As the kerosene lamp in Li Simeng's room went out, the entire village entered a cold and dark state. Under the quiet moonlight, only the banana leaves showed a bright reflective white. There was a black shadow slowly moving beside the school.

He got closer and disappeared into the haystack.

When the moon set in the west, the big bronze bell in Ivanqiu's house rang four times melodiously. It was obviously four o'clock. Speaking of which, my grandfather asked someone to buy this big bronze bell in the city. I heard that at that time, the flowers were blooming.

For tens of dollars, if the most expensive item in the house is probably this big bronze bell.

Ivan Qiu tied on his work-wear leather shoes. These shoes were bought in the county town when he returned home for the Spring Festival last year. He usually doesn't bear to wear them, except for more grand occasions or festive festivals, such as the Spring Festival.

, of course, this is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation. Every time during the Spring Festival, I will wear new clothes and new shoes to cater to the celebration. And on June 15th these days, Ivan Qiu will wear it for walking during these festivals. I will wait for my return.

He would take off his shoes and put them away. Speaking of the price of these shoes, they were very expensive at that time. Ivanqiu spent nearly eight yuan. At that time, he was still a small worker and could only do some relative work.

Simple tasks, such as moving mud tiles (the tiles that have just been formed are called mud tiles, and they can only be put into the kiln to be fired into porcelain tiles after drying) and adding firewood to the kiln. At that time, small workers

The price for a day's work is only 50 cents, and for big jobs, it is relatively high, like 80 cents. Some people who are good at craftsmanship and can make more tiles quickly will get an extra 20 cents. Ivan Qiu saved a lot.

It took more than ten days of work to buy this pair of shoes.

Ivan Qiu held a flashlight in his hand and walked on the path to Huaihua Village. When he reached the arch bridge, he could vaguely see corns swinging violently in the cornfield next to him, accompanied by a crisp "cracking... croaking."

Ivan Qiu slowed down and quickly moved the flashlight towards the place where the sound of corn breaking was heard. However, he found nothing. Just then he saw the shaking corn head from the corner of his eye and stopped. Ivan Qiu stopped.

Frowning tightly and arching his body slightly, he casually scanned the surroundings with a flashlight and quickly passed through the arch bridge without finding anything unusual.

I heard an old man say before that people walking at night often encounter the dead near the arch bridge, and some of them will even talk to you. The more I think about it, the more numb my scalp becomes, and chills can't help but goosebumps rise on my whole back.

His chest spread along his arms, legs, and limbs. Li Jianguo also talked about the past some time ago. He once encountered the cry of a child beside an arch bridge. At first, he thought someone had left the child here. When he walked in, he also

He saw a child's young hands and feet waving. When he walked forward, he suddenly heard an adult's voice calling behind him. When he turned around, he found nothing. When he turned around again to look at the child

Shi Ye had disappeared. In an instant, he took a breath of cold air, and his whole body was like an arrow piercing the door of his house. Thinking of this, Ivan Qiu looked back at the cornfield, only to hear the sound ringing again, his legs and feet
Chapter completed!