Chapter 151 Grave Keeper and Little Book Monster

  In a cemetery on the outskirts of Jincheng.

   Everything was silent, the wind blew away a cloud, the sun was leaning on the tombstone, and the words "Lafather Shitingsong" were engraved on the tombstone.

   Mochizuki in black stood in front of the tombstone.

   In the scorching summer, the cemetery was deserted at first glance, only the grass and the branches of the countless Zhizhi shouted "Know, know, know".

  When Mochizuki was sweating profusely, he was cleaning the weeds around the tombstone with his bare hands.

   After cleaning up the weeds, he took the handkerchief he brought and poured pure water, and patiently wiped the marble tombstone.

  The tombstones were wiped, and then the flowers, fruits, incense, paper money, etc. brought over were placed one by one.

  When the paper money and incense were lit, white smoke rose from the blue sky.

   attracted the tomb guards who were patrolling in the distance to check.

   When he walked in, the tomb keeper stood on the road below the hillside of the cemetery carrying a shovel and shouted, "Little girl, is this time to see your uncle?"

   is an old man with a rough voice.

When    was speaking, he still had a cigarette in his mouth, and his words were a little unclear.

   Shi Mochizuki's hand paused and stood up, "Little girl?"

   He also held a freshly lit incense in his hand.

   The tomb guards saw clearly that this was a very beautiful young man, not a girl.

   "Yo, I'm sorry, young man, you read it wrong, you read it wrong." He then added: "The weather is dry, be careful with the candles, young man, pay attention to the fire when worshipping the ancestors."

   After the exhortation, the tomb keeper carried the shovel and prepared to leave.

   Shi Mochizuki quickly put the incense in his hand, and then took a few steps down the cemetery to block him.

   "Hello, old man, may I ask your surname?" He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over.

The tomb keeper looked at the young man's warm and jade-like face, and then looked at the young man's hands and the world. On his dark face, he smiled and showed a slightly chipped tooth, "Your surname is He, everyone calls me Lao He. , I'm watching this land."

   "He Lao, borrow a fire." Shi Mochizuki pulled out a cigarette.

   Lao He, the tomb keeper, took the cigarette **** out of his mouth.

  Shi Mochizuki went over to take a few puffs and lit the cigarette, "You take this cigarette and smoke it, I still need to delay your time and ask you about something."

  The tomb keeper generously took the cigarette he gave and stuffed it into his pocket.

   "What's the matter with young people, you can ask."

   Shi Mochizuki took a deep breath of cigarettes and asked, "Have you ever seen someone else come to visit your father before?"

   He pointed to the tomb he had just worshipped.

The tomb-keeper squinted at the tombstone on the hillside, "Yes, every year during the Qingming Festival, a girl doll comes over and takes a lot of flowers, paper money, incense, and after worshipping, he will sit and recite the scriptures for a while. Days come occasionally."

   Mochizuki's heart trembled, "Is she a very beautiful girl?"

   Lao He Yan looked up at the locust tree above his head, and there was an indescribable expression on his face, it was admiration, it was amazing, "A good-looking girl doll comes alone every time."

   "Every time?" Mochizuki's hand holding the cigarette trembled.

   "Once or twice a year, maybe seven or eight years, maybe eight or nine years. I can't remember exactly."

  When Mochizuki's heart seemed to be blooming with flowers, it was about to jump out.

  …

   Jincheng, Xie family villa.

   "Paper monster, where are you?" Xie Yizun stood under the spiral staircase on the first floor and shouted upstairs.

   "Stop shouting, your sister will come down when she's done." Just after lunch, Xia Youqing was walking back and forth in the living room to digest food.

   "Ink vampire, where are you?" Xie Yizun continued to shout without looking at his mother.

  Xia You glanced at him innocently, "What kind of messy names are they?"

  Xie Yizun turned to look at her: "She loves reading books so much, so I call her that."

  Xia Youqing was speechless, "Stop screaming, your sister is going to rest."

   Xie Yizun paused and asked, "Is my sister going to bed?"

  Xia Youqing turned around and said, "She wakes up so early in the morning, so she must fall asleep at noon. How can she not rest in such a hot noon? You think everyone is like you, jumping up and down like a monkey."

   Xie Yizun walked back to the living room in frustration.

   He sat down on the sofa lazily, picked up the remote control and changed the channel randomly, "Since I haven't been here for so long, I don't want to play games with me for a while."

  Xia Youqing said, "Didn't she accompany you in the morning?"

  Xie Yizun pouted, "It took less than half an hour to play."

   "Your sister is someone who has never played games. It's enough to play with you for half an hour." Xia Youqing sat down beside her son.

"My daughter usually works hard, so she has to rest more when she is on vacation. Be good, let my sister sleep for a while." Grandma Xie brought out a plate of melons from the kitchen with a smile, "This is the morning when my daughter and I were in the vegetable garden. Picked it, tasted it, and it was delicious."

   "Thank you grandma."

   Xie Yizun reached out and took out two slices of cut cantaloupe, gave one to his mother, and took a big bite of the other.

  The melons were picked in the morning and washed by Ning Youguang and refrigerated in the refrigerator. Now they are good to eat.

   As soon as Xie Yizun bit into his mouth, he reached out and gave his grandma a big thumbs up, "Grandma, you are so amazing that you can grow such a delicious cantaloupe."

   Grandma Xie was so relieved by the rainbow fart of the little grandson, "There is still in the refrigerator, and I can eat it when my daughter wakes up."

   Xie Yizun nodded immediately, "I'll get it for my sister later."

  …

  At noon in summer, the sun is like a fire burning the earth.

  Ning Youguang was lying on the beige tatami, turning on the air conditioner, and flipping through a book with relish.

  Because she just had a full meal, she is not ready to sleep yet.

   A few years ago, Xia Youqing re-finished the house with a designer, so now the decoration style of Xie's villa is very different from before.

  Ning a bright room is no longer a pink and tender princess room.

   She was finally able to live in this room.

   Xie Yizun called her various nicknames downstairs, she heard them all clearly, but did not intend to respond.

  The quiet and cool space made her just want to read a book quietly, and didn't want to pay attention to the energetic bear children.

   She likes everything about books.

   She also has many special little "book monsters" to help her find books from all over the world.

   The current book is an out-of-print book that Shi Mochizuki, one of the little book monsters, helped her to find from a used bookstore in the United States.

   She has only just started watching these two days, and she is fascinated.

  Because I wanted to quickly read the book in my hand, I was a little absent-minded when I played with Xie Yizun in the morning.

  Xie Yizun, that little boy, a ghost and a ghost.

   She made a desertion, and he could notice it immediately.

   He asked, "Sister, why don't you play games seriously?"

   She said, "I want to read a book."

   Therefore, Xie Yizun, who was in a hurry, gave her a bunch of messy nicknames.

The two sentences    just shouted downstairs were two of the nicknames he arranged this morning.

   Was disturbed by the roar of the bear child, Ning Youguang smiled slightly as he noticed his thoughts flying around.

   In the quiet room, she smiled, and even the sunlight outside the window seemed to be much gentler.

   (end of this chapter)