Looking at these familiar yet unfamiliar villagers, Zhang Meng smiled and said to them, "I'm feeling better. Thank you uncle and aunt for your concern."
After a brief greeting, everyone quickly got back to their farm work.
After all, in this era, you have to work hard to have food to eat, so everyone is naturally reluctant to waste time here. After a while, the villagers in the fields were working hard again.
Today's farm work is weeding grass. Zhang Meng is busy in a cornfield with the women in the village.
One good thing about living in the countryside is that no matter where you are, as long as you are there, you can hear gossip from all over the country.
Today was the same. The women, who had done a lot of work, were a little tired, so they started talking about a family in the next village.
"Have you heard? The wife of Wang Jianjunshe from Wangjia Village next door seems to have run into something unclean. Now she hides in the house all day long and shouts for revenge at night. She has tormented her family badly."
"Are you trying to kill yourself? Don't you know that you can't talk about this kind of thing now?" A woman next to her interrupted the woman who had just spoken in a stern voice.
"I'm just telling the truth. There are only a few of us here, so nothing will happen." The woman just now smiled embarrassedly.
"You might not know this, but my mother's family is from that village. I heard from my mother that before liberation, the family that originally lived there was murdered by R himself."
"Oh my God, there is such a thing. Maybe it is really that thing at work." For a moment, the three women who had just spoken felt cold and quickly stopped the topic.
Zhang Meng, who worked with them, didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the word "ghost" kept coming to her mind. She remembered the woman she met at home before going to work.
After finishing half a day's farm work, when Zhang Meng came back carrying a hoe, smoke was already rising from the kitchen at home.
"Sister, you're back." When Zhang Tao, who was only four years old, saw Zhang Meng coming back, he immediately put down the chicken feeding plate and ran towards her.
Zhang Meng hugged her younger brother who rushed towards her, stroking his sparse and slightly yellow hair, "Tao'er, have you been good at home today?"
Zhang Tao nodded vigorously, "Tao'er is very well behaved. Today, Tao'er helped grandma with work. Sister, look, Tao'er is feeding the chickens."
Zhang Meng looked at her four-year-old brother in front of her, and her mind couldn't help but think of her previous life. The next year in her previous life, her brother would die in an accident. Thinking of this, Zhang Meng felt a pain in her heart, and subconsciously hugged her brother tightly.
Now her grandmother and her younger brother are her only relatives in this world. She must not let anything happen to them. In this life, she must prevent the tragedy of her previous life.
"Sister, you're hugging me so hard that it hurts." Zhang Tao's muffled voice came from Zhang Meng's arms.
Zhang Meng quickly came to her senses, pulled him out of her arms, and examined him carefully. "How is it? Did my sister hurt you?"
Zhang Tao shook his head sensibly, "Sister, don't worry, Tao'er is fine. It's just that I hugged him a little too tightly just now, and Tao'er couldn't breathe. But he's fine now."
Looking at her brother who was laughing like a fool, Zhang Meng pinched his fair and tender little face gently with heartache.
"Meng'er is back and has washed her hands. We can have dinner soon." At this time, Grandma Zhang came out of the kitchen.
Zhang Meng quickly said a few words to her brother and immediately walked into the kitchen.
"Grandma, let me help you." Zhang Meng walked forward and took over the work from Grandma Zhang's hands.
When she took the call, she realized that the porridge in the pot at home was becoming thinner and thinner.
Zhang Meng suppressed the sadness in her heart and looked up at Grandma Zhang, "Grandma, are we out of food?"
Grandma Zhang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. "Grandma, I won't lie to you. We really don't have much food left. After you took a bag of food to Li Hao last time, we haven't had much food left. It's still several months before the team distributes food. I think we're going to run out of food."
After being reminded by Grandma Zhang, Zhang Meng remembered that in her previous life, before getting engaged to Li Hao, she had indeed given him the food in her home because of Li Hao's sweet talk.
"Grandma, it's all my fault. Don't worry, since I committed this crime, I will definitely make amends. I won't let you and your brother starve with me."
Even if she had to borrow food, she would borrow it back and would never let her grandmother and brother suffer with her.
Grandma Zhang didn't want to put too much pressure on her granddaughter, so she quickly said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's take the meal out and eat."
Zhang Meng wiped her tears, nodded, then covered the place where the pot lid was lifted with a rag and carried it to the main house.
The family of three, the grandparents and the grandchildren, had a meal so thin that you could see people's reflections in it.
After dinner, Zhang Meng thought about the woman in the utility room and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he was defeated by his curiosity. While his grandmother and brother were not paying attention, he slipped into the utility room in the west room.
"Oh, you coward are here again. I thought you were scared and wouldn't come again." As Zhang Meng just stepped in, a teasing woman's voice murmured from behind her.
Zhang Meng turned pale with fright and quickly turned around, only to see a pale-faced woman floating behind her, smiling at her.
Zhang Meng took a step back, swallowed, and stammered, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"
Although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still didn't dare to believe that this was true.
The woman covered her mouth and giggled, "Do you think people are floating?"
After getting the answer, Zhang Meng swallowed again and continued to ask, "You, why are you in my house?"
The woman snorted and said with disgust, "What do you mean by 'your home'? This used to be my home, okay?"
"Your home?"
Zhang Meng thought hard and suddenly remembered something her grandmother had told her before. She said that before their family moved into this house, a family named Zhang lived here. But later, this family didn't know who they offended, and overnight, the whole family was gone. After that, the house became ownerless, and later the team allocated it to their family.
"Is your last name Zhang?" Zhang Meng looked at her cautiously and asked.
The woman smiled sadly. "I didn't expect someone would remember my last name. Yes, my last name is Zhang. My name is Zhang Yu. I was only fifteen when I died."
Zhang Meng swallowed again, "I, I have no grudge against you, please don't hurt me."
"Don't worry, I will definitely not harm you, because you are the first person I have seen in all these years as a ghost who can see things like us. So not only will I not harm you, I will also help you, as long as you do me a favor."
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