Xing Zhaozhao was starving. She hid in the woods not far from the cellar, keeping a close eye on her surroundings, hoping to find a suitable opportunity to sneak home when no one was watching.
Unfortunately, it has not been found.
At first, when it was just a few young people, she could barely find some opportunities to take advantage of. But when the old men brought Gao Lianzhou over, things got lively instantly. Forget about finding any opportunities, she lay in the bushes, not daring to move an inch, for fear of being accidentally discovered.
It was afternoon, and she was extremely worried about her three children at home.
I wonder what they ate for lunch, and whether they went hungry.
I wonder if the two older brothers took good care of their little sister.
At home.
After finishing the noodles, the two little ones drank every last drop of the soup.
Hongyu licked his lips.
Although the liars substituted small pieces of meat for large chunks, he decided to forgive them because the noodles tasted so good.
He was still a little unsatisfied, and glanced at the three packs that Hongfei had put away: "Brother, if Mom doesn't come back tonight, can we eat two more packs?"
Hongfei: "..."
This idea is a bit dangerous.
On the kang (heated brick bed), Xiao Hongling woke up and started crying loudly.
Hongyu ran over and scrambled onto the kang (a heated brick bed) to coax his younger sister: "Brother, is sister hungry?"
Hongfei calculated the time and thought it should be about time, so he nodded and said, "I'll go make her some formula."
Hongfei skillfully followed the procedure his mother had taught him: first, he tested the water temperature, then poured it into the bottle, added formula, shook it, waited for it to mix, and then gave it to his younger sister.
The formula had just been prepared when Hongyu cried out, "Oh no, brother, sister pooped, yue!"
Hongfei quickly went over to help Hongyu change her diaper.
"My little sister's poop is so smelly, yue, yue." Hongyu said while changing her little sister's diaper.
Hongfei wasn't pregnant at first, but after hearing him say he was pregnant, he suddenly wanted to be pregnant too.
After finally changing the diaper, Hongfei put the bottle into Xiao Hongling's mouth.
Little Hongling immediately took the milk in her little hands, puffed out her cheeks, and started drinking.
Hongyu and Hongfei lay on either side of the bed, looking at their sister, and couldn't help but lean in and kiss her.
Little Red Lotus immediately smiled, her eyes crinkling.
Xing Zhaozhao lay in the bushes all day, and just as the sun was about to set, she saw several old men leave with Gao Lianzhou, while the young men were still there.
Xing Zhaozhao couldn't take it anymore. She decided that if they didn't leave when it got completely dark, she would go over and knock them out.
After a day of partying outside, Gao Lianzhou returned home, slumped onto the sofa, and continued watching the live streams of those young people.
Unfortunately, he didn't get to see the ghost he wanted in that cellar. He heard that the young people would be telling stories in the cellar live on air after dark. Although he couldn't stay there, he still wanted to see it for himself.
When Ying Rongrong returned from watering the flowers in the garden, she saw her grandson, whom she hadn't seen all day, sitting on the sofa scrolling through his phone. Curious, she went over and asked, "What are you looking at? You haven't been back all day, and now you're playing on your phone again?"
Gao Lianzhou pointed to the screen in the live stream and said, "Grandma, look, I was playing with them there today. It's a pity it's getting late and I have to come back. Otherwise, I could have told them ghost stories tonight."
Ying Rongrong frowned: "Telling ghost stories so late at night? Is it fun?"
"It's fun, it's exciting!" Gao Lianzhou said.
Ying Rongrong shook her head helplessly.
I don't understand today's young people.
“Oh right,” Gao Lianzhou suddenly remembered something, pointed to the live broadcast room and said, “Grandma, do you recognize this place? This is the mountain behind Xiaogaozhuang. If you go up this mountain road, that’s where I met the fairy sister. I was almost gored by such a big wild boar.”
Upon hearing Gao Lianzhou mention the fairy sister, Ying Rongrong's expression changed slightly as she recalled the investigation she had conducted into this woman also named Xing Zhaozhao.
At that moment, the door to the study next door opened, and Gao Mingcheng, dressed in simple casual clothes, walked out.
"Dad," Ying Rongrong called out immediately.
Upon hearing the voice, Gao Lianzhou, who had been lounging on the sofa, immediately stood up straight and looked at Gao Mingcheng: "Great-Grandpa."
Upon seeing his great-grandson, Gao Mingcheng's usually stern face broke into a faint smile, and he nodded slightly: "Mm."
"Is Dad going out?" Ying Rongrong asked.
Gao Mingcheng nodded: "I want to go for a walk."
“It’s already this late…” Ying Rongrong said.
Gao Mingcheng didn't take it to heart: "Don't worry about me."
With that, he turned to leave.
"Dad," Ying Rongrong suddenly called out to him, "I have something I want to tell you."
Gao Mingcheng stopped, turned his head to look, nodded, and turned back to his study.
Ying Rongrong followed her inside.
Gao Mingcheng sat down behind his desk: "What is it?"
“Last month, when Xiaoyang took Lianzhou to hunt wild boar in the mountains, they encountered a woman…” Ying Rongrong recounted Xing Zhaozhao’s story in detail, “She was just like my mother-in-law, naturally strong, and looked about seven or eight parts similar to her. Even her voice, according to Hongfei, was very similar, and even her name was Xing Zhaozhao…”
A fierce glint flashed in Gao Mingcheng's sharp eyes.
“According to her, she lives in a small village deep in the mountains,” Ying Rongrong continued. “But I had someone check the household registration records, and in all the villages in the mountains, there is no one named Xing Zhaozhao. Although there may be unregistered people, I still suspect that it is too much of a coincidence for such a person to suddenly appear next to the Gao family.”
"I understand." Gao Mingcheng nodded and said, "Don't alert her yet. As long as nothing happens, keep an eye on her and make sure Hongfei doesn't repeat her old mistakes. If she does anything inappropriate, don't hesitate to take action."
Ying Rongrong understood: "I understand."
Gao Mingcheng got up and went out the door. He had no destination in mind, so he randomly picked a direction and started walking.
Because Ying Rongrong had just mentioned Xing Zhaozhao's appearance, he couldn't help but think of how, back then, a mere breath's difference could have separated them by life and death, and a pang of pain shot through his heart.
If he had been just one step faster back then, he could have seen her one last time.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
Zhao Zhao, I miss you so much...
Thinking of Xing Zhaozhao, Gao Mingcheng wandered aimlessly forward. When he came to his senses, he realized that it was almost dark. He was by the reservoir, where the old Xiaogaozhuang village was submerged.
Knowing that Xing Zhaozhao was buried on the mountain, he decided to stroll up the mountain and go see her first.
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