That evening, Lin Dongcheng was still busy in the field when Wei Min rushed home to cook.
Autumn is a time of harvest, a time of results, a time when a year's hard work pays off, and a time for the continuation of hope for the coming year.
But autumn's chill is also the most chilling to the heart...
Three-year-old Lin Yu was playing alone in the enclosed courtyard, which was a fence that Lin Dongcheng had specially built for him.
They were worried that they wouldn't be able to take care of Lin Yu during the busy farming season, that he might run away, and that the child would be bored alone in the house.
They fenced off the area in front of the house, around the entrance, so that Lin Yu could play in the yard.
Lin Dongcheng even went to the mountains to catch a few wild rabbits to keep Lin Yu company.
During busy farming seasons, if there's no one to look after the children, the villagers will bring enough coarse grain cakes for the whole day and take the children to the fields.
There are many mosquitoes in the fields, and Wei Min and her husband feel sorry for their child being exposed to the sun, so no matter how busy they are, Wei Min will rush back to cook as soon as it's mealtime.
After feeding Lin Yu, she took a hot meal to the field to eat with her husband.
"Xiao Yu, stop playing with the rabbit and come eat. Look what Mommy cooked for you."
A woman with regular features, a slender figure, a loud voice, and slightly tanned skin, with her hair tied back, wearing a dark-colored outfit that is easy to clean, and holding a plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots in her hand.
He was walking out of the kitchen.
Lin Yu squatted in the yard, stroking the little rabbit on the ground.
Hearing the call, he turned his head to respond, but his body didn't move: "Okay."
The soft, sweet voice made the woman serving rice smile, as if sweeping away the day's fatigue.
After filling Lin Yu's special little bowl with rice, Wei Min noticed that Lin Yu still hadn't gotten up to go inside, so she went over, bent down, and took his little hand.
"Xiao Yu, shall we play with the little rabbit after we finish eating?"
The woman, with a gentle voice, made sure to feed her son first before going to the fields to deliver food to her husband, who was still busy working.
Just as the two were about to step into the room, Lin Yu seemed to be called back. He suddenly turned around and stared intently at the gray rabbits in the right corner of the fence.
That look was like someone looking at a rabbit, but it wasn't quite like looking at a rabbit.
"I'm going to eat now, I'll come back and play with you later."
After saying that, Lin Yu waved his little hand in the direction of the rabbit.
Wei Min watched this scene and also glanced back at the few little rabbits in the corner.
"Yes, our Xiaoyu is the best behaved. She plays with the little bunny after she finishes her meal."
Looking at her son's adorable appearance, Wei Min could only see the innocence of a child.
Lin Yu ate his meal with his head down, while Wei Min kept putting food on his plate. Only when the bowl of rice was empty did Wei Min stop eating.
After cleaning up the dishes Lin Yu had used, Wei Min packed the remaining stir-fried bamboo shoots into a lunchbox that had been prepared beforehand, took two pairs of chopsticks, and went out.
Looking at Lin Yu, who was squatting in the corner again, Wei Min instructed him, "Xiao Yu, you play quietly in the yard by yourself. Dad and I will be back later. Don't run out, okay?"
Every time she goes out, she locks the fence from the outside, afraid that the child will run out and that someone might try to kidnap the child.
Young Lin Yu was delicate and adorable, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and her dark pupils always sparkled brightly.
His clothes were clean, and he didn't look like a child who grew up in the village.
In the days before surveillance and the internet, many children went missing, and almost none of them were ever found again.
Little Lin Yu smiled and replied, "Mom, I'm not going out. I'll play with my friends."
As he spoke, he pointed to the opposite corner.
Wei Min's gaze followed her son's hand to the rabbit. She smiled, not thinking much of it, only feeling that her son was innocent.
So, Lin Yu has been able to see things that others can't since he was a child? 001.
001 gave Hang Suisui an answer that was not surprising at all: "Yes, he is very sensitive to living beings and souls."
Such a person has an extremely yin constitution, can see things that ordinary people cannot see, and can also attract things that people are afraid of.
That is, ghosts and spirits.
Not only does it easily attract ghosts and spirits, but if it persists for a long time, the heavy yin energy it accumulates can also make one weak and prone to illness.
People believe in returning to one's roots and finding peace in the earth. There are countless cemeteries in villages and countryside, and naturally, there are more souls that are unwilling to leave than in the city.
Hang Suisui had a question in her mind: when she looked into Lin Yu's eyes just now, his appearance seemed very strange.
Having lost both parents, yet still bound by familial ties, it's likely his biological parents are still alive.
Upon closer inspection, one discovers that his fate was strange and chaotic, like the face of a dead person, blurry and indistinct.
She couldn't see through it.
Hang Suisui felt that this might be because she was a character in a script, unlike normal people whose fate was predetermined, and she could glimpse her destiny.
Fate created through human intervention cannot be predicted by divination.
Even though she knew it was a script, Hang Suisui was still somewhat lost in thought. In the eyes of ordinary people, such a child would be an anomaly, including his parents.
really.
"------Bang!"
The chopsticks fell to the ground.
This was the first time Wei Min had lost her temper with Lin Yu.
"Look at what he's saying to others today! Is this what a normal child would say?"
Wei Min pointed to Lin Yu, who was standing by the corner of the table, and spoke to her husband with red eyes.
Lin Dongcheng walked over, bent down to pick up the chopsticks that had fallen to the ground, put them back on the table, and then pulled his wife down to sit down.
"The child is still young and doesn't understand anything. It's just innocent talk. Don't be angry. Let's eat first."
Lin Dongcheng handed the rice bowl to Wei Min and gave her a new pair of chopsticks.
Then he went around to the opposite corner of the table, helped Lin Yu sit down on a stool, and served him his food.
He didn't know what was wrong with Lin Yu lately, as she kept saying creepy things. Looking at his angry wife, Lin Dongcheng felt helpless.
At home, the couple treated Lin Yu like a child, someone who didn't understand things, and the things they said were beyond Lin Yu's comprehension.
However, if you say this to the villagers, it will be different; they will think that Lin Yu is abnormal.
No one can accept a child who talks to himself and seems a bit eccentric.
Young Lin Yu didn't understand why his mother was angry. He was just telling the truth; he wasn't lying.
Behind Uncle Zhao was a slightly older girl in gray clothes who kept asking him to play with her, but Uncle Zhao ignored her.
That's why the young lady tripped Uncle Zhao.
“I’m not lying.”
A soft, muffled sound came from inside the rice bowl.
Seeing his wife's pale face, Lin Dongcheng was about to speak when he quickly stopped her: "Xiao Yu, you're not allowed to talk nonsense anymore! Uncle Zhao was so scared by you that he fell and got a big cut on his forehead."
Wei Min ultimately felt sorry for the child, and her anger gradually subsided, returning to her usual gentle demeanor.
"You're not allowed to say such hurtful things about people anymore, remember that, Xiao Yu?"
This isn't the first time.
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