Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Night Under the Moon

In the evening, Ghost Cry came home with a bag of cooked mutton.

"Big brother ghost, you're back. Hearing the sound outside, the Lin family girl hurriedly opened the door, and hurriedly greeted the ghost after seeing it crying.

She was diligent with her hands and feet, the yard was cleaned, and she cooked the rice and fried a few side dishes.

Ghost Cry nodded, and handed her the cooked mutton wrapped in oiled paper in his hand: "Take this and cut everything." ”

"Well, okay. Lin Yatou took the mutton and asked, "Big brother ghost, do you want to drink?"

"Yes. ”

The room was dark, and the ghost cried and looked, and lit a few candles, and inserted them in the candlesticks, a few of them on the side, and one on the table.

Lin Yatou walked in with food, and when she arrived in a strange place, she was still bumpy in her heart, but after seeing a large rice jar of white rice without sand in the rice bowl, she was immediately stable.

Three side dishes, a soup, and a serving of cooked lamb.

It was the first time Lin Yatou had seen such a sumptuous meal since she was a child, although except for the mutton, the rest was made by her.

After the meal was served, Lin Yatou wanted to leave, but was stopped by the ghost crying: "Where are you going?"

Lin Yatou turned her head and said timidly: "Go to the kitchen." ”

In her house, as long as Old Ghost Lin is at home, she is not allowed to serve at the table.

"Just sit down and eat together. ”

"But ......"

"Your first time here, I have something to tell you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Lin Yatou sat down obediently, Ghost Cry picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, the wine was heated, and it felt good.

I took another chopstick dish, put it in my mouth and chewed it, well, better than I did.

After taking a bite, he beckoned: "What are you still doing in a daze, let's eat!"

"Hmm. Lin Yatou picked up the chopsticks and began to plan.

Ghost Cry knocked on the bowl: "Don't just eat, eat vegetables." ”

Lin Yatou obediently began to pick up vegetables, the ghost cried and nodded, took a sip of wine, ate a large mouthful of food, and stepped on the bench with one leg.

After eating a few more bites of food, when I looked at Lin Yatou, the ghost cried and began to have a headache again: "Don't just eat vegetarian, you are not a cow, eat some meat." ”

Greeting, Ghost Cry picked up the rice bowl and took a bite of rice, huh......? How fragrant is it?

Devil cry cooks rice, scoops up the rice twice, removes the annoying stones, and then pours it into a pot and adds water to the fire until it is cooked through.

And Lin Yatou cooks rice, which is steamed, which is naturally much more fragrant.

"Not bad. Ghost Cry praised, only thinking that even if he didn't look at the merits, he would still earn it after he was busy with this scene.

Ghost Cry ate two large bowls of rice in a row, and then slowed down, and said while eating, "Girl, do you have a name?"

Lin Yatou shook her head, her father always called her girl, and he didn't take any serious names.

"That's not going to work, people have to have names. The ghost cried, "Well, I'll get you one, how about it?"

Lin Yatou whispered: "Okay!"

The ghost cried and knocked the wine bowl with chopsticks, and fell into deep thought: "That's it, seeing that you are so timid, let's call Lin timid!"

When Lin Yatou heard this, she was immediately stupid: "This... This ......"

She was anxious, afraid that Ghost Cry would really give her this name, but she didn't dare to refute it, so anxious that tears rolled in her eyes.

"Hahaha......" The ghost cried and laughed loudly, nothing to tease this girl, it was quite interesting: "Teasing you, it's really serious." ”

Lin Ya's angry face puffed up: "Brother ghost, you are so bad!"

Ghost Cry no longer laughs, this time, really think about it.

The candlelight was leisurely, and he was brought to Chongqing in a trance, which was Yang An's memory.

I still remember that it was late spring, the weather was warm and the flowers were brilliant.

That day, his wife was doing laundry in the courtyard, Yang An was sharpening his knife and helping to fetch water by the way, while his brother-in-law was shaking his head and reading in the house.

At this time, his wife suddenly heard her younger brother say such a sentence, "Cai Wei Cai Wei, Wei also stops", so she said to Yang An: "Xianggong, our future child, if it is a girl, will be called Cai Wei." ”

Yang An was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "I listen to you." ”

The wife smirked: "Caiwei, Yang Caiwei, it's so good!"

"Caiwei, how is Lin Caiwei. The ghost cried and said with a smile: "Picking Wei and picking Wei, Wei also stops, and it is said that it will return, and the years will not stop." ”

Ghost Cry doesn't like poetry, because it is his painful memory, thinking that back then, in order to memorize these poems, I don't know how many boards he has suffered. However, this sentence passed through Yang An, and I remember it very well.

Lin Yatou's eyes lit up, and her cheeks were stained with redness: "Caiwei, Lin Caiwei, hehe, it's so good!"

"I'm doing another thing now, I don't know how other people's homes are, but our family has three meals a day, and when the sun shines overhead, I have to eat, and I remember this. ”

"Hmm!"

"I'll put some money in the cupboard drawer in my room, and if I don't have any money, I'll just pick it up. ”

"Hmm!"

"When eating, just eat on the table, otherwise if others know, they will think that I am a man who bullies you. ”

"Hmm!"

The meal was finished, and there was not half a point left on the table.

Lin girl, oh, no, it's time to call Lin Caiwei, Caiwei cleaned up the mess on the table, and went to the kitchen with plates and bowls.

Ghost Cry stretched his waist, and then remembered that Cai Wei had not yet found a place to sleep.

This room, although it looks simple, is full of organs.

There is a small courtyard, there is a stable, there is a kitchen, there is a living room, and there are three bedrooms.

It's just that except for the one where the ghost cries and sleeps, the other two rooms are used by him to pile up sundries.

With the candlestick in hand, the ghost cried and went to one of the bedrooms.

Then it turned out that this bedroom had long been cleaned up.

The ghost cried and smiled, this girl is a little distressing and diligent.

Think about the world before he went to hell, and the girls who were your age were only in high school......

I don't want to, I don't want to.

Ghost Cry looked at the quilt on the bed, which was a little thin, and there was only one bed.

This is the south, and there is no fire kang or anything like that at home, only a quilt is enough.

So he went back to his bedroom and picked up a quilt, he was strong, and it was okay to get together for one night, if the girl was frostbitten, it would be bad, a sickness, and a lot of silver.

......

The half-moon hung in the sky, and the night was hazy.

On the river, it was a little colder.

On a building boat, brocade clothes and silk satin are staggered, the aroma of wine and powder is mixed together, the melodious sound of the piano is tinkling, in an attic, Uncle Liu and a man in Chinese clothes sit opposite each other, accompanied by several women.

"What are you looking for from me? The man in the Chinese costume took a sip of wine, slightly drunk, and said arrogantly.

Uncle Liu smiled with a smile on his face, and his groveling appearance made people can't believe that he was arrogant and domineering in front of the vendors: "Adult, the little one meets a person......"

As he spoke, he pushed a painting out.

This is what he asked the painter to do, and the painting is not very good, but the characteristics have been drawn.

It's mainly the characteristics of ghost crying, which is too obvious.