There weren't many people left in the village, and most of them knew each other. Those who had left for work weren't as familiar with each other now. This was, after all, an era of slow transportation, but when we did have connections, they were more profound, whether it was love or hate.
Emotions that are deeply rooted in reality are difficult to erase, and even time cannot make them disappear completely.
Xujia Village has remained the same for more than ten years, except that each generation of young people is different, weaving different networks of relationships that expand with the village as the center.
Aunt Zhang, the most domineering woman at the entrance of the village, was once a renowned lady from a prominent family in Jichuan County. She was planning to marry a doctor at the health center, who owned a house in the county. However, due to a series of twists and turns, she ended up marrying Uncle Zhang, a poor farmer. Everyone said that an honest man couldn't control the daughter of a dance hall owner, and that this marriage would eventually end.
Aunt Zhang is now in her forties. You can still vaguely see traces of her beautiful face in the past, but it has been worn down by life and has become rough, which is a pity.
"You want to find out how she had the miscarriage?" Xie Chongyue frowned slightly and said, "It's been over twenty years since this happened. Only my parents' generation knows the details, but no one asks..."
It is inhumane to ask such questions to a mother.
“…” Xu Shiqing also knew this, so he shook his head, indicating that the matter should be forgotten.
Xie Chongyue asked, "What are you investigating?"
He was not stupid. After careful consideration, he realized that the people and things the young man asked about were more or less related to a fire that had occurred in the village twenty-four years ago.
But the truth was finally revealed. It was Xu Shiqing's father, Xu Hanqiu, who was making a fire and accidentally let the flames fall into the firewood pile, which almost burned down the entire back mountain. Although the fire was finally put out, all the food and houses of the Xu family were burned down that year.
The current old house was rebuilt, and it was after that year that Xu Hanqiu went north to study and work.
Who would have thought that he could settle down in the capital?
No one in Xujia Village gossiped about Xu Hanqiu anymore, especially after he brought his parents to the capital two years ago. Everyone said that Xu Hanqiu was filial and capable, and they had forgotten how they had made that young man lose face more than 20 years ago.
Gossip kills people. Xie Chongyue gritted his teeth. He felt like smoking.
"The village is not peaceful at night." Xu Shiqing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Comrade Hua Chun said she and other female comrades have been seeing strange things like paper figurines in front of their windows, and they've been seeing more of them lately."
"She asked you for help?" Xie Chongyue asked, "Why didn't she come to me?"
How did Xu Shiqing know this? He just happened to be investigating this matter and took advantage of it.
Xie Chongyue knew from his expression that he hadn't thought it through. He thought to himself, "With this kind of brain, you still want to investigate? I'm afraid someone will take advantage of you and trick you into losing everything." Xu Huachun hadn't meant that, but he couldn't help but think that the other villagers were not easy to deal with.
So Xie Chongyue said again: "I'll find a chance to ask them."
"You are a foreign man who just came here. It's not appropriate for you to stay with these girls for too long."
Xie Chongyue and they grew up together and are familiar with each other.
Although people are more open-minded these days, their ideas still tend to be conservative, and girls always receive more criticism, so Xu Shiqing understands this reason.
They sat in the wind for a while. The weather had not warmed up much after the New Year. Xie Chongyue changed into long-sleeved shirts. The muscles on his arms stretched the fabric, revealing his handsome features and strong body.
Xu Shiqing wrote a long paragraph on the paper. His handwriting was very beautiful, which complemented his white hands.
"I heard from Huachun that you were writing a story... about the village gossip?" He swallowed the unpleasant words and thought for a long time before saying something more polite.
A university student from Beijing, unsociable and ignorant of farming, with no special qualities besides knowing a few words and being good-looking, disappointed the villagers. Most of them were practical, and high-level intellectuals were a rarity for them. They naturally associated them with power, wealth, and omniscience, and their academic qualifications were highly regarded.
Xu Shiqing's arrival pulled it off the altar, and they couldn't help but wonder what was the use of these things that people in Beijing learned.
Some also said that Xu Shiqing was probably a loser, while others said that he had offended someone in the capital and was sent back to his hometown by Xu Hanqiu to hide, otherwise why would he come back alone?
Furthermore, writing stories is actually something that is difficult for people to understand. What's more, Xu Shiqing's way of collecting materials is so obvious and awkward that it is inevitable that people will suspect that he is a talkative and dishonest playboy who is just looking for fun and listening to gossip. No one likes their past to be used as material.
"..." Xu Shiqing paused. Over the past few days, as he got to know Xujia Village more and more, a long bar appeared under one of the three tasks in front of him.
Xu Shiqing instinctively felt that the more he learned, the longer the bar would become, and the number following it would eventually reach 100, revealing the truth. He also noticed that the points in the upper right corner changed with his progress. A week ago, he had fallen on his butt in the village, scratching his calf. Thinking of the so-called trauma medicine in the mall, he used his points to buy a tube.
Then his pocket felt heavy, and he reached out to take it, and really touched the tube of medicine.
He remembered it clearly, the plaster appeared out of thin air. From then on, Xu Shiqing truly took the mission to heart, realizing that it wasn't his brain that was wrong, but that a magical force had truly chosen him.
Xu Shiqing wanted to exchange technology-related information in the mall, which required a lot of points, so he needed to complete the task.
"Not entirely." Xu Shiqing subconsciously avoided Xie Chongyue's gaze. He was not very good at lying, so he said vaguely: "For some things."
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