In order to intimidate Lao Liu, I put a lot of content into my words.
Didn't he say something he shouldn't have said?
Lao Liu's voice trembled for a long time, his shoulders slumped, and he said slumpedly, "Master and Madam...how am I qualified to discuss with them? Old Madam, you are too flattering to me."
"Lao Liu," Xiaolan said earnestly, "Madam has a child, you know this."
Lao Liu was even more shocked, with a look on his face like "How do you even know this?"
Seeing that he was speechless in surprise, Xiaolan turned her wheelchair and walked towards the reception room on the right.
The living room is the same as the courtyard. Although the decoration is simple, it is kept clean. There is even a clay vase on the round table in the middle of the room, with a few light yellow wild flowers inserted in it. The wild flowers are Yanling that can be seen everywhere in the village. Flowers, paired with earthenware, also look unique and beautiful.
Lao Liu looks like a rough guy on the outside, but he doesn't expect to have such a temper in his heart.
"you……"
Xiaolan was about to say something when the sound of chopping vegetables suddenly came from the next room.
The two people's eyes were instantly attracted.
"That's..."
"Ah," Lao Liu's brows relaxed, "That's my old mother, preparing breakfast..."
"Mom?" Xiaolan was a little suspicious for some reason, and maneuvered the wheelchair closer to the kitchen, "It's really hard to start preparations so early."
With that said, Xiaolan walked to the kitchen door where the sound of chopping vegetables could be heard, opened the linen curtain and looked inside quietly.
Indeed, a short, stooped old woman was busy in front of the chopping board with her back to them, and the beeping sound came from there.
Is this Lao Liu's mother?
"Hello?" Xiaolan said hello to herself.
The old woman didn't react as if she hadn't heard anything, and the sound of chopping vegetables was still regular and gentle.
"Hello?" Xiaolan repeated.
Still no response.
Xiaolan turned around and saw that Lao Liu's expression had completely changed.
"What's wrong with her?" Xiaolan asked.
"I...my mother has bad ears," Lao Liu stumbled, "As you get older, it's inevitable...it's inevitable."
is that so?
Xiaolan controlled the wheelchair to turn in a direction and looked at the old woman's profile.
Lao Liu originally wanted to stop him, but in the end he didn't dare to go.
Why is it so strange?
This profile.
Although it is understandable that the old man will become withered, but no matter what, this face is...
It was hardly a person anymore, it was a skinny skeleton!
The profile of the old man's face was brown like cracked clods of soil, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, his lips were dryly wrinkled into his mouth, and his jaw could no longer be closed and was dangling, revealing a dark mouth.
Even so, the old man's hands like dead branches moved slowly on the chopping board. He held the knife firmly in his right hand and chopped at the tomatoes placed on the chopping board.
Xiaolan was so shocked that her facial expression almost lost control, and she looked at Lao Liu in surprise.
"My mother has suffered a lot," Lao Liu's tone softened, "Now that she is old, she has to live a stable life."
No, this is not a peaceful day.
This person is obviously dead. He is obviously a dead person!
Before Xiaolan could say anything, the thumping sound that had been ringing in her ears suddenly stopped.
The attention of Xiao Lan and Lao Liu was also attracted by the sudden silence.
The vegetables had been cut, and the old woman stiffly scraped the back of the knife a few times, then poured the cut tomatoes into the pot.
No oil was even added to the pot. As soon as the hot bottom of the pot touched the tomatoes, thick white smoke poured out.
The white smoke hadn't erupted for a few seconds before the old woman tapped the bottom of the pot with the spatula in her hand. She lifted the pot with her withered left hand and poured the red and black fried tomatoes onto the plate with the spatula in her right hand.
After doing all this, the old woman stood back to the pot, placed her hands lightly on the case, and remained still.
"Okay, thank you, Mom," Lao Liu smiled brightly at the old woman, took the plate, and looked at Xiaolan with some embarrassment, "My mom is getting older, she always forgets things, and her cooking is not as good as before.
Eat it, but the taste is okay, would you... would you like to try it?"
Xiaolan glanced at the plate of half-baked and half-cooked food, and slowly shook her head.
"How long has your mother been like this?"
Lao Liu took two steps and put the plate on the table.
"The old man will grow old slowly. How long does it take?"
Xiaolan frowned, "Did you really not realize that something was wrong with your mother? Or...actually, something was wrong with you too."
Lao Liu remained silent and turned his back to Xiaolan, trembling slightly.
"What...is wrong..."
"I don't want to go around any longer, Lao Liu, we don't have much time," Xiao Lan raised her voice, "Mu Yun said you are different. After meeting your mother, I think I know why. - Qiu Yuan
The spell planted in you was introduced to your mother, right?"
Seeing that Lao Liu didn't respond, Xiao Lan continued, "You pretend to be the most loyal and pretend that you have already surrendered to Qiu Yuan and Mu Yun just because you are afraid that they will find out about this. Although you don't know how this happened, but
For Qiuyuan, you and your mother may be treated as failed objects, and your difference lies in this."
By the time he finished speaking, Lao Liu had already hugged his head in despair.
A sob was squeezed out of his throat, "She...she is not Mu Yun, Mu Yun is..."
As expected, Lao Liu knew everything.
"Mu Yun changed, when did she change?"
Lao Liu shook his head, "Mu Yun has never changed, but...but..."
But...
As long as Lao Liu is willing to open his mouth, the important truth will be revealed.
"If you don't tell me, the problem will never be solved." Xiaolan said in a deep voice.
Lao Liu hesitantly glanced in the direction of his old mother, and as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his hand to signal Xiao Lan to follow him and leave the kitchen.
Returning to the corner of the living room, Lao Liu glanced at the kitchen with uneasiness, then leaned into Xiaolan's ear and whispered, "It's not that I don't want to say it, I really don't dare to say it. This village... This village is almost everywhere.
They are all the eyes of the mage."
"Mage's eyes?" Xiaolan was puzzled, "You mean..."
"We people have become like this, not because of some magic spell as you said," Lao Liu lowered his voice, "All the adult men in the village have had part of their bodies replaced by mages. People whose bodies have been replaced,
It is equivalent to a mage who does not know magic, that is, his eyes. The men in the village are loyal to him and the fake Mu Yun, and the women are fascinated by him. This village is completely his...
…”
"What happened to the fake Mu Yun?"
"Alas - old lady, maybe we are the only ones who remember this," Lao Liu's eyes darkened, "They acted as if Mu Yun was an outsider who entered the village with them, but in fact, Mu Yun is a child of the village.
, Mu Yun grew up in Huohuo Village since he was a child. They were the people Mu Yun met on his way out of the village to do shopping. After that time, Mu Yun changed as a person, but occasionally he would change back to his original appearance. They must be right.
What did Mu Yun do and brainwash the villagers? All this is just..."
Happy Dragon Boat Festival!
Today is the day when I am rushing home. I am typing while motion sickness in the car. There may be typos, grammatical errors or logical confusion. I will definitely fix it when I have time tomorrow. I would like to apologize to everyone in advance.
I also hope that everyone will have delicious food and fun during the Dragon Boat Festival, and hope that the coming year will be safe and joyful.