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009 Reminiscences


The more Granny Zhou looked at the bald head, the more upset she felt.

It was fate that made people play tricks on people.

She couldn't help but recall the past.

"My brother Wang, do you still remember that you said you would marry me, but I have been waiting all my life?"

On her withered face, Granny Zhou's expression alternated between happiness and ferociousness.

Thinking of that wonderful time gave her the motivation to live.

Old man Wang's name was Wang Guangqi during his lifetime.

He had grown tall and strong at the age of fifteen.

Although he was not heroic, he was sunny-looking and made your heart throb just by looking at him.

You want to spend your life with him.

At that time, Wang Guangqi was the head boy in the village.

He ordered his younger brothers to fish in the sea and catch snakes in the mountains.

His childhood was enjoyable.

When the girls grow up a little, they often get together, swing the fishing nets in their hands, and start discussing the young men in the village.

"What do you think so-and-so looks like?

My mother said he would come to propose marriage."

"So and so, it can't be Wang Guangqi," the carefree Xiaomei said without hesitation.

Upon hearing this name, the eyes of three or four girls suddenly lit up, but they quickly lowered their heads to hide their emotions.

"I want you to mention him."

Zhou Po, Zhou Tinglan at that time, bared her two little tiger teeth and tapped Xiaomei's head in a gesture.

After mentioning the name, the room became quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the chaotic heartbeat.

Voice.

The sun was still shining that day, and it was just the right time for me to meet you.

Zhou Tinglan took Xiaomei's hand and walked towards the pile of boys.

"Among the sisters, I am the only one who is not a nymphomaniac.

I would like to see what Wang Guangqi can do to make the sisters dizzy."

Zhou Tinglan raised her lips, looking like a village beauty in the future.

Xiaomei was reluctantly pulled away by her, "Sister Zhou, let's forget it."

Her right hand tightly grasped the corner of her clothes.

Although she didn't think that man was that good, under the influence of her sisters, she had Looking at Wang Guangqi, he also had an idea, but curiosity was greater than emotion.

The boys were catching cicadas today.

They made a thin bamboo strip into a circle and put it on a bamboo pole to form a simple cicada catching tool.

Then Wang Guangqi led him around to look for spider webs.

When the spider webs wrapped the bamboo circle tightly, he laughed.

"The one who catches the least cicadas today has to take off his pants and walk around the village."

"Okay."

The boys glanced at each other.

In today's game, Wang Guangqi must have lost.

They agreed on a gathering time, and the boys dispersed in a hurry.

Wang Guangqi was alone under a camphor tree, listening to the sounds, one by one, and the dark cicadas were struggling uneasily in the net.

“I really don’t understand what the hell they are doing.”

It was a good chance that Tinglan pulled Xiaomei over and spoke in a disdainful tone.

"Look, if you are still playing with cicadas at such an old age, you will definitely be a prodigal when you grow up.

You will have to be a bitch to be a bitch, don't you think?"

Tinglan turned to look at Xiaomei, and then she saw her eyes were shining, "Cough" On a hot summer day, Zhou Tinglan crossed her arms and deliberately passed by Wang Guangqi.

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"Are you treating us like nothing?"

"Ah" Wang Guangqi finally realized and pointed at himself with his index finger, "You are talking to me."

"Otherwise."

Looking at each other, Tinglan was very curious as to how the eyes on this elm head could grow without even seeing a living person.

Guang Qi then scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hey, I was just catching cicadas.

What do you mean, you are air?"

"you" After that, the two got on well with each other, and turned from enemies into childhood sweethearts.

Until they reach the age where they should talk about marriage.

In the haystack, Tinglan leaned on Guangqi's stronger shoulder, "Do you think this flower is beautiful?"

"Good-looking, no, no, not as good-looking as you, you are also a flower."

"Well, Pizui, what kind of flower am I?"

Tinglan felt happy.

"It's an iron flower, it won't bloom."

"screw you" After a long time, I heard Lan Jiao gasping for breath, "Brother, you will marry me in the future."

"Okay, I will propose marriage tomorrow."

Happiness enveloped the two of them.

Three days later, two marriages were being celebrated happily in the village.

Tinglan lowered her head shyly, thinking that she must be very beautiful today.

The sedan chair entered the door.

The outer room was surprisingly quiet.

There was no movement at the wooden door until midnight.

The red hijab was lifted.

Tinglan opened her eyes happily, and her heart suddenly felt cold to the bottom.

The man in front of him was not a lover, but a bald boy.

"Wang Chensan, where is my elder brother?"

Tinglan looked outside in a panic, but only saw an old Taoist in yellow robe.

"Hey, isn't your elder brother me?"

Wang Chensan was drunk.

Chen Laodao who was following him narrowed his eyes.

He was indeed a stunner.

Chen Laodao stepped forward, knocked out his godson with one palm, and went directly to Zhou Tinglan's bed.

And the bride on her lover’s bed is actually Xiaomei "What's wrong must be something wrong.

Brother, he loves me, ah" From then on, Tinglan worked hard to learn mystical skills in order to win back her lover.

No one remembered her name anymore and only called her Zhou Po.

Why was her lover and Xiaomei so loving?

She cursed her, and in the end, it was Wang Guangqi who died.

The horoscope in hand was not Xiaomei's.

"Why are you protecting her?

Don't you love me anymore?

Time is so useless.

Even after she dies, she won't return her lover to me.

I hate it."

The red coffin shook violently, and the cries wandered around the east mountain, scaring the ghosts into hiding in the tomb without breathing.

The black evil ghost transformed by Wang Chensan had long ago knelt on the muddy ground, trembling all over.

After Zhou Po's hands and feet, how could he remember what happened during his lifetime?

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"Forget it, if you can't invite my brother Wang tonight, I will unscrew your private parts and make you some wine to drink."

Wang Chensan's legs tightened, "I, I, I, don't drink."

"Then there's no use keeping this mouth."

The coffin suddenly stretched out a dry hand, raised it in mid-air, and tightened it suddenly.

Wang Chensan had a ferocious expression.

The next second, his upper and lower jaws were staggered, and his lips had fallen to the ground, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

"Are you going to accept the punishment I am giving you?"

Thinking of how often his stinky mouth rubbed against her when he was alive, Grandma Zhou's teeth chattered in anger.

He raised his hand and slapped her twice again, "Take a few black ghosts down and stop that Taoist priest.

Haven't you heard that you can't break into a new house?"

Wang Chensan disappeared in a flash.

If he stayed there any longer, the pain in his soul would probably last for the next life, although he didn't know yet whether he would have a next life.

Gu Han continued walking, and the water vapor wet the blue-white Taoist robe on his body.

"After climbing over the hill in front, you can see Dongshan Mountain."

There was a sudden violent tremor between the heaven and the earth.

Gu Han lost his balance and fell on Changbeard.

"This is because Grandma Zhou is angry.

As long as her coffin shakes, the whole mountain will tremble."

"That's because the mountain spirit is afraid of her."

"There is no creature on the Eastern Mountain that is not afraid of her, and I am also afraid."

"Then you promise to help me get rid of her."

"That's because you have promised me to dig out the skulls of eighteen members of our family and conduct a special salvation ceremony."

"Haha, it doesn't cost money to dig out skulls and do it.

Don't leave, don't leave.

It really doesn't cost money."

------Digression----- Grandma Zhou asked why the price hasn’t increased yet: