The accountant grabbed the broom behind the door and cursed: You little bastard, how dare you come here?! I'm so kind, but you are treating me like a donkey, ah?!
However, no matter how hard the broom was swept to his head, the child still stood still and did not hide. There was no expression of fear on his face.
How old is this expression for a child? I'm afraid even adults can't match this calmness, or it could be said that this child is stupid?
The accountant is not a kind person, as I have said before, otherwise he would not give food to this child. Therefore, after seeing the child's unflinching eyes and his clean eyes, he could not make any move. He sighed,
He touched the child's head and said: Are you hungry?
The child nodded.
The accountant returned to the kitchen and brought a bowl of rice and a plate of pickles made by his bucket-waist wife. He called the children to the counter and said, "Eat if you are hungry."
In fact, why didn't the accountant think that this child would come today? So he prepared a bowl of leftover rice in advance. The child was not polite. He picked up the bowl and wolfed it down. While eating, he blinked and looked at the accountant innocently.
After eating, he didn't forget to stack the two bowls and looked at the accountant blankly.
The accountant's son, as mentioned earlier, was the girl's capable suitor back then. The accountant was the only one in the family and was spoiled by his wife. Ever since what happened to the girl, he has been in a state of despair.
Unexamined, although the family is not very rich, people always live for the next generation, right? The accountant had no idea of adopting this child, so after eating, he asked the child: "Child, your master
Woolen cloth?
When asked this question, the child's eyes dodge a little, but he shook his head after a moment.
The accountant didn't bother, thinking that the family might have been gone when the child was still young. Thinking of this, he felt even more pity for the child, and then asked: Where does your family come from, then?
The child pointed to the east end of the village but said nothing.
The accountant pretended that a child didn't know the name of the place and had wandered over from the east. Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, the child left a lot of paper money and rushed out the door. The accountant followed him in a few steps, but only saw
Child's back.
The direction the child ran towards was the village's ancestral graves.
The accountant shook his head and said to himself: This little kid seems to live in the cemetery, how brave he is!
When I returned to the house, I burned the paper money left by the child with a match. I shook my head and sighed as I entered the house. Thinking about it, the child might have picked up these paper money in the cemetery, thinking that he could really spend it, and luckily it was him.
, if it were someone else who would be scared to death if a child ran out of the cemetery at night and used paper money to buy things?
After that, a tacit understanding seemed to be formed. A kind old man and a dark and thin child have now put on the clothes of the accountant's son when he was a child - this was originally left by the accountant to his grandson. These two people, one old and the other
When I was young, one person secretly left food for me, and when my mother-in-law asked, she said it was for midnight snacks. The other person used a handful of paper money every day to buy dinner. Even people in the village knew that the accountant had picked up a child.
This lasted for a month until the accountant finally thought that he was very familiar with the child and finally said: My child, do you want to live in my house? I will have enough to eat and new clothes to wear every day.
The child still had the same expression. After hesitating for a long time, he spoke for the first time and said: I will go back and ask my mother.
After saying this, the child ran away and ran to the ancestral graveyard at the east end of the village. Now the accountant was puzzled. Could it be that the child's biological mother was still there? There was a misunderstanding.
I always thought he was an orphan. You must know that at that time, because of the movement, the status of poor peasants was higher. The accountant's ancestry was not good. Even if it weren't for this, his mother was still alive.
It's definitely not good to keep your son.
Therefore, the accountant took the lantern and followed the running track of the child. This time, he followed him to the ancestral cemetery in the village.
However, there is no human figure anywhere in the cemetery!!
Now, even the accountant who had never believed in ghosts and gods was trembling all over, feeling that there were endless ghosts everywhere!! (To be continued)