Just now, grandpa said that if these people are unhappy with the fussing at his door, just throw a basin of water over them. Although spring has begun, the weather is still cold, which is just a good time to wake them up.
But they moved too fast. When they saw themselves carrying the water basin out, they ran away in a flash. It was a pity that this was called immortality. They told Lao Gutou after they returned.
"Grandpa, they walked too fast and the basin was useless."
"Let's just leave and splash it into the open space outside."
"Grandpa has already been splashed."
So the three of them were able to have a meal together quietly.
However, during this period, Gu Xiaomei was frequently lost in thought, and even the vegetables she picked didn’t look good. Changsheng thought for a moment, and quickly moved out a small earthenware jar. This was the sauerkraut left over from the winter, and it didn’t taste good in his mouth.
Take a bite every now and then and it will refresh you.
However, as soon as Gu Xiaomei turned around and saw the small earthenware jar, the chopsticks in her hand suddenly fell off. Old Gu frowned and looked at his little sister, seeing that she still seemed to be very affected, and asked Changsheng to move the things.
Go back and take advantage of the absence of people to ask your sister in a low voice.
"What are you thinking? Are you still afraid?"
Gu Xiaomei turned around and looked at her second brother's face, her hazy eyes full of traces of the vicissitudes of time. She lowered her head almost in panic, looking at the old wounds left on her wrists without saying anything.
Lao Gutou was actually used to his little sister being taciturn. If he hadn't persisted in talking to her, the child would have been able to hold it in for the rest of his life without saying a word.
Just like that urn. When you knock it on, there is no reply.
"If you don't want to go back, just stay here. I can still support you. This is your home too."
Gu Xiaomei shuddered. She knew that she was already old. It was not appropriate for someone at such an old age to cry, which would make others laugh at her, but she couldn't help it.
She has felt this way a long time ago. Only when she is around her second brother, will she feel like a child who is loved and loved, rather than some little girl Gu who works hard and doesn't complain and is beaten and scolded.
Looking at the old but energetic old Gutou, Gu Xiaomei made a trembling request.
"Second brother, we have agreed not to die before me, I'm afraid."
Lao Gutou took a few puffs of his dry cigarette, and then nodded heavily.
"Okay, I remember it."
"I, I don't want to be separated from you yet. The Li family cemetery is too remote and cold. I don't want to be buried there."
"We'll wait until you're dead. It's still far away now."
"Anyway, just remember it!"
"……OK."
With the promise of her second brother, Gu Xiaomei's mood improved significantly. In the second half of the day, Lao Gutou took Gu Xiaomei and Changsheng to the town in a car driven by the old scalper.
First, he sold the dry goods he had accumulated over the winter in a crowded place. Then Lao Gutou went to a blacksmith shop and bought a bunch of messy tools. It was said that he wanted to build a tool for Changsheng that was exclusive to her.
The weapon is the long knife brought back from the battlefield.
But Changsheng felt that it would take at least ten or twenty years for this knife to be made into a weapon that she could wield. But as long as her grandfather thought it was okay, she could wait.
After buying these tools, the three of them passed by a stage in the middle of the town where people were shouting loudly, and they suddenly couldn't walk. So Lao Gutou made the decision, and the three of them parked the ox cart on the side of the road, and watched the show with great interest.
Chang Sheng actually didn't understand much, but it was so lively and the stage was buzzing and buzzing, so why did he care what the talk was about? However, Gu Xiaomei liked to say, she listened and watched, and then she told Chang Sheng what she saw.
What came out? This is about a country called 'Ojin'. It was originally powerful, the emperor was wise and martial, and there was an outstanding crown prince. It was supposed to be passed on to generations. Who knew that the crown prince of this country did not respect the gods and was killed?
The gods were captured. The country suffered successive defeats overnight, and was finally destroyed...
"What about the crown prince? Did he never come back?"
Changsheng listened to what Gu Xiaomei said with great interest. After listening to it, he couldn't help but miss the crown prince who had only appeared once. Without him, because the actor who played the crown prince was the most beautiful. He was standing there delicately and gracefully.
I just feel different from others.
This put Gu Xiaomei in doubt. She only listened, so how could she know what the follow-up would be?
But Lao Gutou did know a little bit, because they were fighting a country called 'Dajin' at the beginning. The other party was originally very fierce, but it was indeed defeated overnight. There was nothing they could do if they didn't fall, because the whole
All the generals that Dajin could name were killed, and they couldn't fight at all. Now, that country has long ceased to exist. Even the country is gone. The emperor is said to be particularly powerful and astonishing.
Of course the prince is gone too.
Changsheng and Gu Xiaomei suddenly sighed.
"I don't know how the crown prince offended the gods and paid such a high price. How pitiful..."
Gu Xiaomei is more emotional and is almost wiping tears now. Old Gutou laughs at his sister.
"This may not be true. Maybe the opera singer made it up just to make you feel uncomfortable after listening to it. After watching it once, you want to watch it a second time."
"Second brother!"
Just when the two were touching each other, a cool breeze flashed around Changsheng. It was a very familiar coolness, which made the back of Changsheng's neck feel numb. She seemed to see an illusory figure standing by? Changsheng subconsciously
He tugged Lao Gutou's arm.
"Grandpa, I feel a little cold, let's go back first."
Anyway, the play on the stage was finished. Lao Gutou casually slapped the old scalper, and the loyal old man walked away happily.
Before they even left the city, they saw many people running towards the middle of the town. Lao Gutou felt strange, so he grabbed one of the familiar people and asked about them.
"What are you doing running so fast? Do you have any money to pick up?"
"Hey! Where did you get the money? It was a theater troupe invited from the town. I don't know what happened. The stage was in good condition, but suddenly a pillar broke and the stage collapsed! I don't know what happened to those opera singers.
That’s it, everyone wants to go and see it!”
After all, inviting a big show is a very honorable thing for the residents of the town. I didn't expect that such a problem would arise, so everyone was naturally concerned.
After saying this, the resident hurried away. Old Gutou and Gu Xiaomei looked at each other, and then looked at Changsheng at the same time.
Changsheng had just told them to leave quickly. If they had not left at that time, they would probably have been left there. To put it mildly, they, the old and the young, might have been affected.