Dou Sprout shook the brown paper bag and said, "The store said they could only develop one version, but more than a dozen of them were developed. I came back to find you before I even had time to look at them."
I took the paper bag and said, "Let's go back now."
"Don't tell Sister Chun and her sister?"
"No, go back first."
"What's the matter? You're so anxious. Besides, I don't think your face looks good."
"Don't ask, I don't know either. Anyway, I'll tell you everything first."
After leaving the Central Hospital, I hailed a taxi and said to the driver: "Master, go to Tianguangdong Village, Dao County."
The driver was a tall and thick-set man. Hearing this, he thought for a moment and said, "Tianguangdong? Is it the village of Guiziling?"
I nodded and said yes.
"It's a bit out of the way to get there. The road is difficult and full of potholes."
Douyazai said: "What's wrong? We're giving you money. If I can't give you more fare, just drive quickly."
"Okay then..." The driver stepped on the accelerator reluctantly.
The car got on the main road and headed towards Daoxian County.
I sat in the back seat, opened the leather bag, and poured out all the photos in the bag.
He picked them up one by one and looked at them, and Dou Sprouts also came over to look at them.
When I turned to the seventh picture, I took a look and immediately turned the photo around. My heart was pounding and cold sweat started to break out on my forehead. I was scared.
"What? I didn't see it clearly. I'm looking at it," said Dou Sprout.
Dou Sprout grabbed it and took a look. He immediately yelled, "Fuck!" and threw the photo away. The driver was shocked.
I washed it out and saw it clearly.
In the photo, behind the stalactite pillar.
Just a person!
I took a deep breath, bravely picked up the photo and looked at it.
I saw a fat, white face appearing behind the stalactites, and my facial features could be vaguely discerned. The fat face was extremely pale, and it tilted its head as if there were no supporting bones in its neck, and it was smiling.
Douyazai shuddered and said, "I'm scared to death, this big white face, no wonder, no wonder the photo shop owner looked at me just now and chased me out in a hurry, as if he had seen a ghost."
"What's wrong, brother? You two are so startled, and your faces don't look good," the driver said, turning the steering wheel and looking in the rearview mirror.
"It's okay, nothing happened." I pretended to be calm.
"Where are you from? Brother, the accent doesn't sound like we are from Yongzhou, but from the north, right?" The driver talked to me.
I thought you could just drive your car, and I kept asking questions blindly.
Seeing that I didn't reply with a dark face, the driver smiled awkwardly, and then his cell phone rang.
"Hey, Teacher Zhang, I'm driving to solicit customers."
"Parent-teacher meeting? I don't have time. Can the child just go there?"
"What the hell?"
"Okay, okay, I understand. I will definitely be at school tomorrow. Teacher Zhang, please pay more attention. Hey, okay."
After hanging up the phone, the driver slammed the steering wheel and cursed: "You bitch! I'm so angry!"
"What's wrong with you?" Dou Sprout asked curiously.
The driver turned around and said, "Damn it, I don't have a good education! My son passed notes to female classmates at school! They even went out all night together!"
"How old is your son?" Dou Sprout asked.
"I'm eighteen, and I've just entered the first year of high school." The driver's face looked full of hatred.
"You are no longer a freshman in high school. You are too strict. In what kind of society is this now? Girls are open-minded. It's normal."
I glared at Dou Sprout and told him not to fart.
"I know," the driver sighed and said, "Society is right, but no one wants this to happen to their children. It would affect their studies too much and make parents worry, don't you think?"
"etc...."
I turned my head sharply and looked at Dou Sprout: "What was the last sentence you just said?"
"It's normal. I said it's normal. What's wrong?"
"Not this sentence, the normal one before it." I asked.
Douyazai thought for a while and said: "The first sentence... I said that little girls are very open-minded."
"right."
I suddenly thought of something I just encountered.
that is.....
A little girl who looks at most eight years old...
