Millennium drunk

Rong Shisan thought that Bai Suhe disliked the rudimentary village, so he said a few words of relief, spread a few newspapers on the ground, lay down and continued his return to sleep.

Lan Zui and Bai Suhe slept on the wooden bed in the inner room.After walking for more than four hours before recovering, Lan Zui fell asleep quickly, Bai Suhe didn't know whether he recognized the bed or felt that the bed was too hard and he panicked.

"Sister, long time no see." The tone of the faint and resentful voice is really pleasant, but it can't help but make people feel pity.Bai Suhe felt that she was sitting on a couch, looking sideways at the person opposite, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Is sister okay outside? My sister always misses her, and often dreams about our childhood." The opposite continued, clearly nostalgic, but with unspeakable sorrow, Bai Suhe obviously felt that her heart had been betrayed It hurts faintly.

"You... have lost weight." Bai Suhe seemed to be involuntary, these words came out of her mouth, but the voice was not quite the same as hers.

There was no response from the other side, Bai Suhe panicked for no reason, she hurriedly stood up to reach out to the foggy person in front of her, the fog suddenly dissipated when she reached out.

Bai Suhe woke up suddenly, the light coming in from the window was faintly gray, Lan Zui was sitting in front of the window, holding a book and looking through the light, when she heard the noise, she raised her head and said to Bai Suhe: "Bai beauty, you are willing to wake up You muttered in your sleep next to my pillow, I didn't expect you to still have the problem of talking in your sleep."

Insufficient sleep, the blood vessels on both sides of Bai Suhe's temples are bulging and painful, Bai Suhe reaches out and presses his temples and ignores Lan Zui.After a while, Bai Suhe got better and saw that Lan Zui was still flipping through something like a book, and frowned, "What are you reading?"

"It was found from under the pillow, old thing." Lan Zui closed the booklet, and shook it at Bai Suhe: "Do you know this word? It looks like a ghostly talisman."

There are three characters written on the surface of the booklet, which are neither cursive nor script, nor seal script nor regular script, with complicated strokes, Bai Suhe couldn't tell what the characters were after looking at them for a long time.

"Handwritten book, made of silk. The silk is yellow and torn. This Mongolian Zheng is a waste. It's just pressed under the pillow." This booklet is made of good material, comparable to the painting she brought out from Mrs. Qin's tomb , but the above words are not everyone's handwriting.Even though Lan Zui couldn't read the characters, he could still tell that it was a woman's handwriting, the handwriting was more than delicate, but the strength of the wrist was insufficient, and it was sloppy when turning around.It looked like a notebook or something.Mengzheng hid things under the pillow, obviously it was very important to her.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open without even knocking.Mengzheng greeted: "Dinner!" His eyes glanced at the booklet in Lan Zui's hand, his smile immediately changed into a nervous expression, and he rushed over and snatched it from Lan Zui's hand.

"Um... I found it under your pillow." It would be rude to turn over the owner's things without the owner's permission, Lan Zui said softly, watching Mengzheng carefully smooth the booklet, just like a sweetheart.

"Mengzheng, what is this? Why can't I understand any of the words written on it?" In the end, curiosity overcame shame, and Lan Zui continued to wrap around Mengzheng thick-skinned.

"Father and mother left it to Er." Mengzheng was still heartbroken: "Know a little bit, dad taught me."

Hearing that it was a relic of his parents, Lan Zui didn't want to ask further questions, so he simply changed the subject following Meng Zheng: "Didn't you say to eat? Let's go, we are almost starving to death."

Mengzheng also brought over two sets of clothes borrowed from others, Lan Zui and Bai Suhe changed into them, Lan Zui was fine, but Bai Suhe was tall, she was a bit shorter on the clothes and trousers.It was quite ridiculous at first, but Bai Suhe had a haughty temperament, so he chose to wear the country clothes in a different way, and then washed them again. When Bai Suhe went out, Mengzheng's eyes lit up and he was stunned.

Although Lan Zui is also beautiful, she is a kind of smart and delicate beauty, unlike Bai Suhe who can dominate the scene with her height.So this time, no matter what expression Bai Suhe puts on, Mengzheng has been sneaking around her, making Bai Suhe's expression even colder.

The people who were plowing the fields outside were back, most of their children ran away, and they had heard a lot of things outside, so they had no hostility towards the arrival of the three of them.The people in the mountains are simple and enthusiastic. This meal was made at the village head's house. Everyone in the village participated, including the three of them, a total of fifteen people.Two native chickens were newly killed, mushrooms and wild vegetables were boiled in the pot, and the house was full of fragrance when the fire boiled.From time to time, Lan Zui and Rong Shisan told the villagers some interesting things outside, and Meng Zheng translated them into the language of their village. The meal was extremely harmonious.

To say that the only person who was not in harmony was Bai Suhe, who left the room after hastily picking up two bowls of rice.It was completely dark now, and the village was completely dark without electricity, only the house behind her laughed from time to time.Bai Suhe sat on the cool chair outside the house, staring at the darker and darker mountains in the distance in a daze.

Who is that person in the dream?

Chen Yifei woke up in a daze once in the evening, fed some chicken soup and passed out again, nothing serious happened.After eating and drinking enough, the three of them had nothing to worry about, and continued to get a good night's sleep.This time, Bai Suhe had no dreams all night, she didn't wake up until the sun was over the next day.

Rong Shisan and Lan Zui got up early, and they walked around the village for a long time but didn't see any relics of the sacrificial hall. It seems that they were destroyed by time long ago.After running around in those houses, I still didn't see any good things, probably the old things were taken out by the juniors to exchange for money.The two were extremely disappointed, when Bai Suhe woke up, the three said goodbye to Mengzheng and set off for the neighboring village.

Today, someone in the village happened to be going to the next village to pick up things, and the three of them, plus Chen Yifei, got a ride.It took another four hours for the mule cart to go from Mengjia Village to the next village.The village next door is much more modern than Mengjia Village. The government has connected electricity and built a village road.The mobile phone signal in the village is still intermittent, but there are wired phones.The three settled down at the only self-built small hotel in the village, and soon got in touch with Mr. Rong.

This village is not too far away from Baiyun City. It was only developed in Baiyun City. This is an area with deep mountains and hills. The development speed is slow, and many surrounding villages and towns are under construction slowly.The few of them entered the water from that national road, walked around the tomb of Jun Yihuang, and walked in the middle of the mountain, and turned into the most remote mountain, only to experience the barrenness without modern tools. Suburban life.

Guy Rong is planning to pick up people in a cross-country car, which really makes people look sideways in this village.On the phone, Rong Shisan asked his buddy to bring the money, and took two stacks of villagers who privately stuffed them with the Meng family to send them out, and asked him to take them back to the village.The villager had never seen so much money in his life, and he was dumbfounded.It wasn't until Rong Shisan and the others got into the car that the villager still hadn't recovered and murmured, but no one could understand it.