the driver and one for me and my brother.

After we took a shower and settled down, we looked at the time and saw that it was already 12:10. I nestled in my brother's arms, neither of us could sleep. I whispered: "Brother, do you hate me?

If I hadn't been nosy, we would be sleeping with the baby at home right now."

"Don't think about it, it's already like this. Call Uncle Li tomorrow. We are still alive and well. There will be a solution tomorrow morning."

I'm really grateful to my brother for being tolerant to me and for sharing weal and woe, life and death, uh, that's too much to say.

That night we both kept our eyes open until dawn. No matter how nervous we were, we wouldn't be able to sleep at this time. I believe the driver was the same as us.

We got up early the next morning. The most depressing thing was that my brother and I had diarrhea. I guess there was something wrong with the wine and eggs.

We bought medicine and all three of us took it. We also called Uncle Li and my cousin. By noon, our cousin came to the hotel to find us. By that time, the medicine also worked and we no longer had diarrhea.

My cousin also said that if it still worked, he would draw a talisman and let us drink the talisman water. It would be a good time to test whether the talisman he drew was effective or if it was still waste paper.

He also dared to say that I scolded him for not being able to get through on the phone yesterday, to not changing my socks every day at home, and then to the accusation of grabbing chicken wings with my baby. I scolded him for more than ten minutes.

He was like a defeated little rooster, shrinking his neck and saying weakly in the Internet language: "I don't want to settle old scores. I visited the cemetery for two days, and my phone was out of battery. There is no charger on the cemetery.

What a place. I didn’t get home until eleven o’clock last night.”

We checked out and went to see the refrigerated truck. I also took the rolls from the hotel room and the toilet paper from the toilet, just in case.

The driver's face was also green, and he probably couldn't understand clearly. When the four of them returned to the car, they saw Uncle Li and Second Uncle discussing things. This time, even Second Uncle came.

The second uncle looked at me apologetically and said that he had promised his cousin to follow me, but something happened this time and I almost died. It was also his fault. If he had not asked his cousin to follow him to see the tomb,

Things can't be so bad.

I asked, what should I do now? The car is still there, and the wine jar is still there.

The second uncle first talked to the driver brother about the topic that they had dealt with, and asked the driver how much money he could give. The driver brother was very grateful and said that all the 20,000 yuan for this trip would be given to us. The second uncle was also unambiguous and directly

Said: "Give ten thousand first, and then give the remaining ten thousand after everything is done."

The driver didn't have any cash, so he asked his cousin to follow us, drove our car, and went to the nearest bank to withdraw money.

I didn't go, so I just listened to the discussion between my second uncle and my uncle Li. My second uncle said that I would ask a few migrant workers to help dig the earth. The only way to bury this kind of thing is in a remote place. Let people not come close to it as much as possible.

After all, the old ghost is not something we can deal with.

I asked my second uncle, what exactly is a New Year ghost? Isn’t it true that people with pure yang life are more likely to be born in the New Year?

The second uncle said that old ghosts are also called filthy. They are the kind of people who are extremely evil in life and cannot be reincarnated after death. When the door of hell is closed, they sneak out and never go back. This kind of ghost will keep doing bad things and make the heart full of evil.

Only after all the evil spirits have been released can he go back and be reincarnated. The old ghost will not stay in the upper place for too long, because there will be ghosts coming to catch him. If you want to keep the old ghost, you can only use this kind of wine jar with eggs. This is originally just

Legend has it that the second uncle said that this was the first time he had seen such a thing, and he did it according to the story his grandfather told before. The reason we ate eggs last night was to lower our Yang Qi and prevent the old ghosts from harming us.

In this way, what Uncle Li said last night was correct.

Looking at the five large wine jars, the second uncle sighed and said: "It's past twelve o'clock now. I'll hire migrant workers soon. I don't know if they can dig it out before eleven o'clock tonight. And we still have to find it."

Just a suitable place.”

Uncle Li said: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I know a place. I'll drive there in a minute and we can handle it."

The next step was to do physical work, so I stopped participating. I didn’t sleep all night, and I exercised for a long time, and I was completely exhausted. My brother and I went back first, and left the rest to them.

We didn't eat anything when we got home and went straight to bed. We slept until about six o'clock in the evening, when our aunt knocked on the door and asked us to get up for dinner.

My cousin came back at twelve o'clock in the evening. Because I had missed some work in the past two days, after the baby fell asleep, I started making coffee and preparing to work all night. So when my cousin came back, I was still awake.

, just ask him about his situation today.

After my cousin took a shower, he sat on the sofa and looked at me holding the notebook. He hesitated for a while and then said, "Sister, what do you think of Uncle Li?"

I closed the notebook and said, "Uncle Li, it's not bad. What's wrong?"

The cousin paused for a moment, then seemed to think for a moment before he said: "Today my dad said that he would ask migrant workers to dig a hole in a remote and shady place to bury the wine. But Uncle Li asked us not to invite migrant workers. Even if we say that migrant workers will dig,

It was not possible to dig such a hole until 11 o'clock in the evening. He took us directly to a place. An abandoned mud house next to a secondary road. There was a banana tree behind the mud house. The place was shady and abandoned.

No one lives in the mud house, and it doesn’t even have a roof. Moreover, it is beside a secondary road, and there is no place where anyone would park. That place is just right for disposing of the wine. But unfortunately, someone has already dug a hole in it.

There it is. The dimensions are still about the same. We went there and after a few repairs with the shovel, we were able to move the wine jar in."

"You mean, there are no such coincidences in the world?"

"Yes. It's not a novel or a TV series. How come there are so many coincidences."

"So...Uncle Li has a problem."

"Why did you hit that truck? This city is neither big nor small."

"But Uncle Li helped us this time."

"Yes, it seems like he knew about this a long time ago. He even found a good place to dig the hole. Unless he also knew how powerful he was at this age and didn't dare to stay overnight, so he dug the hole in advance."

"But... didn't I say last time that there were no traces of injuries on Uncle Li's body from you and your cousin? He shouldn't be the one behind the scenes, right?"

"Yes, so I can't figure it out either." My cousin scratched his head, stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. We'll talk about it when the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth."

After my cousin left, I was no longer in the mood to type. I was thinking about the things that had happened one after another over the past year in front of the computer. These things seemed not continuous, but they were interlocking. We are very familiar with each other.

I had long thought that Uncle Li would not be the man behind the scenes, it was almost a preconceived idea.

And this time, Lao Zhong really saved my life. I didn’t dare to think that if Lao Zhong hadn’t taught me how to deal with it last night and my second uncle’s cousin, Uncle Li, couldn’t get through on the phone, then what would I have done?

What will happen now with my brother?

If Lao Zhong is a man in the dark, then last night was the best time for him to take action. Isn't it what the man in the dark has always wanted to do if he wanted me to die? There is indeed Chinese medicine on the remote control car. But I asked my cousin to say so.

Come on, Uncle Li should have known about this yesterday and taken defensive measures. But why didn't he tell me when he received my call and was busy arguing? And today he came over and didn't tell me directly.

He already knew about it and dealt with it well. He still acted as if he had just learned about it.

Forget it, as my cousin said, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Life or death is up to you. All I have to do is work hard to live. Just take one step at a time.

Chapter 30 Kowloon Bed

During the Chinese New Year, my cousin went home for a few days. It is estimated that nothing will happen during this New Year.

For a child like me who grew up outside, I would be busy at night. I would go to my husband’s house for New Year’s Eve dinner early in the morning and go to my mother’s house for New Year’s Eve dinner in the afternoon. Since my aunt was already on holiday, I naturally stayed there.

On my mother's side, I asked her to help take care of the children.

You may be surprised that I mention my mother’s house more often, but my brother’s house is less frequent. They live on the other side of the city, and it takes 40 minutes to drive downtown.

Well. When my mother leaves the community and crosses the street, she reaches their community.
Chapter completed!