Ma Chengfeng knew that there was something strange, this person was either a ghost or a ghost, so he hurriedly pushed Chang Xiaoman into the house and told her not to go out tonight.

"What about you?"

"I'll come when I go." Ma Chengfeng pointed to the figure of the middle-aged 'woman' in the distance and said.

"Ah...... Yes? You ......" Obviously, Chang Xiaoman didn't see the shadow of other people in his eyes, this is because he has been with Ma Chengfeng for so long, and he also knows that he is different from ordinary people, he can see things that ordinary people can't see with their 'flesh' eyes. He didn't ask much, and told him to go early and return early before entering the house.

In fact, if he was just a ghost, he couldn't help Ma Chengfeng at all, but he couldn't sleep at night, and he was a thief, and his eyes flashed green as soon as it got dark. Anyway, I have nothing to do, and my curiosity is haunted by the desire to follow and see what is going on.

The 'woman' kept wandering around the small tunzi, and her mouth kept whispering, and she didn't stop after going around many times, but only one thing was not to lean on the edge of the courtyard where the dead man had built the mourning hall. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if this middle-aged 'woman' was dead, then Bacheng was the old mother of the family who did white things, why didn't her ghost go back? Is there a reason for this?

"Woooooooooo......oo Mother! You died unjustly!! It's all 'daughters' who are not filial! If you still have something to do, you will drag a dream for your daughter! "There was a young woman's cry from the mourning hall.

Ma Chengfeng hesitated, then raised his head, and the figure of the middle-aged 'woman' was gone.

He walked towards the west end of Tunzi, there is a small courtyard at the westernmost end, there is a yellow paper hanging in front of the courtyard, there is a mourning hall in it, there is a coffin in the mourning hall alone, there is a slender 'woman' kneeling in front of the coffin, the 'female' wears a seven-foot filial piety cloth on her head, and it must be the deceased's own boudoir 'daughter' from the funeral rites.

In the middle of the night, there was such a strange atmosphere, if Ma Chengfeng rushed in, he would definitely frighten people, so he leaned on the side of his shoulders and watched.

The 'woman' may have heard footsteps behind her, and she was stunned, but she didn't dare to look back. said in a low voice: "Mother, all the mistakes are the fault of the girl, don't blame my brother." ”

Ma Chengfeng clicked, lit a small cigarette, and still didn't speak.

"You can hate me, if you don't get angry, take me away! I know you won't spare the unfilial piety of your daughter! "The more she talked, the more 'excited' she became, she took off the filial piety cloth on her head, and threw her 'sex' to the quantum of the spirit shed and tied a knot." You don't have to do it, the girl's 'girl' will go with you! "With that, the young 'woman' was about to poke her neck into the noose on her tiptoes.

Ma Chengfeng hurriedly picked up a small pebble and threw it out, breaking the white silk filial piety cloth directly. "What does this girl have to think of in the short term? Even if the old man is unwilling, he will definitely not come back to harm his relatives. ”

The 'girl' wiped away the tears on her face and turned to look, but she was a little displeased to see a boy 'smoking' leaning on her 'door'. "You...... What's the matter with you? Whose family came from Qi'er didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran out to 'wander'! ”

"Huh...... It's none of my business, but if I hadn't made a move down further, I'm afraid the girl would have hanged herself by now, right? ”

"You ......" the 'female' son's 'desire' stopped talking, this 'female' child is not very old, and Ma Chengfeng is in a trance, a cute little face is full of tears, and the whole body is as thin as firewood, I am afraid that it is because of the mother's sad 'desire' that I haven't eaten well for many days.

"Thank you for your concern, take care of your own affairs. I deserve it. The 'girl' child said with a sigh.

"It's a long night, if the girl doesn't give up, can you talk to me?"

"You?" The 'female' child looked at Ma Chengfeng in a trance. In the middle of the night, a 'girl' child opened the 'door' and let a strange man in, okay? Besides, the old mother in the family died unjustly, this matter is an ugly thing in the family, how can the ugliness of the family be mentioned to outsiders?

"Don't get me wrong, girl, I'll tell you the truth, I just got up at night to go to the toilet, and accidentally bumped into an aunt, who came with the aunt, if I guessed correctly, the aunt's appearance should be exactly the same as your mother." Ma Chengfeng was separated by the big 'door' of the small courtyard, and he had already seen the posthumous photos in the mourning hall from a distance, so he said.

As soon as these words came out, the 'girl' child was frightened and quickly leaned on the coffin to look inside at her mother's remains, and then asked, "Are you ...... Did you really touch my mother? She...... She's back? ”

"No, she went anywhere, she just wouldn't go home, and she was wandering around the tunzi! It's not a good sign that the undead don't come home. ”

"Hey! Iniquity! It's all my brother's work!! Mother! If you want to blame it, blame the girl! My brother was also 'forced' helpless! The more she spoke, the more 'excited' her emotions became, and she couldn't stop crying again.

Ma Chengfeng shouldn't be nosy, but since he bumped into it, he wanted to ask to understand, the key is that he also committed the 'fault' that all men have, and he couldn't see beautiful 'women' shed tears in front of them. Although this 'girl' child is a farmer's 'girl', she has a unique 'color', to put it bluntly, she has the simple atmosphere of Zhang Huifang a few years ago.

A person is not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of? The 'girl' child wiped her tears, stepped forward and opened the 'door' for Ma Chengfeng, saying that if you can see my mother, it may be with my mother, since there is a fate, it doesn't hurt to talk to you about it.

Ma Chengfeng followed her to sit in the mourning hall, looked at the familiar posthumous photo, bowed three times, and lost a few pieces of yellow paper.

The 'girl' child eased her mind, perhaps because the stone that weighed on her heart could not be put down for a long time, and now that someone was willing to listen to her, she opened the conversation.

The family's surname is Wu, the father of the family left early, leaving three orphans and widows, and the son relied on his strength to carry and make a living in Shuangyang, and the girl was a little smaller, and she was only in her second year of high school this year. The family was already poor, and the old lady had never saved any belongings in her life, all of which were for a pair of sons and daughters to study. A while ago, my son happily came back from Shuangyang and brought back his 'girlfriend' friend.

There are local customs for marriage in the countryside of the Northeast, and some places are asking for a dowry, and there are a lot of dowries, and the 'female' side is a bride price of 8,000 as soon as she opens her mouth, but she didn't say it, and she can buy a house in the city for thousands of dollars in the first few years, where did the old lady pay it out. But the son finally found a partner, and the old man had to marry his daughter-in-law back for his son's smashing pot and selling iron, so he said at the time that I should think of a way.

The countryside values men over women, and afterwards the old man talked to the 'girl', saying that she would stop reading it and save the tuition fee for the eldest brother's marriage. This little 'girl' is also stubborn, so she said, isn't her son her own 'daughter'? Why do you have to leave everything in the family to the eldest brother? The brother next to him was also unwilling, so he quarreled with his mother and sister in front of his 'girlfriend' friend.