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Text Chapter 189. [Case 22] The old man in the old house

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    The woman still only stuck out her head, and the door blocked most of her body.  But judging from the position of her head on the door, she wasn't actually that tall.  Her eyes were still as suspicious as before, but because Hu Zongren said it was completely free, I think that was the main reason why she opened the door.  The woman looked past me with some hesitation, and then asked Hu Zongren, how did you know about our family?  Hu Zongren spread his hands and said, didn't my brother tell you just now? Someone told us. As for how this person knew about your family, I really don't know.  Originally, we didn't have to get involved in your family's affairs, but we are also in trouble ourselves. If we don't help you deal with your family's affairs, we will also suffer. The situation is no easier than yours.  Hu Zongren still looked carefree. When I stood with him, I seemed harmless.  The woman asked Hu Zongren, "Really?"  Then tell me what happened to our family. If you are right, I will ask you to help me.  If you say something wrong, go back to where you came from.  When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a little angry and a little petty. To put it more seriously, Hu Zongren and I were here to help, and we were still helping out voluntarily, without paying a penny. How could there be any reason to ask others for help?  To put it mildly, it's bad enough that there is no money to be made, and it makes us just like applying for jobs door-to-door. Our profession is not very high-end, but it is not as low-level as this.  So I interrupted and said to the woman, it depends on your own choice. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself to you. My name is Li Yifan, and the guy over there is Hu Zongren. We are already working in this industry.  It¡¯s been a long time, and I have to advise you that if we leave today, maybe no one will take care of your family¡¯s affairs, or even if you find someone, others will offer you a high price. You should consider it.  Be clear.  The woman looked at me, still unable to fully believe me.  She asked me, why do you prove that this is what you do?  I rolled my eyes and opened my pocket, revealing various tools inside. Among them were commonly used tools such as the red rope compass, rice bag charms, etc., as well as some messy things used to hold gods and ghosts. I said to the woman  , Sister, don¡¯t worry, we are not liars. If we ask you for a penny during this whole process, you will call the police and arrest us immediately.  After I repeatedly promised that I was not a bad person, the woman opened the door and let us in, but she made me feel very depressed. She was obviously here to help, but she made us feel hot and cold.  Before entering the house, for the sake of caution, I let Hu Zongren go in first, and I stood at the door and looked around.  There is a small road outside the door of this woman's house. On the other side of the road are some short houses similar to this woman's house built side by side. Behind this row of houses is the base of another section of the old city wall.  The wall here is not high, only about four or five meters. If my direction is correct, the back of this wall should be in the direction of the path we walked when we came here. In other words,  If I were standing at a higher altitude, I would be able to see the Science and Technology Museum and the Grand Theater in this direction.  After looking around, I found that no one was following me, except for the person who was doing laundry before who was still looking at me curiously.  I smiled casually at that person, with a sinister look in my smile, meaning that I had never seen a handsome guy before.  After entering the house, I felt that the scene suddenly flashed back to the outdoor movies I watched in the factory courtyard in the 1980s, black and white, with flashing snowflakes, because the poverty of this family has basically surpassed what I first saw.  expectations.  I have actually been to many old houses, but at least the houses just look old and have everything they should have inside.  But this family seems to be extremely poor.  Entering the house, there is a small square room. There is a window on the side where I stand. In front of the window is a square table with a few stools under it.  Opposite me are two rows of small countertops made of small stools joined together to serve as tables. The leftovers from yesterday¡¯s meal are also placed on them, covered with covers to prevent flies and mosquitoes.  On the right side is what looks like a cupboard made of ceramic tiles, but there are some sparsely placed white porcelain bowls inside, many of which have holes missing.  On the left is a very old-fashioned single-door Haier refrigerator. I bet this refrigerator is a few years younger than me.  There is an incense burner and candlestick placed above it, and behind the candlestick is a portrait on the wall.  I know the person in this portrait because he is the Kitchen God.  Usually when we buy portraits of the Kitchen God outside, there is usually a man and a woman on the picture, called the Kitchen God and the Kitchen God's grandmother. In fact, the Kitchen God's grandmother was added by the descendants. According to the formal inheritance,  Strictly speaking, there should only be one person who is the Kitchen God.  The Chinese people have realized very early in ancient times that the most important things in life are food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and among them, "food" is the most important. After all, if you starve to death, then the rest will  SampleIt's all nonsense.  As one of the earliest five gods worshiped by the common people, the Kitchen God has the highest status.  The so-called five gods refer to the door god, kitchen god, well god, toilet god, and house god. The five gods in each bureau, southeast, northwest, and common people believe that they protect their homes and homes.  Needless to say, the door god is the most common among everyone, but the positioning of the door god is relatively complicated. Except for the four heavenly kings, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhong Kui have all been regarded as door gods and have their portraits posted on the door by the common people.  The purpose is to prevent those monsters and ghosts from entering the house, but in fact if they really want to enter, the door is by no means their only choice.  The Well God is in charge of a water source, because in ancient times there were no such advanced things as running water, so everyone dug wells to get water.  The house god refers to the earth god. For example, if the house occupies as many acres as possible, the earth god of Baojia will help you take care of the peace of this square inch of land.  Nowadays, there are very few people who donate land to the public, because the land has become the state's. Developers can dig and push whenever they want. What really has the final say is the money in people's hands, the land.  In front of these people, the public is actually useless.  Next is the God of the Toilet. The God of the Toilet is also called the God of the Toilet. This person will defecate if he wants to eat. In my opinion, the God of the Toilet is the most important god in the whole house after the God of Kitchen. For example, when we go out to stay in a hotel, the hotel  The rooms usually don't have kitchens, so there's no problem of eating. So the hotel will definitely have one, which is a toilet. This is why every time I go out to stay in a hotel, the first thing I do after I open the room and enter the door is  The reason why I went to the toilet to say goodbye first.  And the Kitchen God blesses the family to have enough to eat and be full. When it comes to food and clothing, the stomach is the first thing to be solved.  After looking at the furnishings of this family's hut, I felt that they really needed a kitchen god. However, there was already a thick layer of ash on the incense burner and candlesticks. It was not incense ash. There was a burnt out incense candle stick still inserted.  In the stove, it is not difficult to tell that this family has not offered incense to the Stove Lord for a long time.  So I continued walking inside, and next to the leftovers, there was a small door. The small door was a wooden door that was not even painted. There was a small window in the shape of an inverted "sun" on the door.  There was a hole in the glass on one of the small windows, and a wire coming from the room happened to get through the hole.  I thought to myself that this family is really down-to-earth, so there is still a lot of work left to nail.  It started to get dark after entering the house. Since there was no window open, the door at the back of the house was tightly closed. I could only see the light outside through the crack in the door. I also judged by this bright outline.  There is another door out of there.  The woman walked to the bedside in the dark and gently turned on a desk lamp. This desk lamp was not a switch type, but a twist type. The intensity of the light could be controlled according to the angle of rotation.  When the lights came on, I could clearly see the situation in this small room. What I have to say is that I even felt that this lamp was a relatively high-end item in this room.  I saw a cabinet with three drawers behind me. I didn¡¯t know what it contained. The cabinet was tall, and there was an old-fashioned, nearly square spherical small color TV set on it. I only had such a TV.  You can only see it at those Sanxiaxiang tasting events or flea markets.  Next to the TV is a memorial tablet and a portrait.  On the portrait, there is an old woman wearing black clothes and a wrinkled face.  Since I had just returned from Zhang¡¯s mother¡¯s house in Hutouyan a few days ago, this scene seemed a bit familiar.  Soon I couldn't help but wonder, is this family a ghost, and is it related to the old woman in the photo?  Of course, since the other party didn't say anything, we didn't ask directly.  When I looked at Hu Zongren, he nodded slightly to me, indicating that he had noticed this, but neither of us said anything.  After a few months, I actually spent more than half of my time with Hu Zongren, and it was fine that I was often regarded as gay. After all, we both knew in our hearts that we were not.  However, over the past few days, Hu Zongren and I have formed a very high degree of tacit understanding in a subtle way. Often we don't need to speak, just use some simple eyes or expressions, and we can roughly know what the other person wants to express.  Two people with completely different personalities have become close comrades-in-arms because of these trivial matters.  To the right of the desk lamp is a wardrobe. There is an oval mirror on the wardrobe. The whole cabinet is red, that kind of red and black color.  On the other side of the desk lamp, there is a wooden bed with the same color as the cabinet. On the wooden bed is a red silk cup, which is probably the kind of festive flower quilt that people gave when they got married in the 1980s.  There was a person sleeping under the quilt. That person was an old man. He had his eyes closed and his cheeks were sunken, but he tried to open his mouth into an O shape and breathed slowly.  ¡°If I hadn¡¯t been the first to know that this was a ghost thing, I would have thought that this old man was probably on his way out.
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