Chapter 442 Returning to Lotus City for Chinese New Year
I woke up with a jolt.
My vision became clearer and clearer, and I realized that I was lying on the hard seat of the train.
I shook my groggy head and sat up with my sore waist straight. The sky outside the window was gray and I didn't know what time it was.
"You kid, you don't have much money with you."
A fleshy, white and chubby hand next to me held a bottle of mineral water and handed it to me.
I was shocked and turned around in disbelief.
In an instant, I saw the person in front of me clearly, with a round and white face, a slight double chin, a smile like a crescent moon, but still slightly red eyes, and that... bald and reflective head.
"Two..." I swallowed, my throat was hoarse and painful.
It was like a firework exploded in my head, making me unable to react for a moment.
The second uncle smiled and rubbed my head: "Send a message to your parents and ask them to return to Lianhua City for the New Year."
Maybe it was because my mind was too stiff, so I just did as my second uncle said. After I called my mother, my mother's surprised voice came from the other side.
"What? You've already gotten in the car? Why don't you even say hello when you leave? Besides, you're going to spend the New Year at your hometown. Your Aunt Lu and Lan Yao are coming back soon. Let Xiaoyu and the others come back by then.
If you can do anything at home, why go to Lotus City?"
My mother spoke so fast that I didn’t know where to start explaining.
Then, the mobile phone in my hand was taken away.
I watched helplessly as my second uncle put the phone next to his ear, and his pink lips began to move: "Sister-in-law."
Then, the second uncle was silent for a long time, maybe because the other side didn't say anything. After a long time, the second uncle nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then we will wait for you in Lotus City."
Second uncle hung up the phone and handed the phone to me again. When I touched his warm skin, I felt like I was in another world. Second uncle and the others were... really alive.
"Second uncle! Wuwuwuwu!" I cried and hugged my second uncle, smearing my nose and tears all over my uncle.
My second uncle helplessly patted my back.
"You silly girl, why are you crying? Haven't you come back? Besides, you... don't cry. Everyone in front of you is watching. I'm covered in blood from crying."
But I couldn't help it, so my second uncle pulled my head away and blocked my nose and ears with paper. As expected, there was a lot of blood on his chest.
At this time, two familiar voices came from the aisle behind me.
"Old Han, try this."
"Can you eat at your seat?"
"No, no, I can't help it anymore. I ate incense ash every day when I was down there. I've been craving this lunch box for a long time, and I have to add gutter oil."
I turned back in surprise.
I saw Uncle Han and Uncle Huang holding a box of lunches. The passengers around them all looked at them strangely because of Uncle Huang's words, and some of them even twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Aunt Huang covered her face with her hands, pulled Aunt Qi around them, and sat next to me.
Aunt Huang just hugged me: "Nuan Ting, you are suffering."
The joy of regaining something filled my heart with swelling sweetness. I just hugged Aunt Huang back and hugged Aunt Han again.
"No matter how hard it is, it's worth it."
From behind, Uncle Huang called Uncle Han Wuwang and reached out to grab Chaoyang who was coming from behind: "Xiaoyang, try it, is it delicious?"
Chaoyang smiled, took a bite with his chopsticks, and his eyes lit up: "Yeah, it's delicious."
"Look, I'll just say it!" Then, the three of them crowded in opposite us.
I looked around at the six faces in the circle, and they were looking at me cautiously. I couldn't help but burst into tears.
My second uncle and the others comforted me for a long time before I came out of that mood. If I didn't, it wouldn't be possible anymore. I started to have nosebleeds again.
Chaoyang handed me a tissue and said worriedly: "Nuan Ting, please stop hiding your physical condition."
I changed the toilet paper and blocked it, while shaking my head: "It's almost the New Year, let's finish it."
There are still six days until the Chinese New Year, and fourteen days until Master and I leave. At least we can all still have a good New Year together.
Uncle Huang rubbed his face and sniffed twice: "Then do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Aunt Huang glared at Uncle Huang fiercely.
But I don't feel angry, I just feel that it is still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.
I thought about it: "I have many wishes. I want to see you grow older. I want to finish my college. I want to see Zhao Ting grow up. I want to see Lulu and Fang Zhongyu, Han Ziqi and Chen Xi get married. I want to see
Their children, want to..."
It turns out I still have so many regrets.
Uncle Huang grabbed my sleeve excitedly: "Nuan Ting, Uncle Huang can't satisfy you for other things, but I will take care of Xiaoqi and Chenxi's marriage! Old Han! Do you agree or not?"
"Promise! Must promise!"
"Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry..." I waved my hands hastily, but they no longer listened to what I said and started discussing the wedding...
In the past three months, today is the most energetic day for me. I have been cheerful all day long. I also ate the greasy lunch on the train with gusto.
My second uncle also told me what they went through while they were there.
In the beginning, under the hands of the Prince of Hell in Nanjiang, they were almost like animals. They were whipped and enslaved every day. When I heard this, my heart tightened and my nose felt sore.
Fortunately, Sister Song Qi took them there later, and after returning to the underworld in the northeastern realm, they lived a life as carefree as gods.
The underworld in the Northeast is not as clear-cut as other places. Ghosts can wander around, eat and drink, play games, play mahjong, and have all kinds of entertainment facilities if conditions permit. As long as the tortured ghosts are punished according to the time.
"Wouldn't some ghost escape privately?"
"No, the only way to escape is to die." Aunt Qi explained to me.
As for the second uncle and others who died as a bargaining chip to blackmail me, they had accumulated good deeds and performed good deeds during their lifetimes, so they were not punished at all.
Even the paper money we burned for them has expanded several times due to the conversion of merit. It can be said that they are the richest people down there, and they can just be responsible for eating, drinking and having fun every day.
Why do you think I'm still a little sore after hearing this?
Uncle Huang also told me about the fun things in the underworld. When he talked about Sister Song Qi, he had a look of emotion on his face: "The King of Hell is really not an ordinary person. He can actually build an amusement park in the underworld."
I:"……"
I've known for a long time that Sister Song Qi is not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.
Time passed little by little while we were chatting. When I slept, they took turns watching me.
When it got slightly brighter, we got off the train. When I touched my trouser pocket, there were only two one-dollar coins left.
After thinking about it, I called Fang Zhongyu: "Find someone to pick me up at the train station, a bigger car."
"What? Are you coming to Lotus City? Why didn't you tell me in advance so I could postpone the work!"