"Dad, second uncle, Lulu! I'm back!" I opened my eyes in surprise, and my body hurt so much, as if I had been run over by a wheel.
The second uncle couldn't hide the smile on his face, and quickly put on his shoes: "I have to tell you, Girl Yun has woken up, stop making a banquet."
Lulu carefully held my hand, tears streaming down her face: "Nuan Ting, what's going on with you?"
My dad's eyes were also swollen like light bulbs: "It will be good to come back, it will be good to come back."
At this time, my mother came in from outside.
I suddenly thought of Aunt Li and got up in shock: "Mom, where is Aunt Li?"
My mother pressed me down again and whispered to me: "Don't worry, Aunt Li is injured now. I'm letting her stay in the memorial hall to nourish her soul and wash away her grievances."
I was relieved to hear that Aunt Li was fine.
My second uncle said that a person must repay kindness. If Aunt Li hadn't helped me, I might not have been able to survive that man coming to save me. I silently remembered Aunt Li's kindness in my heart.
My mother brought me a packet of medicine and made me sugar water to drink. Today’s sugar water was three times as much, but I felt very bitter.
"There's no need to cook the banquet, we have to make a table of delicious food for Girl Yun." My dad cried and laughed.
When I heard about delicious food, I had no interest in it. I was still frightened by the experience just now, and I felt very depressed.
Lulu raised her head and said to my father: "Uncle Yun, let Nuanning sleep for a while longer."
"Hey, okay." My dad wiped his eyes and walked out.
My mother rubbed Lulu and I’s heads: “Whatever Lulu wants to eat, Aunt Yun will cook it for you.”
"I can do it." Lulu lay beside me, holding my hand and looking at me intently.
My mother sniffed and went out to help my father.
It was quiet in the house, but the yard of my house was very busy. My father, mother, and my second uncle acted like dozens of people.
I turned my head and saw Lulu's face turned sideways, silently weeping. The tears crossed the bridge of her nose and fell into the pillow.
"Lulu, what's wrong with you?"
"I...I thought you were going to die. Wuwuwu."
Yes, I almost died just now.
I started crying too, and we both held our little hands and cried quietly.
"Nuan Ting, you know, my parents are gone, and the only person closest to me now is you. If you die too, I really don't know how I can survive."
The braid on Lulu's head trembled as she twitched, and her face showed maturity and vicissitudes that were not belonging to our age.
I grabbed her hand, my throat was sore: "Am I okay?"
"You don't know how sad Uncle Yun, Aunt Yun and Second Uncle are. Aunt Yun said that if you don't come back, she won't be a goddess anymore, because she has done a lot of good deeds, but there are no good rewards.
"
"I know, I've seen it all."
"Ah? Did you see it?"
"Well, my soul was taken away by black and white. They wanted to eat my eyes. I stayed at our house for a while, but you couldn't see me..." The more I said it, the sadder the feeling became.
Submerged me.
Lulu came over, put her slender arms around my neck, and stayed beside me, saying: "Nuan Ting, don't worry, I will become a powerful adult to protect you."
"Haha, then I will become a less powerful adult and be protected by you." With Lulu's comfort, I felt much better, and we looked at each other and smiled.
But what happened today also taught me a lesson. I can forget everything in the future, but I must never forget drinking medicine.
It was already past three in the afternoon when I had dinner at my house.
The table full of chicken, duck, and fish is as good as my family’s Chinese New Year banquet.
The three adults kept picking up food for us two children. Lulu and I had our mouths full of oil, even up to our necks, but there were still two hills in the bowl.
"Mom, is Uncle Zhang from Kitamura dead?" I reluctantly choked another mouthful of cucumber to relieve my tiredness.
My mother held Nier in her arms and gave Lulu a chicken leg. She looked at me strangely and said, "I don't understand, why are you asking?"
My father and my second uncle drank so much that their faces were rosy, and he said with a smile: "I saw Lao Zhang yesterday when I went to the ground. Now he is very happy, whiter and fatter. It looks like he is living a good life."
The second uncle picked up a bowl of chicken soup, snorted along the edge of the bowl and drank several sips, then smashed his mouth again and again, still saying: "Where did you hear about it?"
I scratched my henhouse-like head and said, "I saw it on the road to Huangquan!"
Moreover, the Uncle Zhang I saw was still dark and skinny, which was completely different from what my father described.
Hearing this, my mother and others stopped using their chopsticks.
My mother thought for a while, then turned to my father and said, "Her father, please go to Bicun tomorrow to take a look and make sure there is nothing wrong."
"Okay, I get it." After my dad said that, he wiped his mouth with his big hand. It was better not to wipe it at all. The oil in his mouth wiped all over his chin. "I drank too much. I'm going to take a nap."
Not long after my father entered the house, the village chief came in with the corpse stitcher.
The village chief first looked at the food on my table: "Oh, what a good food."
The second uncle greeted: "Hurry up, hurry up, I haven't finished eating yet, let's sit down and drink together."
The village chief waved his hand with a simple smile: "The Li family's wife's body has been sewn up. I'll ask Guizhi when it will be done."
"It's already late today. We'll have to deal with it early tomorrow morning. Sister-in-law Li's body is already broken, so it won't be too late." My mother said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll go back and let you know."
After Lulu and I finished eating, we sat at the table and turned over flower ropes. Anyway, we couldn't understand their adults' affairs and couldn't help them.
The village chief left, but the corpse stitcher didn't. His pair of yellow and muddy eyes looked at my mother in embarrassment.
My mother probably saw that he wanted something, so she asked him: "Uncle Sun, are you okay? Sit here and talk."
"To tell you the truth, I really want to ask you something." The short, dark and thin corpse stitcher sat on my father's chair with his waist bent.
He sat next to me, and I felt my arms were cold.
I quietly glanced sideways, only for a moment and then turned my head in panic.
Because I saw two human heads with blood on their faces hanging on the back of the corpse maker, one above the other, but the two heads were vague, as if they were on his back, but they seemed not to be there.
"Uncle Sun, just tell me if you have anything to do." The second uncle smiled and poured a glass of wine for the corpse stitcher.
The corpse tailor responded kindly, picked up the wine glass, and said to my mother: "Guizhi, when I came back from you on the 16th, I felt that my back was heavy and uncomfortable. Oh, it's like
Someone is beating the same thing with two hammers, so it doesn’t feel like anything.”
"Uncle Sun, you are too tired." The second uncle clinked wine glasses with the corpse stitcher, "I have long heard that you were able to do it when you were young. What are you doing with so much money, haha."
After being teased by his second uncle, the nervous look on the corpse maker's face relaxed a lot, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.
"It's harmful, it's tiring. I've been in this industry for many years, and I still know in my heart that there's something wrong in that area. It must be someone recruiting someone. I need you to give me Zamozamo, Guizhi."
My mother smiled, handed Ni'er to her second uncle, and led the corpse stitcher to the backyard memorial hall: "Uncle Sun finally opened his mouth to reply. How can I not care about it? Follow me, Uncle Sun."