"Come on, let's go over there and take a look. It's not far away anyway."
Uncle Wu was still relatively weak and did not follow us. Coffin Boy even refused to visit other people's homes. Even if it was someone who was about to have an affair, he would not go. He called Monkey Fool and went back to his house together.
courtyard.
Pideng was still asleep after drinking too much, so we left him at home and walked towards the small supermarket.
Because Guan Tao's family is engaged in business, the small building at home is beautifully built. It is a rare two-story house in the village. The first floor in the front row has been converted into a facade room for use as a supermarket.
There is still a yard, warehouse, and master room in the back. There is also a stylish hanging garden on the second floor, where Guan Tao's father planted many colorful plants.
When we walked into the Guan family's yard, it was full of people. There were people from the village who came to help with things, and there were their seven aunts and eight aunts and various distant relatives.
Zhang Wei whispered in a low voice, "The Guan family has so many relatives, more than half as many as other families. If we really have a banquet, how many tables will we need!"
I had a different understanding of this topic, so I responded to him in a low voice, "It's like being poor in the busy city and no one cares about you, and being rich in the mountains and having distant relatives. Look at these cigarette boxes on the ground!"
Only then did Zhang Wei notice a lot of empty cigarette boxes among the messy garbage on the ground, "Hey, twenty-one packs of Tahiti, I'll give it to you."
Twenty-one packs of cigarettes can be considered a luxury lineup in our village where most people smoke tobacco leaves grown by themselves, and only guests who come here are willing to buy five-yuan packs of cigarettes to support the occasion.
The Guan family's financial resources are mediocre.
We didn't say hello to anyone we didn't know well when we walked in, but quite a few people in the village greeted us, thinking that I had heard about Guan Tao and was going to come over to recruit their family for this job of making up, which was bound to be well-paid.
They all enthusiastically offered help and guidance, and showed us the location of the head of the Guan family, Guan Tao’s parents.
"Uncle Guan, Aunt Guan! Come out quickly, the three men of the Ye family who put on makeup are here!"
People of our status would not be very popular if we showed up at this time. We do yin and yang trades and make a living, but no one wants us to come to their relatives when they are still angry.
So when Aunt Guan heard the voice of greeting, her face drooped, and the boss walked out of the room unhappily, standing there silently looking at us, I had already taken the initiative to explain my purpose of coming!
It sounds strange!
Obviously they have already ordered coffins from the coffin boy, but now they see us with such expressions.
"Aunt Guan, don't think too much. We have no other purpose here. We just came back from our trip and heard that Guan Tao was ill, so we came over to have a look. The old people often say that there is no cure for the disease. To get good luck, you should also look at the direction of hysteria.
Everyone will be happy if you can look forward to it, right?"
What I said was very pleasing to the ears, and the old lady's expression softened to some extent.
"It's San Man. Even if you don't come, I'd like to spend the whole day looking for you. Come in and see Guan Tao."
I breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and the atmosphere finally calmed down. I was really afraid before that if I said anything wrong, I would just call this large group of relatives and have them go out with just one order!
Tell me, this makeup artist's job is not easy to do!
At first glance, this room should be Guan Tao's room. Photos of the comfortable Simmons, air-conditioned computer and beautiful lady are posted on the wall, which fits Guan Tao's personality very well.
Guan Tao was lying on the bed at this time. He could not see anything else clearly under the quilt. There were many people talking in the room, some holding cigarettes in their mouths, and the air was not very fresh.
Not to mention the patients, even when I came in I felt uncomfortable breathing, and at a glance I saw a very clear black air surrounding the quilt and bed.
Things turned out exactly as I thought. Guan Tao had gotten into something, and it was not a substantial disease at all.
Lang Hongyi and I exchanged glances with each other, who clearly saw these unknown evil spirits, and then we covered our mouths and noses and said, "The air here is so smelly, and you still smoke in the room, which is not conducive to the patient's recovery!"
After hearing what I said, old man Guan, who was squatting in a corner of the room and puffing away smoke, was the first to drop the cigarette in his hand and step on it.
Immediately afterwards, he rushed to me with a look of ecstasy and asked, "Sanman, I know you are capable. So, is my Taozi still saved?"
When a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift, the two old people will always suffer the most. The child is the flesh that fell off their bodies. They have been holding it and coaxing it for most of their lives. Now there are very few of them who can hold on without falling.
I didn't reply directly to Uncle Guan's question. I just picked up the broom leaning against the door and started sweeping the floor.
Aunt Guan, who was following us at the door, had a confused look on her face, and Uncle Guan was also a little confused. Lang Hongyi began to open the door and window without politeness, and picked up the empty bottles and half-packed cigarettes on the table.
Throw it into the wastebasket.
The two old men understood it almost instantly. Not only did they quickly snatch the broom from my hand and start sweeping the floor, Uncle Guan also politely asked everyone in the room to leave and relocate them to another place.
The two old men were really eager to save their son. They never thought that I had not even come close to the bed until I entered the house. I had never seen Guan Tao's condition, and it was impossible to know whether he could be saved!
"Sanman, do you think this makes sense? Do you want me to get some more perfume and spray it around the house?"
Aunt Guan put down the broom and looked at the room that had become a bit human-like. I quickly stopped her. No matter what kind of patient it was, natural air was the best. Don't put some perfume that would choke your nose and increase the burden on your lungs.
"Aunt Guan, stop being busy. Don't let anyone come into this room for the time being. Let's take a look at Guan Tao's condition first. Tell us what you know about why he is like this!"
To be honest, I cleared out the people in this room without saying a word, not because I was pretentious, but for the good of those people. Just now, there was someone who was not afraid of death and just sat on the edge of Guan Tao's bed and talked a lot.
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I could clearly see the black air floating from Guan Tao's body to that person's body, going down his nose and mouth and into his body.
Even now, I try to keep the old Guan couple in the room as far away from the bed as possible.
Listening to Aunt Guan talk about the time before and after Guan Tao fell ill.
"Taozi was in good health before, but he was a bit idle a few days ago. The two boys he played well with went out to fish. After they came back, they were like this at night. Do you think it was a cold or frozen internal organs?
The hospital can’t tell?”
Fishing? Are there any other friends?
"Think carefully about whether there was anything special or strange about that day. You will definitely not be like this if you catch a cold. Think carefully!"
Guan Tao is really breathing out more than he is breathing in now, his face is pale with blue and black, and his lips have turned purple and black. If you ask me, he is probably just like this if he was poisoned by corpse poison.
"Special? Strange thing? I didn't notice it at all. I just remember that Taozi liked to eat the fish he brought back that day. His father and I didn't touch it. I naturally don't like eating things in the water. His father felt sorry for his son.
Tao Zi may have eaten that day, but you don’t know that Tao Zi ate all the ten-pound grass carp by himself, but he couldn’t have sustained it, right?”
No one else touched it, but Guan Tao, who ate the fish, fell ill?
This might be a clue. I remembered what Aunt Guan said about others going fishing together, and I wanted to follow the clue.
"Who else is going to catch fish with Guan Tao?"
"Just Ding Yimao and Cheng Qian, the three of them have been naughty and mischievous since they were young, and they do whatever they can to stay together!"