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Yuan Xiaofang's parents left Baoshi Village on the third day. Yuan's mother, Lu Shufen, had diabetes for many years. As time went by, Xiaofang still had no news, which made her mental outlook worse and worse.
Yuan Chenhua had no choice but to make a decision to take her home, and then retired early to start a long journey of finding a daughter.
It's just that what they didn't expect was that they were once so close to their beloved daughter.
After they left, they got further and further away from their beloved daughter step by step.
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This summer vacation was a long one for Deng Xiaoguang. First, his father slipped and fell off a cliff, turning the three siblings into children without parents.
Then Teacher Yuan, who had always cared for him, disappeared.
Most of the time, he leads his family's big ox on the hillside and looks at the school at the entrance of the village in a daze.
With Teacher Yuan around, the children in the village have finally gone to school in the past two years.
Now that Teacher Yuan is gone, will he and his friends still go to school when school starts?
Also, isn't the woman I saw at that weird man's house on the mountain really Teacher Yuan?
After Teacher Yuan's parents left the village, the young policeman with a particularly good-looking smile, Uncle Chen, often came to visit him.
After he comes, he will bring a lot of useful and food.
More often, he would see Uncle Chen wandering up the mountain to the north.
Deng Xiaoguang understood that Uncle Chen did not completely believe that the weird man on Beishan was innocent as other people in the village said.
Two weeks later, Uncle Chen stopped going up the mountain.
Deng Xiaoguang understood that the police uncle gave up.
Every time he looked at the house hidden in the mountain, he always had an urge to go up again to see if Teacher Yuan was there.
However, for a long time, he couldn't overcome his fear of strange people.
Every time I want to go up the mountain, I think of what my father said before he was alive. His father Deng Songming said that when he was young, that weird person once opened his ass.
If I provoke that person rashly, will I be chased and beaten by that strange man like my father did when he was young?
One week before school started, Deng Xiaoguang was grazing cattle on the hillside at the foot of the mountain in the evening.
When he was staring at the school in a daze, he saw that strange man, who was limping towards the entrance of the village.
A bold idea arises spontaneously.
The weirdo is not there, at this moment he can go to the house on the mountain to take a look.
The ox was tied to the thick pine tree in the forest, and the small figure walked on the path between the mountains.
Perhaps because of excitement, or because of fear, the small body trembled involuntarily.
In the house on the mountain, the door of the main room was closed, and the iron lock was still holding the door.
Looking in from the window, although it was broad daylight, the room was extremely dark due to the light.
On that shabby bed, the mosquito net was lifted, there was no woman, and there was no white printed skirt on the ground.
The firewood room, the stove room, and the main room where sundries are piled up, the old-fashioned door bolts have been in disrepair for a long time, and the locks can no longer be hung, so they are not locked, especially the door of the hall, which is half open.
That's right, what can a poor old bachelor have to lock up?
9-year-old Deng Xiaoguang carefully searched for every possible hiding place.
The cool breeze in the mountains didn't make him feel a bit of coolness, but a kind of guilt-ridden fear made his heart beat faster, and his body was covered with sweat.
On the stove in the kitchen, there was still half a pot of porridge in the big iron pot.
Two large used bowls and two pairs of chopsticks were randomly placed on the chopping board.
These two bowls made Deng Xiaoguang suspicious. The weirdo lives here alone. Why are there two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls?
A small flame of hope suddenly ignited in my heart, and a kind of conjecture arose spontaneously.
Could the other bowl belong to Teacher Yuan?
However, just after he searched all over the house.
He began to doubt his own idea. It is entirely possible for a weirdo to live alone with one bowl in the morning, another bowl at noon, and another bowl at night.
What about washing together after use?
The weirdo came back quickly. In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago. It is now in the evening, so it shouldn¡¯t be too late for the weirdo to go down the mountain?Walking away.
When Deng Xiaoguang was about to come out from the main room, Deng Jincai appeared in the yard humming a little song.
Through the window of the main room, he saw Deng Jincai holding a little chicken in his hand, humming a ditty that he didn't understand, which made him very happy.
That reed chicken, a reed chicken from Deng Xiaomao's house at the entrance of the village, has a bell tied around its neck.
Because the good-looking reed chicken is Deng Xiaomao's darling, and now it has become the prey in the hands of weirdos.
Deng Xiaoguang understood why the chickens in the village were always inexplicably missing, and they were all taken away by this strange man.
For quite a long time, Deng Xiaoguang had no chance to go out, and his heart was beating.
A pair of eyes have been staring at the strange man outside from the window.
He took a chair and started working on the chick.
When the sharp knife that reflected the light went down, the chicken didn't even groan, and its neck was broken.
Then, scalding, plucking, dissection, and a whole set of movements flowed smoothly.
? Meticulous and neat.
When the last setting sun on Nanshan went down, the night in the mountains came down as soon as it was said.
Deng Xiaomao's reed chicken was tidied up and placed on the round table in the yard, but the weirdo was not in a hurry to go back to the stove to stew his chicken.
Instead, he went back to the house and took half a bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts.
Taking advantage of the gentle evening breeze, I began to sip wine comfortably and hum a little song.
When Deng Jincai was sipping wine most happily, Grandma Deng Xiaoguang's voice sounded from the foot of the mountain.
"Little Light, Little Light"
People in the mountains like to shout, to eat and to go home, so the voice of shouting echoes in the mountains, kind and warm.
Deng Xiaoguang naturally did not dare to respond.
Until grandpa appeared in front of Yuanba out of breath.
"Ah Cai, have you seen my little light?"
Grandpa disturbed Deng Jincai for drinking and humming a ditty.
So Deng Jincai's voice is quite unfriendly.
"What's the light, I saw a hammer, why don't you, old man, I'm impatient, and dare to come to my door to talk nonsense, why don't you get out of here."
Grandpa muttered in a low voice: "If you didn't see it, you didn't see it. Why are you getting angry?"
Deng Jincai stood up abruptly, pointed at Grandpa's nose and cursed.
"Do you dare to say one more thing to me? I beat you so old that you can't see the sun of tomorrow."
Grandpa Deng didn't dare to say anything anymore, turned around and left.
The next time will be difficult, and no matter how difficult it is, we will pass it.
When the smell of chicken soup wafted from the kitchen, Deng Xiaoguang finally got out of the yard in the dark and staggered down the hill. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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