The little girl's round eyes were sparkling, as if starlight was intoxicated in them.
"What a joke, why should I be afraid that my husband will come to me? It's not me who will cause his bones to be buried in the grass."
"If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. I have been upright and moral since I was a child. I am broad-minded and willing to help others. I am upright and not afraid of slanted shadows. There is nothing to be afraid of."
Everyone:......
Were you still growing up?
You are just a little carrot now.
What's more, those good virtues you mentioned, ask yourself, do you really have them?
"Your story has no ups and downs at all. It's plain and boring." Jiang Nai shook her little hand and shook her head and said, "Let me tell you a story."
"When I was young, there was a gangster named Wang Ermazi in Wangjia Village next door to us."
Everyone twitched their lips.
The little girl stood up, walked in small steps to the fire, and said to everyone with a milky voice: "This Wang Ermazi didn't learn well from fighting cocks and walking dogs since he was a child. Although his family is in a poor family, he doesn't feel sorry for his parents at all. , idle all day long, and is still chewing on old age at the age of twenty-eight. Who among the girls from a good family in the village would want to marry such a loser?"
"Later, his parents went bankrupt, so they finally went to the next door, Fang's ditch, to get a wife for him."
Everyone:......
Where does the little girl live?
Can Lijiatun Wangjia Village and Fangjiagou have more normal place names?
"That Madam Fang is a good woman who is virtuous and considerate, but her appearance...is a bit off. So that Wang Ermazi always disliked her. She either beat or scolded her every day. Once, he even beat her to death. fetal."
"His parents couldn't bear it and reprimanded him verbally. As a result, he was so pockmarked that he even beat his father and mother."
The little girl made a cruel move, "Just kicking and beating him again and again, until his own mother vomited blood."
"The village chief summoned the young men in the village, beat up this rebellious and unfilial creature, and then drove him out of the village. Do you know what will happen a year later?"
Not to mention, the story told by the little girl was much more interesting than the dry talk by the fat man. Everyone was fascinated and shook their heads.
"The little beast died three miles away from Wangjia Village. When he was found, his face was bloody and bloody, and there was no good piece of meat. They said he came back after drinking flower wine, and it was dark and windy at night, and the high road was difficult to walk. If you step into a hunter's trap, you will fall to death."
A bookish classmate said, "It's true, evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good."
"Yes, that's what happened. This kind of evil man died when he died. For the sake of his parents, the villagers helped him collect his body."
"But since then, do you know what strange things have happened in the village?"
All the students shook their heads.
"The village is haunted." Jiang Nai suddenly smiled.
The extinguishing light of the fire reflected on her little face, which made her look somewhat eerie.
Many villagers got up at night and saw Wang Ermazi walking around the village. As they walked, they shouted, "Where's your face? Where's your face? Where's my face? Where's my face, ah?"
The little girl walked around in front of the fire, shouting back and forth, "Where's my face?"
Everyone was stunned, they all shrank down and looked at the little girl with a shuddering tone.