No need to ask, I already know what it means. [We can’t reach an agreement.

With a "pop" sound, the chopsticks in the bowl fell down and hit the edge of the bowl.

Following that sound, a passerby screamed in surprise, his hand loosened, and the second uncle's precious compass fell to the ground.

The second uncle immediately went to pick up the compass, but it was too late. The compass hit the ground. He felt distressed. He picked it up and touched it again and again. It was at this time that something happened to the passerby. He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.

He's straightened up, lying on the ground, and can still struggle a bit.

The second uncle quickly shouted: "Lingzi, help me quickly. Untie his clothes."

The second uncle also took out a silver dollar. It was not a copper coin, but a silver dollar. My father also had it. It is said that when my grandmother died, she left a few silver dollars to each of her children. It was her life savings.

The cousin immediately stepped forward and tore off the passerby's shirt, exposing his upper body. The second uncle pulled down his pants a little, put the silver dollar on his stomach and pushed it up. He said at the same time: "Put a copper coin on his tongue."

under."

The cousin did as he was told, but the situation was urgent and the passers-by refused to speak, so the cousin just used the chopsticks in the bowl to pry it off and put one of his copper coins under his tongue.

When the silver dollar was pushed to the chest, the passerby became relieved, exhaled a long breath, and woke up.

The second uncle also exhaled. The cousin helped the passerby sit up and put his hand to the passerby's mouth: "Spit out my copper coins. There are not many real ancient coins like this from family."

Only then did a passerby notice something strange in his mouth and spit out the copper coins.

The second uncle scolded: "What are you doing when I call you that good compass?" He treasured his compass again.

Uncle Li said softly: "You are also frightened. Let's leave it like this tonight, if we can't talk about it, we will come back tomorrow."

After we left the house and closed the door, passers-by asked us downstairs if the female ghost would look for him again tonight.

Uncle Li said no, and asked him to go back to his rented place to sleep peacefully. He would come over at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

When I got in the car, I asked my second uncle, "Second uncle, you are so awesome today. What happened to the silver dollar?"

The second uncle said: "This is nothing. Traditional Chinese medicine and Feng Shui have always been intertwined. In the words of the doctor, what is his condition? Oh, he is so scared that his heart will stop. Press under his tongue to let him relax.

.I use silver dollars to relieve his stomach, which also makes him feel better. It’s not a ghost thing. In our rural areas, when a child is just born and has severe jaundice, he will wrap silver dollars in egg whites to roll his stomach to make the jaundice smoother.

"(I have seen this to remove jaundice with my own eyes. After rolling the child's belly, the eggs and the silver coins inside were all yellow.)

"Oh." I responded. Actually, many things are not as complicated as everyone thinks.

Because it was not very late, Uncle Li took the bus back to his house. The second uncle went to my house. Maybe boys will become territorial when they grow up. I arranged for the second uncle to share a bed with his cousin, and the cousin

He just let the bed out and he slept on the sofa. He just didn't want to get close to his father.

My brother was a little confused when he saw us coming back so early. After asking about the situation, he asked his aunt to make us a midnight snack. I also specifically told my cousin to use the toilet disinfectant and wash his hands.

Just don’t have midnight snacks.

I also had to rub my face vigorously three times with facial cleanser before going to have a midnight snack.

Holding the baby in my arms and eating glutinous rice balls made by my aunt, I listened to my cousin say to my second uncle: "Dad, what time do we get up tomorrow to kill the chicken?"

"Come early. I'll get up at six o'clock to boil water."

"There are so many chickens, what should we do if we can't eat them?"

"Oh, gold." The second uncle said, "Tomorrow we are going to kill a dozen or twenty chickens. If you think the refrigerator can't fit so many, give them away."

My brother said: "Yes, I will get up early tomorrow to help you kill chickens. I still put the chickens in the garage on the first floor. I will do it directly in the garage tomorrow, otherwise the house will smell bad and Jin Jin will not be happy."

"What kind of chicken?" I asked.

My brother said, wasn’t there two or three hours of rest between dinner time yesterday afternoon? The second uncle and his cousin went shopping and bought twenty chickens and brought them back. They were in a hurry and brought them to the gate of the community.

, asked the security guard to help my brother. My brother sent someone to the garage.

I guessed that these chickens would be the protagonists tomorrow.

The garage in our community is usually connected to a small bathroom with water and electricity.

Early in the morning, I was still asleep with the baby, and they started to go. When I woke up and took the baby for a walk downstairs, I saw a lot of excitement in front of our garage door. My second uncle, cousin, and my brother

The three of them were busy weighing and killing chickens. I leaned over and listened.

Uh, that's not right. My brother actually said that those chickens were native chickens that my second uncle brought from his hometown. He killed them on the spot and sold them on the spot. Yes, yesterday he said they were giving them away, but today they were sold. Native chickens, add them.

The second uncle's farmer's attire was his signature. Business was so good that he sold out in a short time. My cousin helped in the kitchen during the holidays in his hometown, and he was not merciless in killing chickens. He even bled them quickly.

Once the blood was drained from the cousin's side, he threw it to the second uncle on the other side. The second uncle scooped out water from the hot water that was almost boiling, and the hair was removed after a few strokes.

My brother was washing, processing and handing them over. By eleven o'clock, all twenty chickens had been sold and the stall was closed.

My brother was too tired, so he went upstairs to rest. In order not to be scolded by the aunt who was sweeping the floor, saying that there was blood all over the floor in our house, I gave her 20 yuan and asked her to help mop the floor.

My cousin was tired too, but there was nothing I could do. After my second uncle said something, my cousin and I followed him to the community. My cousin, who had been watching the car, lowered his hands and refused to move. I had no choice but to drive by myself.

When we arrived at Passerby's community, it was already twelve o'clock. Uncle Li had already been waiting for us while eating lunch boxes in the shade of the trees downstairs. Since it was already twelve o'clock, we were not picky and just ate our lunch boxes.

The passers-by were still so nervous that they couldn't even eat their lunches. The circles under their eyes were so dark that they couldn't sleep all night.

The second uncle distributed the tasks and said: "Chicken blood, hair brushes. After a while, each person will have a brush, and all the windows and doorways in the house will be painted. Then close the door and leave. We will come back tomorrow."

I said "Ah!". You know, I really can't stand the smell of chicken blood. But since they are already here, it's not good for them to work hard. Besides, this morning, my cousin and second uncle have been tired for a long time.

, I can’t just be the eldest lady.

This job is really abominable. I covered my mouth and nose with one hand and held a brush with chicken blood in the other hand. I worked with my cousin to clean the windows of the living room. My second uncle and Uncle Li each had a room.

Wash the windows in the room. I don’t dare to be alone now. No matter what, I have to have someone by my side. I’m so timid.

Looking at the bloody window that I painted, I felt so frightened. If I saw it at night, I would be even more shocked.

After two hours of hard work, we finished the job. Uncle Li checked it carefully and said there should be no gaps. This is to prevent the contents from getting out, giving it a feeling of suffocation. Let her "

Suffocated" in the house.

Come tomorrow morning and we can finish cleaning the house.

After closing the door and looking at the house, I actually felt that the woman was quite pitiful. The passers-by were in a daze. I thought that even if there was no retribution, he would live with his own guilt and pain for the rest of his life.

The next day, we came to the house again. The expressions of the second uncle and Uncle Li were much calmer, while my cousin, myself, and passers-by all looked panicked.

When we came, several bold men who came up with us also screamed.

You can imagine the scene: there are several bloody handprints on the white walls of the house. There are scratch marks on the window that is full of chicken blood. It is not only on the window of the living room, but also on the windows of the room and the kitchen window.

There are also scratch marks.

It was like someone was grabbing and patting the window before dying. My cousin boldly touched the fingerprints on the wall and said, "Wow, it's quite scary."

I won't touch it. Just like those men watching the excitement, I stand at the door and don't go in.

The clean house is the same as the mistress’s house. The rituals were performed and the millet was poured out. Only this time, the millet came from Uncle Li. Uncle Li’s family is located in the urban-rural fringe area of ​​the city, and there should be no millet. But there is probably someone next door to his house who does.

Well. So I brought in two bags of millet in one night.
Chapter completed!