"Where is it? I really wish I had a girlfriend. By the way, Mom, if you dance in the square at night, don't you have an aunt who is the same age as you? Is there any girl who can introduce me to me? Remember.
, it depends on your appearance. If you are ugly, it will affect your grandson." I teased my mother, while my father snickered from the side.
My mother rolled her eyes at me. In fact, it wasn't that I didn't want to stay with my parents for a while, but that I had something on my mind. I wanted to know what the secret was in the pavilion. I wanted to go back to the crematorium and contact Master Kong Kong and Uncle Li.
There is no other way, indeed. Once you finally get back home, let’s have a good chat with your parents.
We started talking about my schooling when I was a child, about my parent-teacher meetings, about me skipping classes and being called parents, etc. We also lamented that time flies by so fast, and I don’t know how old I am now.
And she is almost at the age of marriage.
I know that my parents don't put pressure on me on the surface, but in their hearts they hope that I can get married early and have grandchildren. In fact, all parents are in a state of affairs, and I actually understand it. So I won't bother them.
I also told them that I just let nature take its own course, and I would do whatever works best for me. If I thought it was about the same, I would take it home for them to take a look at, and they agreed.
We chatted for almost two hours, and it seemed that my parents were satisfied. I could finally go back to the house and think about the cause and consequences of the matter. Besides, I was a little tired. At this time, the phone rang.
"Zixun, how are you at home?" Kawako asked humbly.
"Very good, what's wrong? If you fart, hurry up!" I said impatiently.
"Really, can you be more polite? Didn't your teacher tell you to speak in a civilized manner?" Kawako continued to tease me.
"Say!" I replied.
"Hey, that's awesome. You're so educated!"
"When are you coming back? I want to eat the fried pork with chili peppers and sweet and sour pork ribs made by my mother. Let my mother cook more and bring some over. Okay," Kawako said pretentiously in the first half of the sentence, but in the second half
Regarding the issue of eating, I actually mentioned the speed of speaking.
"I knew it was no good for you to call me. I know it. I will bring you something when I leave. Hey, let's talk about business. Is my master here? I have something to ask him for. I want to go back to burn the corpse.
Field." I said seriously.
"Here, your master is mysterious all day long. I don't know what he is up to. If you have anything to do, call him. You have to meet and talk to him. What kind of society is this? Do you have a mobile phone, okay?
Do we have to meet in person? Don’t you know how to use a mobile phone? Come on, pay for my tuition and I’ll teach you.” Kawako was provoking me again.
"Ang, that's right, I didn't think of it." At this moment, I was laughing at my own IQ, no matter what age I was. I actually still wanted to have this interview. Being provoked by Kawako made me feel a little embarrassed, haha, no matter how much it is.
, it’s so late today, let’s call the master tomorrow morning and ask.
"Hang up the phone in your hand. If you are teasing me, believe it or not, I will bring you something?" I threatened Kawako.
"Brother, it's okay that I was wrong. I was really wrong. Whatever you say is what you say. You are the smartest. Just remember my delicious food. You can rest quickly." Kawako honestly put the phone down.
Hang up.
Later, I lay in bed and thought about what had happened in the past few days. After thinking about it, I felt that something must have happened to the pavilion in the back mountain, and that Uncle Wang's death must be related to the pavilion.
Thinking, thinking, I fell asleep again.
People are really like this. If something is on their mind, they will wake up naturally without setting off the alarm clock. The next morning, I woke up early. I wanted to call the master early to ask about the situation. After all, he knew
Much.
But I really can’t afford to offend the master if he gets angry. If he gets angry, the consequences will be serious. I’ll just wait until about nine or ten before calling the master. Although I’m very anxious, I don’t
I have to compromise. Who makes him my master?
"Mom, what are you doing?" I smelled the fragrance and walked to the kitchen.
"Hey, Zi Xun, I got up very early today. You came here without asking me to call you. Did you have a very good rest yesterday?" My mother was very surprised, because she knew that I had the habit of staying in bed.
"I am slowly changing myself, I am growing up, and I am doing it because I don't want my mother to wake me up again!" I said sullenly.
After a while, my mother made my favorite egg pancake. While I was eating it, I was still thinking about the pavilion. It was like I was in Cao Ying and my heart was in Han.
I looked at my phone and it was nine o'clock. I thought I should be ready to make a call. Yes, I am always ready.
"Mom, I have some work to do. I'm going back to the house. Thank you for cleaning up. My mother is the most beautiful!" I said coquettishly.
"Okay, go, go, work is important, don't worry about it, go back to the house and do your work." Mom said to me while cleaning up the bowl of chopsticks.
When I walked into the house, it was almost half past nine. I picked up the mobile phone and called the master.
"Beep-----Beep------" the phone beeped twice. I was so frightened that I quickly hung up the phone.
The master usually keeps his cell phone in his hand, maybe because of work. But if he doesn't answer the phone, it only means one problem. He is still sleeping.
Master slept very soundly, but I was always on tenterhooks. Because I wanted to know the answer, master, when will you wake up?
Throwing the phone aside, I began to fantasize about the possibilities of Pavilion and Uncle Wang.
I recall the scene when Uncle Wang took me and Weiwei to play when we were young, and the scene where our two families had dinner together.
People really cannot recall. Memories are beautiful, but they are also sad. They will make you feel very depressed and you will not be able to cheer up for anything unless you have not paid enough attention.
"After confirming my eyes, I met the right person..."
Oh my god, I'm so excited. My cell phone rang. I hope it was the master who called me.
"Hey, brat, what do you have to do with the master? You've only gone home to rest for a few days. I know you don't miss me. You must have something to help with, right?" The master really knows me well.
"Hey, Master, you still understand me. I went back home and my father's friend Uncle Wang passed away. He passed away a little suddenly and strangely. So I want to ask Master if you know about this related situation." I said
That's half the story.
"What's so strange, please tell me." The master asked me.
"There is a park on the mountain behind our village. Many elderly people go there for morning exercises. Uncle Wang often goes there too. He especially likes sports. It can be said that he is a frequent visitor there." I said carefully.
"Well! You continue!" The master listened patiently.
"But there is a pavilion on the back mountain, and others said that the atmosphere there is not very good. Then Uncle Wang went to the pavilion for morning exercise that day, so he should have gone there. Because when the villagers in our village found Uncle Wang, he was at the pavilion.
Do you think it has something to do with the pavilion?" I asked doubtfully.
"The pavilion? The pavilion in the back mountain park? Is it the pavilion on the mountain behind Village A?" the master asked.
"Yes! Master, it turns out you really know, yes, it's that pavilion." I said excitedly.
"Hey, I know a little about this. A year ago, before you came here, a female corpse was found in the pavilion in the back mountain and was taken to our crematorium. I don't know the specific situation.
It is said that this girl was murdered." The master explained.
"Master, based on the time I've been with you, you asked me to speculate whether this girl was murdered and felt wronged. Then she wanted to find a backer and wanted to take revenge on mankind. Do you think I'm right?
." I speculated, trying to get the master to think about it.
"What you said is not impossible. But I have to ask you, Uncle Li, about the specific situation. You can rest peacefully. After a day off, go back to work at the crematorium. I will tell you the result." The master said to me.
"Okay, let me go to the crematorium and have a look. Anyway, Uncle Wang has passed away. I will know as much as I can. Besides, even if I knew the result, I would not tell Uncle Wang's family, and
My parents'." I replied disappointedly.
"Don't think too much, we'll talk about it when we come back the day after tomorrow." The master comforted me and said.
The information I learned at this moment is that Uncle Wang's death was related to the pavilion in Houshan Park.
The pavilion does have a bad atmosphere. It is said that a girl was killed there. It is possible that she turned into a female ghost to take revenge on society.
It just so happened that Uncle Wang passed away in the pavilion in the back mountain. Everything seemed to be developing very well. It was just up to me and Uncle Li to confirm. It really helped to meet Uncle Li.
I really want to see Uncle Li. After all, he is an old employee who has worked at the crematorium for several years and is very familiar with the situation here. He is often with the master, and this is the first time he really wants to go back to work.
Maybe I just want to know the answer faster. If I know it, I will be more at ease. I can't say it's curiosity, it's purely an occupational disease. Occupational disease is responsible. I just want to know what happened.
At this moment, I just hope that I can meet Master and Uncle Li as soon as possible. After all, I only know a little bit about this kind of thing, and Master and Uncle Li know more. When I go back, my heart will always be floating.
I could feel relieved. I walked around the room, trying to calm myself down. I felt a little sad for Weiwei in my heart. Uncle Wang's death must have been a big blow to Weiwei and Auntie. I
I will definitely help them figure things out to prevent more people from being harmed.
I had been thinking about the female ghost in the pavilion in the house, and before I knew it, it was noon. There was a knock on the door, and my mother's head came in from the door. "Zixun, are you done? Are you done at noon?"
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you. Aunt Liu's son next door came back and said she wanted to make some delicious food for her son, so we went shopping together."
"Thank you, Mom. I love to eat whatever you cook. I think so. The most delicious thing in the world is what my mother makes. Nothing can compare with it."