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Chapter 24 Cycling at Night

I leaned against the wall, adjusted my breath twice, and slowly looked into the room.

The tungsten wire lamps used in rural areas are not very high, only seven or eight degrees. Under the dim and depressing light, Grandma Xiao Tang reached into her mouth and put her dentures on her face.

I probably didn't notice me. Soon, a bag of clothes was found, and almost all the layers of clothes were cut open by scissors.

Grandma Xiao Tang was muttering something in her mouth, but she couldn't hear it clearly. At this moment, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Xiao Tang, are you sending a bowl?"

"Brother Xiang? You haven't left yet, I thought you're gone."

"Oh, I'm going to the bathroom, I'm going to leave now."

"A creak..." The door of the cottage opened.

"Young man, are you full?" Grandma Xiao Tang asked me with a kind smile on her face.

"I'll eat, I'll leave grandma."

After I quickly walked out, I didn't leave, but hid behind the room.

A few minutes later, the sound of Xiao Tang's door locking came.

I took out a cigarette, and I squatted on the ground and smoked and thought.

Why did Grandma Xiao Tang collect old clothes from her dental house? Why did she cut all the clothes open? Is it really a local custom? But why did she show that expression in the end?

I just turned around with a cigarette in my mouth, but suddenly I saw a woman's big white face!

This big white face is facing my eyes very close.

"I'll go fuck you!"

I suddenly turned my head and was frightened and suddenly stood up and kicked the person away.

Why did Tang Gui’s wife walk without a sound? She scared me half to death!

I was so angry that I was about to kick her. Tang Gui's wife immediately hugged her head and lay on the ground trembling.

Alas... Seeing her like this, I felt soft and didn't plan to hit her anymore.

Maybe she knew it was cold, so I saw that she had black plastic bags on both feet and didn't know where to pick it up.

Tang Gui's wife stretched out her fingers and looked at me with one eye.

"Let's go, go home, you're a miserable person."

Seeing that I didn't kick her, Tang Gui's wife sat up and pointed at my hand.

"You want this?"

She nodded at the lighter in my hand.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, I have one."

When she got the lighter, she slapped the tower and pressed the lighter to release it, and then pressed it and released it.

A small flame surged up from the lighter, and Tang Gui's wife grinned.

"Where are you? Are you back? I'll leave a door for you," Xiaoxuan sent me a text message.

I typed back and was about to press Send a text message.

Suddenly I heard a creaking sound, and the door of Xiao Tang's family opened.

I hurriedly looked out and saw Grandma Xiao Tang leaning out and looking left and right first, then unveiling an old-fashioned 28-bar bicycle with a rope tied to the bicycle, like a hoe.

She lifted her bicycle off the steps and walked vigorously, not like an old lady who couldn't walk.

After gently locking the door, the old lady chewed her dentures twice and turned her head to look back.

"call!"

"Shh... don't fucking the lighter." I blew out the lighter on Tang Gui's wife's hand. If this light was seen, it would be bad.

"Pata." She pressed the lighter again.

"Huh! Huh!" I blew hard twice.

At this time, I heard the sound of the bicycle, and I carefully looked out.

Grandma Xiao Tang held the handlebars with both hands and twisted the bicycle. Because the old lady was short, she could only stand on the beam, which was similar to an eight-year-old child riding a bicycle. She looked a bit weird and quickly turned around and disappeared at the intersection.

So late, where are you going?

Without much hesitation, I trotted and followed.

The village is full of dirt roads, and some places are uneven and the bicycles have no lights. With the moonlight in the sky, the bicycles are not fast at all, so I soon caught up with her.

The old lady stood on the beam and pedaled the bike, looking back from time to time.

I followed me for nearly 20 minutes and had already left Tianguangdong Village. There was a country road here, and there were paddy fields and weeds next to it.

When the old lady turned her head and looked back, I hid in the field and followed her to a small slope.

Behind the earth slope was a mountain, which seemed to be called Puzi Mountain. After the old lady parked the car, I saw clearly that there was a hoe tied to her car. Then she carried the hoe and climbed over the small earth slope and entered the mountain.

In the middle of the night, an old lady in her seventies and eighties carried a hoe into the mountains. No matter how she thought about it, she had problems.

After waiting in place for five or six minutes, I quickly followed.

As soon as I went up the mountain, I saw a strange scene. Looking around, there were villains wearing silver clothes everywhere.

When I walked in, I realized what kind of villain was.

It is blueberry trees. Dao County began to vigorously encourage characteristic agricultural breeding last year, especially those who grow taro and blueberries, and blueberry trees do not bear fruit or resist freezing in winter. These silver clothes are a kind of cold-proof material, much like the silver tin foil that eats barbecue rolls.

Because the villagers are tied tightly, they look like children with heads and arms.

Through these low blueberry trees, I saw Grandma Tang stopping from afar.

There was a small mound of soil in front of her, or more precisely, a grave bag, a very new grave bag, and a white wreath and a few plastic flowers placed in front of the grave.

This seems to be the new tomb of the granddaughter of the teeth. I remember that Tang Gui didn't seem to be buried in this direction.

Grandma Xiao Tang lifted her pants up. She took out a flashlight and turned it on. After putting it on the flashlight on the ground, she didn't hesitate too much, and started digging the grave without swaying.

Because she had just buried it and the soil layer had not been frozen yet, she dug it quickly, and she could turn a large piece of soil up with a hoe. In a short while, she dug a big hole.

Like the forest ranger Lao Hu, they pay 60 yuan a month to watch the temple for the village, and they pay it every six months. The coffin used for burying Xiaoyun is the money. It was paid in the village. I saw it the day before yesterday. It was not a good coffin and it didn't even paint it.

I dug open the grave and dug a big hole. After the old lady slid into the hole, I couldn't see it.

Because of curiosity, I plucked up the courage to move forward a little and found a slightly higher place.

After wiping the soil on the coffin, Grandma Xiao Tang inserted her hoe into the gap in the coffin. With the weight of her body, she raised the cover of the coffin bit by bit.

After prying open, she pushed open the lid of the coffin with both hands, revealing the little cloud lying flat in the coffin.

Looking at Xiaoyun's face was swollen, especially the swollen part of her cheeks, which was like her mouth full of food and couldn't swallow it, which was very scary.

Grandma Xiao Tang reached out and touched Xiaoyun's forehead, with a kind look, and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl, I watched you grow up. Don't blame me for harming you. If you want to blame, just blame your grandma, because there can only be one dragon and phoenix in the human world, only my granddaughter, not you."

"Girl, I will come to see you from now on, and I will burn incense and paper for you during festivals."

She just finished speaking.

A group of black crows suddenly flew out from the distant mountains, flew in groups, flapping their wings and screaming, as if they were frightened.

Grandma Xiao Tang looked up at the crows, squinted her eyes, and murmured: "Are you resentful... Girl, do you blame me..."

A trace of wind blows,
Chapter completed!
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