C24 (2/2)

It was the underworld money given to the dead!

Just now, he really did feel that the wind was very evil, but he didn't expect that not only did it blow the two paper men to pieces, it even blew over a large pile of underworld money.

After lunch, I went out to take care of some farm work. Unknowingly, it was already evening.

Although there were many accidents at home, life still had to continue and could not be stopped. The villagers still relied on farming to survive. No matter what, the heaven and earth could not be abandoned.

When my adoptive father was alive, he paid special attention to my field and would basically go there every day.

Actually, he didn't need to see it every day, but his adoptive father almost never pulled it off.

Now that he thought about it, his adoptive father's life was actually very boring. Drinking, mourning, staying at home, sleeping, going to the fields, going to Aunt Zhang's house, repeating these things.

Maybe it was because it was too boring, so when he had nothing to do, he started to think about some weird things, and he took it as a pleasure to abuse me.

The sky wasn't completely dark yet, so with Lingling's help, I closed the window again.

I've worked with my adoptive father since I was a kid, and I've done most of the work of building windows and walls.

It was a good thing that he had spare glass at home. Otherwise, he would have been frozen by the cold tonight.

The sky was still dark. Even though I genuinely liked Lingling as my little sister, I, who rarely communicated with others, still spoke little to no one when facing Lingling.

Lingling, on the other hand, was quite open-minded. She was at the age where she was filled with curiosity towards everything and had already forgotten the grievances during the day.

To be able to be so sensible at the age of ten meant that he had either received a relatively good education or had suffered a lot from a minor experience.

Thinking about it carefully, it was very likely to be the latter …

When I was facing Lingling, I always felt that we were in the same boat, as if I could see my own shadow of the past within her. It was precisely because of this that I wanted to make her happy even more.

Let her feel the happiness I have never felt before.

When I made the bed at night, Lingling dragged me:

”Sister, can we not sleep here?”

I know that Lingling is afraid of what happened last night. That terrifying scene, even if it was me, I still have some lingering fear.

There were quite a few rooms in my house, but there were only two large kang, one of which I could sleep on, and the other of which my foster father slept in.

All that was left were granary stores and things, and the environment was poor.

The people who helped with the white matter that day came. Other than those who were squeezed on the brick bed, there were also people who slept on the floor.

Father's room was darker, with no windows and no view of the night before.

It was also because of this that the room did not receive sunlight all year round, giving people a gloomy feeling.

I often suspect that my adoptive father might have stayed too long in such an environment, which was why he had such a gloomy personality and gave off a gloomy and frightening feeling.

If I were the only one, I would rather stare at the ghostly figure in the window than approach the room where my foster father lived. There were shadows in my heart, and some heavy shackles.

”Go to the next room and sleep.”

I wanted to bring Lingling out, but we don't have any money left. Although the village chief said that I could move in, she gave me a weird feeling.

In order not to scare Lingling, I could only sleep with Lingling in her room.

Opening the door of the adoptive father's room, the smell of alcohol seemed to have not dispersed. Just as I was about to make the bed, Lingling exclaimed and shouted:

”Elder sister, quickly look!”

The moment Lingling's words fell, I hastily looked towards the direction of her words. It was the direction of the door to my foster father's room, and without turning on the light, I could see two round objects by the door …

Those two round things, it seems... Two heads!

Looking at these two things, my scalp tingled with numbness. If not for Lingling, I would have definitely shouted out loud.

My first reaction was to switch on the light. Under the light, I was able to clearly see the two so-called heads. I heaved a sigh of relief, but very quickly … His heart skipped a beat. These two round things … It was the heads of the two paper men during the day …

I clearly already threw these two things away … How to... Why would he appear here?

My breathing hastened, and at this moment, the sound of crashing could be heard from the outside …