Wei'er really had no intention of answering her question, and only asked, "Are there any strangers in your village who have been here? Or who have lived in?" Qi Mingye was injured and could only be properly placed in a place where there were people.
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Xing'er immediately looked at Wei'er with caution, and his repeated instructions from Qiao Dong to her before leaving came into her mind, "No, we have never seen any strangers in our village, and we have never lived in any strangers."
It was just that instantaneous abnormality was captured by Wei'er's sensitivity. Seeing that she was so denied so resolutely, she would not reveal anything easily.
Xing'er and Wei'er passed by, and the steps under their feet involuntarily stepped up.
But when she entered the village and found that the woman in white was following her, she ran up and rushed into her yard and closed the door tightly after entering the house.
The rain was pouring down, and the villagers went back to their homes in groups of three or two.
On the way home, they saw the woman in white standing in the middle of the road and looking at the yard of Mr. Yang’s house, and couldn’t help but stop and get wet with her. Mr. Yang’s house has not changed anything, but everyone is because of the silly clothes.
The woman's unmoving eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.
The village chief who heard the sound rushed over and stood in front of the woman in white and was startled, then thought to himself where the Bodhisattva came from. He bowed and said, "Girl, where are you calling? Is there anything wrong with our small village?
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The rain in the mountains added a chill, like the eye feathers of a fan pressing over the raindrops. Wei'er looked at the village chief and still said nothing.
"It's raining too much. Girl, why don't you go to my house to change your clothes first?" The village chief said and signaled his daughter-in-law Xiangxiu on the side.
Xiangxiu was a little afraid of meeting the woman in white, so she couldn't resist her father-in-law's orders, "Girl, go to my house to change clothes."
Wei'er asked Xiangxiu to help her walk to the village chief's home.
The gate of the village chief's yard was opened westward. At the gate, a thick man stood at the door and opened his mouth in surprise. The village chief frowned and shouted, "Go and cook some ginger soup, everyone will be
It’s cold to get rid of the rain.”
"Oh, okay." The stout man ran towards the kitchen.
Xiangxiu explained: "That's my men's collection."
As Xiangxiu entered a very rural room, Xiangxiu began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find a better dress for the woman in white. She even turned out the wedding dress, but when she saw the girl, she felt like she was wearing it.
I think the best wedding dress is not worthy of her.
Seeing Xiangxiu's embarrassed smile, Wei'er walked over and picked up a very ordinary peasant women's outfit, and raised a faint smile on the corner of her lips, "This one is good."
Seeing a woman in white who didn't even speak a prestigious person like her father-in-law, Xiangxiu suddenly spoke to herself. She nodded and began to pack up the clothes she found through the boxes and cabinets. Seeing that Wei'er would not wear her
She helped her put on the clothes again.
This is a peasant woman's outfit decorated with small florals. It looks good when worn on Wei'er. Xiangxiu didn't like it at first, but now she likes this dress very much. She helped her sit on the four-legged stool.
Looking at the unclear bronze mirror used by the country people, Xiangxiu felt embarrassed again, "The mirror cannot be seen clearly, but it looks really good when worn by the girl."
Wei'er smiled softly again.
"Ginger soup is here."
Daquan walked into the house with two bowls of ginger soup, and a three or four-year-old boy poked his head out at the door.
"That's my son." Xiangxiu explained again.
Daquan handed the bowl of ginger soup to Wei'er, and smiled foolishly, and was at a loss.
Wei'er didn't answer, and Daquan suddenly explained in a panic, "I boiled the bowl in boiling water, it's clean."
Wei'er didn't dislike her, she just didn't want to drink something she had never drunk in her memory. It can be seen that Daquan's silly attitude was, Wei'er no longer refused, and took it and drank a bowl of ginger soup. A warm feeling was like spiritual power.
After melting into his body, Wei'er lamented that there was such a magical thing in the world.
"This ginger soup is a good thing to remove cold. Drinking it can prevent wind and cold." Daquan said as he brought the remaining bowl to his wife Xiangxiu.
Wind and cold are also very strange words.
"Okay, you can bring the bowl out." Xiangxiu told Daquan.
Daquan took all out, and Xiangxiu waved her hand to signal the little boy to come in.
The little boy suddenly threw himself into his mother's arms, and Xiangxiu said sadly, "This is the second child of my father and I. The first child died less than one year old. My father-in-law won't be born.
If you ask for a name, you will be taken away by the King of Hell. Now we will only call him the second child.”
Wei'er remembered Xiaoyi. Will she grow so tall in the future? Maybe the warmth in her chest was hard to retreat because of Jiang Tang just now. She waved her hand gently, and the little boy stood in front of her. Wei'er raised her
His hands touched his face like he was touching Xiaoyi.
The little boy felt that it was very cold to touch his hands, but he didn't hate it, "Are you the aunt who married to a different village?"
Xiangxiu heard the sound and immediately scolded the child, "Girl, don't take it to heart, this child has never seen the world."
Aunt? She doesn't hate the little boy calling her like this, "Why do you say I am an aunt?"
The little boy turned his head and looked thoughtful, "Everyone in the village said that his aunt looked very good, so he married into a different village. You are also very good, so you are the aunt."
Perhaps according to his logic, he was so helpless and such a nice childish voice made Wei'er laugh.
Xiang Xiuyi smiled and pulled her son's hand, "Go out to find your father."
The little boy ran out.
The smile on Wei'er's face also disappeared. Looking at the heavy rain outside the house, she did not forget the purpose of her trip.
Daquan came in and said, "Mom, Dad, please come to the main hall."
If someone enters the village, as the village chief, he naturally has to ask about it.
It just so happened that Wei'er wanted to ask about the girl just now, and went to the main hall with Xiangxiu and her husband.
The village chief also changed his clothes and sat on a long bench. Seeing Wei'er coming, he raised his hand to invite him. After Wei'er sat down, he said: "There is nothing to entertain in the countryside, a bowl of coarse tea."
I hope the girl won’t dislike her.”
The village chief spoke with a bookish spirit, but he was polite. Wei'er didn't say anything and listened quietly to him and continued, "Miss, who are you? The purpose of coming to our rural village is...?"
She was alone in the rainy weather and could attract people's attention. If Qi Mingye and others were in the village, they would have been afraid that she would have received the news long ago. So the key point was the girl just now.
"Village Chief, I wonder if there are any strangers coming in and out of the family at the end of the village recently?" Although she knew it was impossible, she still held a glimmer of hope.
At the end of the village? "Are you talking about Dad Yang's family? No! There are only Dad Yang and Granddaughter Xiang Xiu's grandson. You can see it when you go in and out, but you haven't seen any strangers coming in and out!"