sun and moon return

Chapter 40 The Sun and the Moon in the Well

Zheli recovered from his slight surprise, and just looked at the thin paper with a smile. Seeing that he was just smiling, Xi'er solemnly presented the paper with both hands, walked to the table in two or three steps, and spread it solemnly on the table. : "You must accept it."

She was still the same as when we first met, with a bit of timidity.

"Okay, I accept it." Zheli turned around and put the quilt down.

"By the way," Xi'er said again, "I'll help you find out about Qitan Village." She said again seriously.

Zheli nodded: "Thank you."

Xi'er shook her head: "I asked my father just now, and he said that because of a plague decades ago in Qitan Village, almost all the people in the village died, and Master Qian escaped from the village, and later he made his fortune here. But it is said that he also contracted the disease, but the disease developed late, and it was only revealed in the past few years."

"It is reasonable to say that where the epidemic occurs, after the epidemic is over, in a few decades, people should return there, re-cultivate the land, and then slowly form a new village. But Qitan Village is very strange. I heard that there are still wandering around there. There will be countless souls of the dead, and they will take the souls of passers-by." Xi'er hugged her arms tightly, showing a look of fear, "So many years, no one dared to go there again."

After listening to the ceremony, I feel in the fog.

"Did someone really have an accident there?" Zheli asked.

Xi'er looked at him apologetically: "My father said that someone used to take a shortcut and never saw him again. Others... I don't know too much."

"It's strange that Luo Zan hasn't dealt with such an evil place?" It was more like a question than a question.

"This, I also asked my father, and my father said that he heard that a big man had personally dealt with it more than ten years ago, but nothing happened. After that, Qitan Village became a taboo place."

And there's this thing.

Zheli was even more puzzled.

After a moment of ecstasy, seeing that Xi'er was still obediently standing at the door, blinking at him with big eyes, Zheli quickly thanked her and told her to go back to rest earlier.

It was rainy in late autumn, and it was rainy for several days in a row.When I woke up in the morning, when I opened the door, I felt the cool wind and drizzle blowing towards my face. The weather was extremely gloomy, and the rain was mixed with a bit of fragrance of fallen leaves.

The dense aroma from downstairs stirred up the gluttons in his stomach, Zheli went downstairs, and the Xiao family was busy in the kitchen.

After breakfast, Xiao's mother held a folding gift and handed him a newly made outer robe, coarse linen, but thick and warm, with tight stitching and solid workmanship.

"Auntie, this..." Zheli was a little surprised, "I'm actually not afraid of the cold, I leave this clothes to my uncle..."

Mother Xiao smiled and said: "He can't wear it, it's made according to your size. It's cold, it's time to add some clothes. Although the fabric is a bit rough, it's thick and windproof. You're in a hurry. Don't be disgusted. Come on, You try it on."

Zheli was still in trouble, Xiao's mother had already shaken off the robe, and looked at Zheli with a kind smile on her face.

Seeing that it was really hard to refuse, Zheli raised his hand and put it on.Sure enough, the suit was well tailored, and it fits perfectly. Although the wind and rain were not noticed, the outer robe was added to the body at this time, but it was wrapped in real warmth.

"It fits!" Xiao's father came out from the back kitchen, "The old woman's size is accurate." He wiped his hands on his body with a smile, and gave Xiao's mother a thumbs up, as if he was happier than his own size.

The air was full of warmth and relaxation, and Zheli felt a little dazed unknowingly.

He thought of a question he had never thought about.

What would it be like if the parents were still there?

Will his mother sew quilts for him when the weather is cold, will his father share the stories and truths in his book, will they also be like this, quarreling, reconciling, and joking with each other... Will I be like Xing'er Xi'er? Generally carefree and snuggled up beside them...

"Young Master Su."

The sound of pattering rain brought Zheli back to reality, and Xiao's father, Xiao's mother, Xing'er went to work in the back kitchen again, Xi'er saw him standing in front of the door thoughtful, and asked aloud.

Zorei looked down at her, and she handed over a paper umbrella.

The two held umbrellas and walked on the sparsely populated street.

It rained just right.

Gently dripping on the bluestone streets, just enough to wash away the dirt and dirt without accumulating dirty puddles, which caught pedestrians off guard and wet their shoes.

"Winter is coming, and after a while, there will be more vendors between the two factions, selling some special products and new year's goods." Xi'er murmured, "While there is still a wave of business a year ago, I have to Think of a way to attract customers."

Zheli looked at her.

Such a weak body seems to have a lot of strength.

One morning, Xi'er and him went shopping all over the market, researched several well-run inns, and memorized many new ideas and ideas.

Their inn is remote, but more secluded, and the board and lodging is more suitable for those guests who are looking for cheap and large meals. With this feature, some new dishes and plans may be designed, which may increase the number of guests.

After returning to the inn for lunch, in the gloomy autumn rain, the girl had been thinking about the dishes seriously behind the counter.

"Master Su!" There was a running sound of "thump, thump, thump" from outside, Zheli looked back from the window sill, and saw Xi'er pushing the door in.

The girl's skirt was still shaking, and she eagerly shook the menu in her hand: "Take a look at my newly written menu."

After reading the menu, Zheli felt that it was not bad. She put together a few dishes in the right amount and sold them with rice. It was cheap and could satisfy customers, which was very affordable.

"Actually, I don't really understand these," Zheli read it and handed it back to her, "but I think it's feasible. It's just about attracting customers, and I probably need to work on it."

Xi'er nodded: "Master Su, you are right, after a few days after the rain stops, the market will become lively, I plan to make some hot meals with my parents at noon and send them to the market to sell, and I will attract some customers to try try."

Zhe Li smiled admiringly, and she said apologetically and shyly, "I just think the young master is well-informed, so I want to show you."

After dinner, Zheli saw that Xi'er had packed up some leftovers and planned to go out with a food box.But seeing that it was already dark, Zheli said to go with her.

The road outside the village was a bit muddy, but fortunately, the rain had stopped, and it seemed that it would not rain again tomorrow.

Xi'er chatted with Zheli all the way, and then they arrived at a ruined temple at the entrance of the village.

Although it can be seen that the temple has been deserted for a long time, there are still traces of cleaning, the stones at the door are still clean, candles are burning in the temple, and the broken door that has been simply repaired is concealed.

"Blind Uncle, I've brought something here." Xi'er stood outside and called softly.

A figure rushed out from the door, Da Huang Sha, who was supposed to be wagging his tail and rubbing Xi'er's calf affectionately, stood between the door and Xi'er, baring his teeth vigilantly and whining at Zhe Li.

"Rhubarb." Xi'er squatted down and stretched out her hand to call it, "Come on, don't be afraid."

A skinny old man wandered out from behind the door, with a hunchback, one eye was completely black, the other eyeball was gray, his lips were sunken into his mouth, leaning on a stick made of branches, he grinned and said, "Young girl is here." "He said and I called Dahuang with an old voice, "Dahuang, come back."

Rhubarb listened to him very much, and immediately returned to him, wagging his tail and looking at Zheli, not seeing the viciousness just now.

"Bringing friends." Empty and ashen eyes turned to Zheli.

"Yes, Uncle Blind," Xi'er walked over, "He is a guest staying in our inn, Mr. Su."

Uncle Blind turned to push the door open, and said with a smile, "Master Su, come in quickly. It's so dark, I don't worry if someone sees you off." He muttered in a low voice.

Zheli nodded at him.

Didn't sit for long.

There was nothing decent in the dilapidated temple, just a tattered straw mat, loosely covered with weeds, and covered with a dark quilt.

Xi'er handed the food to Uncle Blind, asked him how his life was and what else he needed, and told him to be careful when going out due to the bad weather and slippery roads, so he left.

When he left, the blind uncle stood at the door for a long time until he could no longer see the two of them.

In fact he couldn't see very clearly.

The rhubarb was sent all the way to the bright place on the main street, and then ran back.

Xi'er said that Uncle Blind used to be a resident of Xiaojiawan, and his two sons were stoned to death when they went out to work, and his wife was too sad to go. He lost his ability to work slowly, and his thatched hut collapsed, so he begged along the street and lived in this dilapidated temple.

Blind Uncle used to be a good person, but unfortunately his life was too hard.Therefore, their family often sends some things to help them.

There is still no news from the Qian family. It is estimated that the weather is getting colder, and they may not act until after the beginning of spring.

This also means that Zheli will stay here for a while.

The next day the sky cleared, and the summer heat dragged its tail away completely, leaving behind a field of brilliant yellow dead leaves, and the open space outside the town was covered with newly harvested rice.In the backyard, Xiao's mother took out a dustpan filled with sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that she didn't know when to pick them, and put them in the sun.

Traveling merchants with donkeys, horses, oxen, and goods appeared one after another on the commercial road, and the streets became lively again.

Near noon, Xiao's father and his two daughters went out with food. Not long after, Xi'er led a donkey and led the guests back.

In the afternoon, several tourists came in one after another, and the family was busy all day.Zheli also does odd jobs with Xiao's mother.

The business in the store gradually improved, and Xi'er no longer went out to sell food with her father, but took on the job of collecting the bills in the store, and also helped pass the food.

Xiao's mother is often busy in the kitchen, and Myolie will also help in the kitchen.

Because there were not enough guest rooms, Zheli took the initiative to move down from upstairs and lived in a small spare room in the backyard. Outside the room was the small courtyard of the back kitchen, where some onions and garlic were planted, and the kitchen was opposite.

There is a small door on the west side of the yard, leading out to a small alley, and behind it is the stable, and the toilet is also there.There are also two pigs and some chickens and ducks in the pigsty next to the stable.There is a well in the east of the yard, and a bathhouse is built next to it.

The chrysanthemums in the courtyard are in full bloom, clusters of yellow wild chrysanthemums are clustered at the base of the wall, and it is very lively.After the Double Ninth Festival, the weather became colder and colder again.

The water in the kitchen was gurgling, and he woke up from a nap. Zheli lay lazily on the small bed and looked out at the sunshine through the window.

In these ordinary and warm days, Zheli gradually misses the days of Qingwu. In fact, this kind of time is very similar to that before he did not practice on the mountain.

The only difference is that he never missed his parents before, but now he will miss them.

Even in the etiquette their appearance has been blurred.

He would also think about nonsense, what he was doing at this time, and whether he would also like such a leisurely life.