Autumn is getting thicker, and winter is coming in a blink of an eye, and the winter in Chang'an is very cold.

On this day, Hualang and the others had nothing to do, and wanted to take advantage of the late autumn weather to go outside.

There are many states and counties outside Chang'an City, and Hualang and others do not have a specific purpose, so they walk very casually, and they play at will, sometimes they can stay in one place for most of the day, and some pass by at a glance.

In this way, they came to a place called Fengyang Town in Chang'an City, the town is not very prosperous, in this late autumn bleak wind, it seems that it is even more lonely, a few people entered Fengyang Town, and then found an inn, asked for a few pots of wine and food, here to eat and chat, thinking about where to go to play after eating.

This inn should be the largest inn in Fengyang Town, but at this time, the business of the inn is not very good, there are only a few sparse guests, and there are fewer guests, the innkeeper naturally doesn't like it, but for Hualang and others, it is happy, at least it is quiet here, and no one will hinder them from eating.

However, there were no absolutes, because while they were eating, a child's cry suddenly came from the corner of the inn, and the cry was so presumptuous that it shook the whole inn.

The child's cry was high-pitched and sounded a little harsh, but it was a child's cry after all, so no one would be unhappy or angry with the woman in that corner.

Hua Lang put down his chopsticks and glanced at the woman in the corner, only to see that the woman looked ordinary, slightly fat, with freckles on her face, and the child in her arms was crying so much, she seemed a little helpless, and kept coaxing and coaxing, but the child was still crying.

There was only a pot of tea and a plate of side dishes on the woman's table, but looking at the woman's appearance, it seemed that she had not touched the food, I don't know if it was because the child was crying and couldn't make her move, or if she didn't have any appetite at all, and the reason why Hua Lang had the idea that she had no appetite was because the woman kept looking at the door of the inn, as if she was waiting for someone.

In such an inn, a woman with a child in her arms, what will she be waiting for, Hua Lang's first thought is the woman's husband, after all, what else can a woman wait for outside except for her husband?

The child's crying gradually became smaller, thinking that he had cried enough and didn't want to cry, and after the child stopped crying, the woman in the corner suddenly picked up the child and walked to the door.

Perhaps out of instinct, or perhaps out of curiosity, Hanaro turned his head to look out the door, only to see a woman's figure flash in the empty street outside the door, and then there was no one else on the street, and the woman with the child in her arms quickly disappeared from the street.

Hua Lang looked at the empty street for a long time, until Wen Meng patted him, he came to his senses, and at this time, Wen Meng asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Hua Lang picked up the chopsticks again and said, "It's nothing, I just think that woman just now is so strange." ”

"Strange, what's wrong?"

"She couldn't coax that child!"

"It's hard to coax children, it's not surprising that she can't coax!"

Hua Lang smiled, Wen Meng had never coaxed a child, how could she know that it was difficult to coax a child? But despite thinking so, Hua Lang didn't say anything, only smiled faintly: "It stands to reason that mothers are very good at coaxing their children." ”

This is a very ordinary sentence, but when he heard it in Wen Meng's ears, he was suddenly surprised: "You mean to say that the child is not the woman just now?" ”

Hua Lang didn't mean this, but after listening to Wen Meng's words, he suddenly felt that this might be the case, and the confusion in his heart slowly spread, Hua Lang called the innkeeper and asked, "Do you know the woman who sat in the corner just now?" ”

The innkeeper stared at Hua Lang with a pair of very small eyes, as if he didn't understand why Hua Lang asked a woman holding a child, but he saw that Hua Lang had an extraordinary temperament and felt that it was not easy to mess with, and Hua Lang was a guest in his inn, so he smiled: "I don't know, she doesn't seem to be from our Fengyang Town." ”

"Have you been here before?"

"Yes, but she probably has relatives with us." After the innkeeper said these words, he went to get busy, but Hua Lang and the others didn't take this matter to heart, after all, this was just a small thing that couldn't be smaller, how could they take it to heart?

After eating, Wen Meng said that he wanted to walk around in this Fengyang town, for this request, Hua Lang could not refuse, so he had to accompany her, the two walked slowly on the empty street, and when they walked past a house, they suddenly heard the sound of children crying in the house, the sound was very high, and it sounded harsh.

Hua Lang and Wen Meng stopped suddenly, I don't know if it was because they had been listening to the crying for too long when they were eating at the inn today, and after hearing the crying today, they suddenly felt uneasy.

Why do you hear crying one after another today?

The voices in the house kept coming, there were children's cries, there were women's singing, all kinds of sounds mixed out, people's ears were a little unbearable, Wen Meng suggested leaving earlier, but Hua Lang felt that things were strange, because he felt that the child's crying was very similar to the cry of the child he met in the inn today.

If Hua Lang said his thoughts, he would definitely be teased by Wen Meng, so he didn't say it, but only found another reason, saying that he wanted to see what the children inside were crying for.

There is a window in the house facing the street, Hua Lang quietly approached the window, and then looked in, only to see a child in the house being held by a woman in her arms walking back and forth, thinking that he was coaxing the child, and although the child was coaxed, but still crying fiercely, Hua Lang saw the child through the window, suddenly startled, and under this startle, there was a sound, the people in the house seemed to be aware, and suddenly shouted: "What person?" ”

Hua Lang hurriedly ran down, took Wen Meng's hand and ran forward, when the door creaked open and a woman walked out, the whole street was empty, only the autumn wind blew and broke the intestines.

The woman was a little confused, and after standing in front of the door for a long time, she shook her head: "Maybe I heard it wrong, this child is really crying enough." ”

So saying, the woman turned back to the house, but she did not care at all about what had just happened, and when she returned to the house, she picked up the child, and kept coaxing it, and even sang a lullaby at the end.