It was already noon when I returned to the village.

The old house naturally had no food reserves, but Jiang Yue returned to the old house from the city the first day and brought back a lot of ingredients.

The kitchen is very simple, with only a small stove for burning honeycomb coal left, and hundreds of honeycomb coals were stored.

After all, it’s a holiday, so it can’t be too simple.

The salted duck is a cooked food brought back from the city, plus a plate of stir-fried beef, a plate of braised fish cubes, and a few home-cooked stir-fried ones.

This meal looks decent, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and a combination of color, fragrance and taste. It made Sangou's appetite wide.

"Second brother, let's discuss something?" Sangou grumbled while gnawing on the duck legs.

"No discussion!" Jiang Yue didn't raise his head.

"I haven't said anything yet." Sangou became anxious.

"I know something if I don't say it."

"Then tell me, if you don't say it right, you have to promise me something." Sangou shook his little cleverness.

"I want me to take you to the city, so you can! I will be admitted to the middle school in the city."

Jiang Yue knew Sangou's little thoughts.

The word "Test" made Sangou look like a balloon pricked with needles, and became wilted.

The duck legs in the mouth were suddenly irrelevant.

"Second brother, I promise to go and play for two days. Just take me to play."

There is a short holiday in Qingming Festival, and it is not a big deal to play for two or three days. However, Sangou, a boy born in the Year of the Monkey, can climb up along the pole.

Once you agree too well, there will inevitably be various subsequent requests. Let him hang on it first and then talk about it.

Sangou didn't know Jiang Yue's mind and was about to get involved, but someone shouted outside the yard.

“Is anyone at home?”

When the two brothers went out, they saw that they were passing old men.

The round hat and a blue-brown straw raincoat were worn, and a pair of rare straw shoes on her feet were covered with mud.

He is so hunched, and with a fish basket on his back, he looks even more hunched.

The straw raincoat was also very unique, much wider than the ordinary straw raincoat, with a faint strange pattern, which looked quite inconsistent. But overall, it can still be judged that he was a fisherman.

"Brother, the old man passed by here and asked for a bowl of water." The old man had a strong accent, and he could barely understand the words when he spoke. It was indeed the local accent of 180 miles.

"Dad father-in-law, why don't you come in and sit there?" Although the old Jiang family is not a prominent family, there is always a shortage of tutors. In terms of dealing with people, Jiang Yue has the skillful etiquette that is rare at this age.

"No, this mud should not be dirty at home." The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Sangou, go and pour a glass of water for your father-in-law."

Sanguushi walked in and poured a cup of warm boiled water.

The old man took the cup and just came to his mouth, he shook his head again: "The country people are so useless. They can't drink boiled water for the rest of their lives, and they will have a stomachache after drinking it. Just make some well water."

"Hey, look at your father-in-law, who doesn't drink boiled water? He likes to drink raw water?" Sangou complained, but he was not idle in his hand. He walked to the well next to the yard and drilled a small bucket.

Gugugugugu...

Although the old man is hunched and thin, he is quite proud when drinking water, and the amount is amazing.

A small bucket of water was drunk by him in the blink of an eye. He smacked his lips and felt a little unfulfilled.

Even Sangou, who is all-round food and drink, is amazing to see.

After taking the old man handed over the bucket, Sangou remembered for no reason that he had won the "Another bottle" of drinks in the city that year, and blurted out: "Another bucket?"

"Another bucket?" The old man seemed to consider whether this was a bit inappropriate, and then grinned happily, "Then let's another bucket."

Another bucket was down, and it turned out to be in the sky.

Sangou didn't say anything, but he muttered in his heart that he had only heard of a bucket of rice since ancient times, but this was the first time he had seen what a bucket of water was.

The old man seemed to have drunk enough this time, and waved his hand to leave.

After walking a few steps, he returned swayingly and waved to Jiang Yue.

"Brother, I drank two buckets of water for you and gave you a few words."

"Please tell me, father-in-law."

"Hehehe..." The old man smiled inexplicably, as if fish were spitting bubbles under his throat, and he seemed to have muttered something a few times, but he seemed to say nothing.

"Remember, remember."

The old man left a strange smile and staggered away.

"Sangou, have you heard clearly what he said?"

"Second brother, you didn't hear it clearly? The smelly old man was fooling us, right? He obviously didn't say anything." Sangou was annoyed and wanted to chase him to argue.

Jiang Yue held on and refused to let him go, shook his head: "Forget it, the old man is so old, he is just two buckets of well water."

The two brothers went back to the house in disappointment.

Before they could reach the main hall, the two brothers discovered something abnormal in the corridor.

"Huh? Second brother, what is written in this corridor?!"

There were three lines of large characters on the corridor, with the pen flowing like dragons and snakes, which was quite impressive.

The first and second lines have ten characters each, and the third lines have twelve.

Who wrote it?

The back door was closed, and there was no one in the room. The two of them were always outside the yard. It was impossible for anyone to come in through the yard.

And it’s unscientific to write so many words in just a short while.

The strangest thing is that this word is written by Shuihen.

It is common for Jiang Yue to write big characters in the city when dipped in water.

In the park and even in the open areas of the community, old men who like calligraphy often like to show off their skills like this.

It's weird, it's weird at four o'clock.

1. This word appears extremely strangely, with calm handwriting without any haste. It is difficult to complete the normal hand speed in such a short time.

2. The yard is so big. They stand at the door, only seven or eight meters between the corridor. Even if someone writes so many words secretly, it is impossible not to make any noise.

3. Generally, when writing large characters dipped in water, they will be written and melted immediately, and the traces will slowly fade until they disappear. However, the marks of the water marks seem to be thicker than ink, and there is no sign of gradually fading.

certainly--

The strangest thing is the content of these three lines of words!

The white tiger fights the green dragon, and the sky and the earth poke holes.

The backbone of the Vermilion Bird is broken, and there are many troubles in the world.

There are many places where right and wrong, so don’t stay for a long time.”

If Jiang Yue was just trying to guess and premonition before, these three lines of words suddenly appeared, completely breaking his last little bit of luck in his heart.

Those premonitions before may be really awesome.

After all, Sangou is only twelve years old. He has not understood these twisted words, but he has not yet graduated from elementary school, and is unable to figure out what the meaning is behind it. He grabbed the hatchet leaning against the door and rushed into the room.

I searched inside and out, and finally walked out in frustration.

Shaking his head: "The back door is closed, and there is no one in the room."

"Come with me." Jiang Yue had some insight and walked quickly outside the yard.

"The old man went here before, right?"

Jiang Yue took Sangou and followed the old fisherman's departure and followed the way, until the end of the road, and stopped near a small stream.

Jiang Yue opened the grass, a fish basket, and a pair of broken straw shoes were abandoned inside.

When you arrive at the stream, you will be dead ends unless you walk through it. However, there is a lot of rain during this period and the water in the stream is very deep. Not to mention an elderly man, even if he is in his prime, it is absolutely impossible to walk through it without the help of tools.

And even if you walk through the stream, there is no reason for you to throw away the fish basket.

"Second brother, look, there is something in the water!"

Sangou had sharp eyes and pointed at the water and shouted.

Sure enough, twenty or thirty meters downstream of the stream, a living thing suddenly sank and floated in the water.

The object has a head, limbs, a shell on its back, and a pattern on its shell.

It was an old turtle.

After seeing it clearly, Sangou sighed and felt a pity: "It would be great if there was a net. Such a big turtle, a big tonic. If you sell it in the town, it would be worth hundreds of dollars."

At this time, the advantage of young age is reflected.

If you are young and ignorant, ignorant and fearless, and you will not think about it, you will have no confusion.

As he went back, Sangou kept complaining about the old man who borrowed water to drink, thinking that he must have accomplices, deliberately pretending to be a ghost and teasing them.

As for the motive, Sangou attributed it to bullying the two of them was not old and the adults were not at home.
Chapter completed!