The second uncle and I rested for a while, ate again, then got on the motorcycle and set off.
Although I haven't seen my mom for only a few days, it feels like a long time. I can't wait to be in my mom's arms.
But my second uncle has a lot of things to do.
When passing Aunt Lu's small shop, the second uncle stopped his motorcycle and shouted toward the window: "Sister-in-law Lu, bring me a pack of cigarettes."
"Hey, great!" Aunt Lu came out with a smile and a cigarette, followed by several aunts and aunts who often chatted in the small shop.
As soon as these people get together, something big has happened in the village. If time hadn't allowed, I would have really wanted to stay and listen to what they were talking about.
However, although the second uncle is a grave keeper, he is surprisingly popular. Basically, everyone who meets him wants to have a chat with him.
Sure enough, Aunt Lu was sitting on the pony under the window, shaking her straw fan with a very excited expression on her face.
"Second brother, have you heard about it?"
The aunts and uncles all had mysterious faces, laughing and eating melon seeds without saying a word, their eyes bright and bright.
Seeing this, the second uncle didn't leave in a hurry. He took out one and clipped it to his ear, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
Aunt Lu seemed to be waiting for her second uncle to ask this question. She slapped her fan on her thigh: "I'm telling you, don't say it was me who said it!"
"Then stop talking."
"Hey? Why are you like this?"
"Hahaha, just kidding, what on earth is going on?"
Aunt Lu looked around, as if something big was going on. Seeing that no one was passing by, she ran to her second uncle, leaned into his ear and said, "This morning, that damn old Li family brought a woman back! Tsk!
Tsk tsk, the Li family’s wife is often beaten by him, it turns out that Lao Li is looking for a woman outside!”
"What! So that's what it is!" The second uncle exclaimed in admiration, and at the same time moved a little away from Aunt Lu.
Every time I see him like this, I feel anxious for him.
He always keeps distance from other women, how can he find a wife like this?
But forget it for Aunt Lu, she has a man.
The corner of Aunt Lu's mouth almost reached her neck: "It's not good, we saw that woman this morning, Emma. She was dressed up in a gorgeous way, with a colorful face. She looked like a vixen at first glance."
I sat behind my second uncle and nodded silently.
That woman should be a vixen. If she wasn't a vixen, why would she have such a strong smell? But how would Aunt Lu know? Could it be that she is also a goddess?
"This is serious!"
"That is to say, hey, don't say it was me who said it."
"Don't worry, Sister-in-law Lu, you are busy, I still have to go to Beicun."
"Okay, please go slower on the road."
"Okay."
My second uncle rode the motorcycle again and took me to Beicun.
The whistling wind blew on my face. I looked up and stared at my second uncle's big head, and silently put down the hand scratching my head.
"Second uncle, I have seen that woman."
The second uncle asked without looking back: "Which one?"
"It's the one Aunt Lu said."
"oh."
Why did the second uncle react like this? Wasn't he quite curious just now?
I thought for a while and said, "I also think she is a vixen and very coquettish."
The motorcycle stopped suddenly, and the tires made a tearing sound on the ground. I was almost thrown out, and I grabbed the clothes around my uncle's waist with both hands.
But the next moment, the second uncle slapped my hand hard with a tigerish face. He glared at me and reprimanded: "Girl Yun, it's not a good habit to be picky about people behind their backs. They said it was they who said we have to keep our own.
Mouth."
"What? I don't care about others!" The second uncle was so cruel that I couldn't understand it, and he beat me so hard that his hands hurt.
"Then you call others coquettish?"
"She is really sexy!"
"You still say it! If you say anything else, just walk away!"
My anger was burning in my chest, and I really wanted to pull off all the fat on his waist!
But what can I do? You can't give up your feet for the sake of face, right? There's no point in having face.
"It's okay if you don't say anything."
The second uncle snorted, turned around and rode the motorcycle again, heading to Aunt Zhang's house.
The motorcycle stopped at the gate of Aunt Zhang's house.
The second uncle turned around and checked my gauze. He frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly and said, "It's time to change the gauze. It's too loose. Don't let it fall off."
"How about fixing it, second uncle?"
I looked over my uncle's blue shirt and saw that although the yard of Aunt Zhang's house was empty, the big kang inside the glass window was full of people. They drank tea, knelt and chatted animatedly.
I immediately covered the gauze and shook my head vigorously: "No, no, there are so many people, don't knock my gauze off."
"Then you wait for me at the door?"
"become!"
"Little girl." The second uncle rubbed my head helplessly, turned around and strode into the courtyard.
I sat on the threshold of the door, leaning on my face, waiting for my mother to come out. I didn't know if my mother missed me.
I was fascinated by the thought.
From the west side of the yard, there were sudden bursts of strange chicken crows.
I looked over inadvertently and was stunned for a moment.
To the west of Aunt Zhang's yard is a chicken coop made of fences. A small jujube tree was newly planted at the door of the chicken coop, and there was a man squatting under the tree.
The man had his back to the door. He had dark skin, a thin figure, and a stooped back. The white sweatshirt he was wearing was stained with blood, and his black shorts were worn to a shine. His hair was greasy and covered his head, and there were only a few strands left.
He looks like an uncle from the Zhang family.
I couldn't help but compare it with my second uncle, and I still think my second uncle is better. My second uncle likes to be clean.
I moved to the side, curious to see what Uncle Zhang was doing, but it didn't matter. I was so shocked that I almost screamed!
The uncle from the Zhang family had a cutting board in front of him for chopping vegetables for the chicken, but there were no vegetables on the cutting board, but there was a rooster struggling desperately!
The uncle from the Zhang family held a kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed the chicken's neck back and forth!
It turns out the blood on his body is chicken blood!
I watched Uncle Zhang get impatient and cut off the chicken's head with a kitchen knife, then quickly lifted up the chicken's feet, raised his head and started drinking the chicken blood!
Chicken blood flowed down his neck to his chest. Every time Uncle Zhang's Adam's apple rolled, I felt my neck cramping!
In the end, Uncle Zhang threw the chicken aside and wiped his face randomly.
My stunned gaze seemed to be felt by Uncle Zhang.
His back stiffened and he slowly turned his head...
Uncle Zhang’s face was also covered in blood! There was even a chicken feather on his lips! His small eyes blinked, and the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, revealing his blood-stained white teeth!!
And when his dark face was illuminated by the sun, it showed rolling black lines, like snake scales!
"Mom!" I screamed, falling from the threshold to the ground, crying in fear.
Maybe I cried too loudly, because my mother rushed out of the house within a few seconds.
"Nuan Ting, what's going on?"
I pointed at Uncle Zhang and cried intermittently: "Snake! Snake! Woohoo!"
"What kind of snake is that? Where is the snake?" Sun's wife looked in the direction of my finger.
My mother picked me up, patted the dirt on my butt, and coaxed me distressedly. Then she said apologetically to the people who came out with me, "The child is too young. He must have been frightened by what happened a few days ago."
I was not frightened by what happened a few days ago. I was clearly frightened by the Zhang family uncle!
I was about to correct my mother's words, but when I looked towards the door of the chicken coop again, I only saw Uncle Zhang looking at me in confusion.
He was clean, and there was no decapitated rooster on the cutting board in front of him. There were only two vegetables to be chopped, and a bowl of wheat bran.
The uncle from the Zhang family also went into the garden and picked two red tomatoes and handed them to me: "Girl Yun, stop crying. Try them. They are delicious."
I stopped crying and looked stupidly at Uncle Zhang's simple and kind smile, feeling deeply doubtful in my heart.