The carriage could no longer move forward, and the chubby man's family got out of the carriage.

When it was time to separate, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the chubby man paid for the car, and the driver smiled and slowly turned around in the car.

"Engong!" the chubby man arched his hand and said, "Why don't you go to my place to rest?"

Ghost Cry glanced at the village and nodded, "It's okay." ”

I haven't been back for a long time, looking at everything around him, the slightly chubby man looked a little excited, and directly picked up a pair of children and told them about his experience of living here when he was a child.

Occasional snowflakes fell from the sky, and the wind was much quieter. The surrounding area is a white field, but there are many places where the dark earth is exposed.

There are quite a few trees around, some bare, while others are still strong and covered with green leaves.

The village ahead, silent. Occasionally, there is a curling smoke, and it has gained a bit of popularity.

Approaching homesickness, the chubby man walked slower and slower, and in the end, even small steps were moving.

The young woman thought that her husband was tired and took over the two children. But even so, the chubby man still walks slower and slower.

The luggage on his back seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which weighed him down. He was breathing heavily, his chest was like a bellows pulled, and the sound of violent wheezing even drowned out the wind around him.

Finally, stepping into the village, the barking of dogs sounded.

Then, it was a man's shouting: "Mourning, screaming!"

Then, the door opened, and under the low bungalow, a man appeared, pulled the leash hard, dragged the barking dog to his feet, and then saw the chubby man and his family.

"You ......"

He felt that the chubby man was a little familiar, but he didn't dare to recognize him, the chubby man was so well dressed, and he couldn't afford to wear a brocade dress for the rest of his life.

The slightly chubby man felt that his eyes were a little moist, his Adam's apple squirmed, and his voice was so hoarse: "Second brother, it's me, little strip." ”

"Little strip?" the man was a little incredulous.

"Hmm. ”

"I thought you were dead outside. The man who was called the second brother said.

The chubby man was a little embarrassed, he hadn't been back for too long, no wonder others said so.

"Where's my mother?" asked the chubby man, with a pang of horror in his heart. He had a feeling that his mother was probably dead.

It's been too long, it's really too long, the people in this world themselves don't live long, and the villagers in the countryside have even shorter lifespans, after all, poverty is the nemesis of life.

Even if you are an adult at the age of twelve or thirteen, you can get married and marry a wife, your 20s are in your prime, your 0s are middle-aged, and you may even have grandchildren, and if you can live safely to the age of 40, you will already have a long life.

If my mother hadn't died, she would have been in her 50s at this time.

These are clear to the chubby man, but he has never dared to think about this aspect before, and he is deceiving himself.

"Your mother has had a really hard time all these years, go back quickly, she should be very happy. The second brother said.

Mother is still alive!

The chubby man couldn't hold back any longer, threw down the package, and ran in the direction of home.

After almost 20 years away from home, everything in the village has changed a little, but not much.

Everything is so familiar.

At this moment, the chubby man ran so fast, just like when he was young, he was chased by his mother and ran all over the village.

The young woman was holding her two children tightly, she was nervous, but she was also happy for her husband.

But she didn't notice that the two children in her arms were full of fear and didn't dare to look around. They wanted to speak, but they couldn't make a sound when they opened their mouths, and their hands and feet were weak, so they could only let their mothers lead them like puppets with strings.

"Mother, the little strip is back. The chubby man shouted as he ran, the low thatched hut, the mottled earthen walls, the dilapidated wooden door, everything was still like that, and the chubby man couldn't help but burst into tears.

With a creak, the door opened a crack, and an old face appeared in front of him. It's a mother, she's a lot older. The old face was first confused, then covered with surprise.

The door was completely opened, and an old woman with a chubby old woman appeared completely in front of the chubby man.

She was so old, her body was curled and rickety, and she was trembling with a wooden cane. She is so thin, skinny to the bone, her long hair like withered grass is tangled, and her thin shabby clothes hang on her body, even if she hangs on a bamboo pole, it looks terrifying, for fear that she will fall apart in the next moment.

Seeing this scene, the slightly chubby man was stunned. He knelt on the ground and burst into tears: "Mother, little strip... The little strip is back. ”

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Later, the young woman and her two children arrived belatedly.

The chubby man pulled his two children to his mother: "Mother, look, this is your grandchild." ”

"Okay, good ......" The mother of the slightly chubby man was so happy that her eyes narrowed into a slit, but the two children were already frightened and lost their voices, and their faces were unnaturally pale.

"I'm crying under the ghost. The bell rang softly, and the ghost cry suddenly appeared, in front of the two children.

In the eyes of the two children, the figure of the ghost crying rose infinitely, and in an instant, the surroundings were no longer so terrifying, and their pale faces began to flush with a healthy flush.

The chubby man's mother took a step back without a trace, turned her head, and didn't look at the ghost crying, but the chubby man happily introduced: "Mother, this is Engong, thanks to him this time, otherwise the child may not come back." ”

At this moment, on the other end, the coachman stopped the car and looked around with doubts in his eyes, the surroundings were so familiar.

He jumped out of the carriage, frowned, and then, his pupils shrank, and behind the carriage, a village lay silently like a devouring beast.

"Wait...... How did I get back. The coachman was frightened, and hurriedly jumped into the carriage and whipped the horse's buttocks. The horses neighed, and they didn't care about the smoothness of the ground, so they hurriedly raised their hooves and galloped.

In winter, the days are short, but the nights are long.

It didn't take long for it to get dark.

Gray snow was falling outside, and the snow looked like ashes floating from burning paper money. Not only that, but it was snowing, but the temperature in the village was not low, and it was even a little warm compared to the outside.

The oil lamp was lit, and the flames the size of a grain of rice flickered.

There was no meat on the table, just wild vegetables, and the rice in the bowl was terrible, with a faint musty smell.

The young woman's smile became reluctant, and the two children couldn't eat at all. Fat men also can't eat, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, it's difficult, used to eating fragrant rice, naturally can't get used to eating such a bad meal.

Only the mother of the slightly chubby man ate happily alone, her appetite was very big, not like an old man at all, not only ate all the rice in the bowl, but also ate the bitter and unpalatable wild vegetables on the table.

And the ghost cries, as if he were an outsider.

Holding a long knife, standing in the darkness of a corner of the room, no one noticed him except for two children, as if he had been forgotten.

On the coachman's side, he had stopped, and the two horses could not stand it at all, and began to foam at the mouth, and no matter how much he whipped, he would not run again.

The coachman reluctantly jumped out of the carriage and looked behind the carriage.

In the night, the village was still there, quietly dormant. Snowflakes fell, but only in the village.

A chill arose in his heart, and the coachman sat down on the ground.

He began to regret that he had taken the business despite his friend's advice and greedy for money.