Liu Cuixia looked at the sunlight in the yard shining on the ground, leaving mottled light and shadows. It looked warm, but she felt particularly cold.
Thinking about what I just saw, the husband who was calling for the car repairman: "Ge Jun, did anyone come in just now? Did you see a person in white clothes?"
Ge Jun turned his foot pedal without raising his head: "The door is locked, how can a ghost come in?"
Speaking of ghosts, Liu Cuixia felt her scalp tingling and a chill running down her spine. She glared at her husband and said, "What nonsense are you talking about every day?"
After calming down for a moment, she turned around and looked at Mo Mo, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, looking up at her with his little face, his big, clear and bright eyes.
Liu Cuixia suddenly remembered that the old people always say that children have clear eyes and can see things that adults cannot see, so did this child really see it?
As she thought about it, she took two steps forward and suddenly thought of a problem. In order to ensure their safety and avoid being discovered, she and Ge Jun locked the front door from the outside during the day, closed the doors and windows of the house, and drew the curtains!
When did the curtains open!
Liu Cuixia quickly turned around and looked at the curtains that were drawn aside. Ge Jun had not moved the curtains when he just left, so it definitely wasn't him who did it.
There were only her and the child in this room. The child was sitting on the bed and didn't move. It wasn't her, so who could it be?
Thinking of this, he quickly ran to the bed, reached out to hug Mo Mo, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ge Jun, Ge Jun!"
The voice changed its tone, and the last sound broke and trembled.
Ge Jun came in with a hand covered in black motor oil, his face was very ugly: "Are you afraid that others don't know there's someone at home? Why are you yelling so early in the morning?"
Liu Cuixia pointed at the window and said, "Look at the curtains."
Ge Jun took a look and frowned: "Why are you opening the curtains? What if someone sees it?"
He went over and closed the curtains while mumbling, "This is not a child, it's a little ancestor. If this child is a fool, I will definitely sell him. This is really unlucky."
Liu Cuixia didn't care about anything else: "Just now, Dazhuang asked me to look outside. I turned my head and saw a person in white clothes. I couldn't see his face clearly. He was standing outside the window. When I wanted to see him clearly, he disappeared. So I went over to ask if anyone had entered the yard. Later I found that the curtains were open."
Ge Jun was stunned for a moment, looked at the lattice curtains that had just been drawn, then turned back to look at Liu Cuixia and the child she was forcing in her arms. The child pursed his lips and stared at him with bright eyes.
His brows furrowed even deeper: "Don't talk nonsense, can you see a ghost in broad daylight?"
She looked at Momo again and said, "Look, the child is fine, isn't he? If something is wrong, the child will definitely cry. Okay, hurry up and cook. I still have to go to work."
Liu Cuixia was still shrouded in fear. After thinking about it, she felt that what Ge Jun said was right. If something really happened, the child should not be so quiet. She let go of Mo Mo and said, "Then you sit here and look after the child. I'll go cook. Also, don't hit him. After all, he is still a child. If we want to raise him, we should treat him as our own."
The main reason is that she has no children. She can't hold her head up anywhere. Now that she has finally got a child, she must raise the child well.
Ge Jun snorted, a little impatient: "Okay, hurry up and leave."
Liu Cuixia just went out and stopped at the kitchen door. The kitchen window faced north and there was a locust tree behind the house, so there was no sunlight in the kitchen all year round.
When you go in during the day, the room is very dark and sometimes you need to turn on the lights.
Thinking about what I saw just now, I was now a little afraid to push the door open. I felt that in this dim room, there might be something squatting in the corner.
Then she timidly went back to the house and called Ge Jun: "Ge Jun, hold the child and let's go to the kitchen together. I'm scared."
Ge Jun cursed: "You useless thing, I'll scare you to death."
While saying this, he still stood up and reached out to hug Momo. Momo couldn't break free, so he could only let him hold him obediently, with one of his little hands pulling at his red ear.
Liu Cuixia went out and took a few looks to make sure there was no movement outside the door. She took Ge Jun to the kitchen and asked Ge Jun to go into the kitchen with the child in his arms before she followed him in.
She lit the honeycomb coal stove, kneaded the dough and rolled it out, while making small talk with Ge Jun: "Let's make egg noodles. There are four eggs left. Save two to make steamed egg custard for the child later."
There was one thing that made her very happy. Although the child was silent, he was not picky about food and would eat anything you fed him.
Ge Jun had no objection: "Just do it as you see fit."
He put Momo on a small stool beside him and let him sit by himself. He took out a shriveled cigarette box from his pocket, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally took out a cigarette.
Holding the cigarette in his mouth, he took out a match, struck it a few times but failed to light it. He mumbled a swear word, then struck it hard again. With a whoosh, a flame jumped up.
The flame suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Ge Jun's face. Feeling a burning pain, Ge Jun quickly threw away the match, screaming and covering his face.
Liu Cuixia, who was kneading dough, heard the sound and turned around quickly. She saw Ge Jun covering his face and running over with his hands full of dough: "What's wrong? Why do I smell burnt?"
Ge Jun felt a burning pain on his face. He exhaled, put down his hand and let Liu Cuixia see: "Look at my face, is my face injured?"
Under the eyes, there was an area as big as two coins that turned red and had blisters visible to the naked eye.
Liu Cuixia exclaimed: "Why is it still so badly burned? How did it get so bad?"
As he spoke, the blisters grew bigger and bigger, like several soybeans. "It looks serious. Do you want to go to the hospital?"
After all, it's on the face, and if you're not careful it might leave scars.
Ge Jun felt a piercing pain, but he didn't want to go to the hospital: "It's really evil, I just struck a match and burned my face."
As he spoke, he huffed and went outside to look in the mirror.
Liu Cuixia was also puzzled. How could a match be so powerful? It could burn her face like that. She glanced at Momo who was sitting on the bench.
The child was sitting on the bench very obediently. When she looked over, he was looking up at her with his big bright eyes.
Liu Cuixia didn't think much about it and went back to kneading the dough.
Ge Jun was outside for a long time before coming in, cursing: "Damn it, this is weird, it's so burnt."
However, he still pricked the blister with a needle and then applied a layer of toothpaste on it. It was now cold and irritating, and he couldn't tell whether it didn't hurt anymore or was numb from the pain.
Seeing that his face was fine, Liu Cuixia muttered, "Smoke less in the future. It's not a good thing."
Ge Jun ignored her nagging, sat down with a match, and struck one match after another unwillingly...
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