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Chapter 745: Chopping meat in the middle of the night

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    The old lady was trembling and looked very nervous.

    We looked at each other and subconsciously felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so why didn¡¯t we just knock on the door?  As for being so nervous?  When I thought of the dead guy that the tractor hit earlier, I subconsciously stood up and ran straight to the door!

    "Young man, sit down, nothing is wrong!" When the old man saw that I was about to open the door, he pulled me back with an embarrassed look on his face, and said to the old lady: "Go and see who it is. It's so late at night."  Don¡¯t let people stop.¡±

    The old lady sneered and walked over after hesitating again and again. I was always keeping an eye on the door. If anything happens, I can take action at any time!

    However, it turned out that I had overthought it. When the door opened, nothing happened. There were only three red flowers stuck on the door handle.  There was no one outside the door. It seemed that the person who sent the flowers had left!

    The old lady was relieved and quickly closed the door!

    Cang Yan fell in love with the fiery red flowers as soon as she saw them. She was a little excited and said quickly: "Auntie, don't close the door yet. Those flowers are so beautiful. Why don't you take them in? Can you give them to me?"

    After all, she is a girl, and she likes flowers very much when she sees them.

    The old lady poked her head outside, took the flowers in, quickly closed the door and said with a smile: "They are not expensive flowers, they are probably just a child's prank. If you like it, girl, just accept it!"

    Where did the child come from?  We walked so far into the village that we didn't even see anyone on the street.

    Having experienced so much strife and calculation, and suffered so much hardship, I am now wary of everything!  Just like this flower that suddenly appeared, could it be someone's trap?  I wanted to stop and check, but Aya shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, this is a sasanqua that is very common here. It blooms in this season. This flower was everywhere in the village when I was a child."

    ¡°It turns out that¡¯s the case, then it doesn¡¯t matter.

    Speaking of flowers blooming, it¡¯s really warm here and the trees outside are still green. It was snowing heavily when we set off from Yuncheng, so it was a little hard to get used to it.

    After dinner, the old lady led us up to the wooden building with an oil lamp. Cangyan and Aya lived inside, and the three of us lived outside.  The decoration was very old. I doubted it was from the Qing Dynasty. The bamboo frame swayed as soon as I lay on the bed.  But it is still clean. There is a bamboo corridor outside the window and a small garden below. Not far from the courtyard is the Lancang River and an unknown snow-capped mountain in the distance.

    With only one oil lamp, I asked Cang Yan and the others to take it to the inner room, while the three of us smoked and talked outside.  The old lady repeatedly asked not to go out if there was any movement at night. There was a lot of water here and it was not safe at night.

    After a day of hard work, I was indeed a little tired. The lights in the room went out soon. Cangyan and the others were probably asleep. The three of us smoked a cigarette and lay down separately.

    If Lao Shi¡¯s snore is like a heavy-duty truck, then Liu Dajin¡¯s snore is like a steam engine train. The two snored so loudly that the old wooden building was shaken by dust.

    I couldn¡¯t sleep because I was tossing and turning, and I felt a slight pain in my head.  Opening his eyes and one side of his face, he noticed something moving outside the window, like a hand trying to climb!

    I stood up involuntarily, opened the small door and went up to the bamboo corridor outside the window. I looked around and saw nothing special.  In the distance, the Langcang River was filled with sounds of water, and there seemed to be some faint green light floating on it. It seemed that this place was indeed not peaceful. Judging from the light, there should be water ghosts haunting it!

    I rubbed my face, and suddenly I felt that the air was a little special and the aroma was charming. However, if I sniffed my nose and smelled it carefully, it seemed that the fragrance was mixed with a little stench!

    I couldn't help lowering my head, and then I saw that I didn't know what kind of plant was planted in the small garden. I stuck my head and climbed up to the second floor. This thing is very cute. I have never seen it in the north. It has yellow flowers.  The big flower has a lot of moths gathered in it, and it smells great!  As for the smell, it came from the garden, maybe farmyard manure or something like that!

    I was about to turn around and go back to the house when I suddenly heard the sound of chopping chopping boards coming from downstairs.

    The sound is not loud, but from the sound of the falling knife, you can tell that the knife is very heavy and it is used very quickly. It should be cutting meat.

    At this moment, the old lady came out of the front door, carrying a wooden bucket in her hand, and walked shakily into the garden.  Just cutting meat at night, watering the flowers in the middle of the night?  There is something special about this old couple!

    I subconsciously hid behind the window frame and saw the old lady glance at our room twice, then pour the contents of the bucket into the flower bed, clapped her hands, and returned to the building with satisfaction.

    After the old lady left, I went up to the balcony again, and suddenly I felt that the fragrance was heavier than before, but the smell hidden in the fragrance was alsoAdded a bit of fishy, ??bloody flavor.

    I hesitated for a moment, feeling more and more something was wrong, so I simply made a big loop and slid downstairs, pulling on the wooden pillar.

    Stepping lightly, I entered the garden. The pungent smell and fishy smell made it difficult for me to adapt.  I covered my nose and squatted down, and when I took a closer look, I saw that the flower bed under the starlight was actually dark. I reached out and touched a little bit, and when I saw it, I saw that it was blood!

    Damn it, watering flowers with blood?

    My heart started beating wildly, and I stood up suddenly and walked out. Unexpectedly, my feet seemed to be tripped by vines and I almost fell.  I glanced back and saw that it was a flower vine.

    I tiptoed to the front door, turned sideways and looked in, and saw that the old man was carefully chopping the bones on a chopping board.  Even though the old man is old, the big kitchen knife in his hand is not light. It weighs fifteen or six pounds at a glance, and the bloody big bone stick can be chopped into several sections easily!

    What makes me a little disgusted is that the old lady was actually looking through the gifts we bought for Aya¡¯s family. She grabbed the best dried fruits and ate them. She looked ugly when she ate them, like a pig that was stealing food.

    "Are you asleep?" the old man who was chopping meat asked without raising his head.

    The old lady glanced upstairs and hummed: "Can you not sleep? You sleep like a pig!"

    "The plum camellias have been delivered. I'm a little worried." The old man put down the knife and looked at the old lady and said.

    "What are you afraid of? We are a whole village, how can we be afraid of that little girl?"

    The old man nodded and hummed: "That's right, go take a look and make sure you are fast asleep. That university biology professor almost had a problem last time!"

    The old lady nodded and headed for the stairs.

    No matter what, these two old guys are a bit different. There is no previous kindness in their words, which always makes people feel a little uneasy.

    Watching the old lady go upstairs, I quickly ran to the window. Suddenly I felt a light under my feet. It turned out to be a limited edition Salomon hiking shoe. This thing seemed to cost more than a thousand dollars a pair, and it was 80% new.  Why are you still under the eaves

    I looked to the side and saw that they were all kinds of outdoor shoes, such as Pathfinder, Camel, and Wolf Claw. They were of varying degrees of newness and oldness, and some were almost rotting (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel  .com
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