No, it really is [Poking Garden]?
Or the simplified version?
"Calm your mind and don't let your thoughts wander!"
Grandma Sun glared at me and recited faster and faster: "The main road is covered with flat, thin stones, while the side road is covered with yellow mud, making it difficult to walk."
"The garden on the main road has nine floors, walk quickly along the hexagonal stone, see the beautiful flowers in the garden, walk quickly across the hexagonal bridge, your feet swaying and your hands swaying..."
My consciousness gradually became blurred, my mind went blank, and I felt completely dazed.
As she chanted, the bowl of clear water began to ripple slightly, with concentric circles spreading across the surface.
Grandma Sun spoke faster and faster, and the water in the bowl began to boil violently.
"Third Aunt, Grandma Yu Zi, open the garden gate, open the copper and iron locks, and the disciples of Liuya will see the beautiful flowers."
Suddenly, a woman's ethereal and slightly mournful voice faintly came from beside him, as if it came from the distant darkness, or as if it were a soft murmur in his ear.
It makes me unable to tell whether it comes from the real world or from the depths of my heart.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Xiaomi trembling violently and uncontrollably. The voice she was making sound like she was singing and crying at the same time. It was incredibly eerie.
"Third Aunt, Aunt Yu Zi, Ya is coming, really coming. Please, Third Aunt, look at the garden. Open the copper locks and iron locks, open the copper gates and iron gates, and let my disciple enter the garden."
"There are golden locks in the upper hall and golden keys in the lower hall."
No, Grandma Sun didn't teach her, how could she know?
At the same time, I felt that the things in front of me were becoming more and more distorted, as if the whole world had lost its original order in that instant.
Even more strangely, I inexplicably started reciting it along with them—
"Third Aunt, Grandma Yu Zi. The garden gate is open, the copper and iron locks are unlocked, and the disciples of Liuya see the beautiful flowers..."
As I continued reading, I felt dizzy, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and my consciousness gradually became blurred.
I could faintly hear Grandma Sun softly singing in my ear: "A hundred flowers bloom in all their glory, their beauty and color are meant to be seen. Flowers bloom and fade, but life has no second spring."
"Life has no second spring, alas..."
With that long "sigh~", my consciousness completely fell into chaos.
I don't know how much time passed, but when I opened my eyes again, I found that we were no longer in the yard.
Before me was an unfamiliar room.
Several yellowed New Year pictures were pasted on the adobe walls, and the house was furnished with some simple furniture. Although old, it was kept in a neat and tidy manner.
Standing in front of me was a little girl who looked about five years old.
She wore two cute pigtails with red ribbons tied to the ends, which swayed with her movements.
She was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, which, although faded, still showed signs of its former vibrancy.
At that moment, she was happily playing with a rattle drum, occasionally letting out giggles.
As she played, she ran around the room, bumping into tables and nearly falling over, but she didn't care and continued to have a great time.
Sudden.
With a "smack," the little girl accidentally hit a vase with the rattle in her hand.
The vase wobbled a few times, then fell to the ground with a crash and shattered into pieces.
The little girl paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, as if it were just a fun game.
She picked up the rattle drum, ready to find new "fun".
Yunwei had previously mentioned that she had a twin sister who was born a few minutes after her.
The two look exactly alike, but their personalities are completely different.
Yunwei was quiet and gentle from a young age, while her younger sister Yunling was as mischievous as a little madwoman.
Looking at the lively and energetic little girl in front of me, I thought to myself, this must be Yun Ling.
Just then, after hearing the sound of a vase breaking, a little girl who looked exactly like Yun Ling rushed in.
His eyes were wide open as he stared at the broken vase on the ground, clearly terrified.
"Is this Sister Yunwei from when she was little?" Xiaomi's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.
I nodded: "Probably."
The little girl who had just run in, Yun Wei, looked at the broken pieces on the ground with a look of horror, and then glanced at Yun Ling, who was still smiling happily to the side.
"Xiaoling, this vase is something your father went through a lot of trouble to get. We're going to give it as a gift later. How could you be so careless!"
Yun Ling shrugged nonchalantly and stuck out her tongue: "Oh well, so what if it's broken? It's no big deal."
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man stormed in angrily.
I recognized him at a glance; he was the male corpse we had seen in the closet earlier, Yunwei and Yunling's father.
Seeing the broken vase and then glancing at Yun Ling, who seemed completely indifferent, the man's face flushed crimson.
"Yunling, look at the mess you've made! We went to so much trouble and pulled so many strings to get this vase. We were planning to give it to the mayor as a gift tomorrow. What will we do if this falls through? Why are you so mischievous? You never give us a moment's peace!"
Yunwei and Yunling's father's face turned bright red, and veins bulged on his forehead.
As he spoke, he strode to the corner, grabbed the whip he usually used to drive livestock, and lashed it hard at Yun Ling with a "snap".
The whip sent Yun Ling staggering forward a few steps.
"Smack!"
Another crisp sound.
This time, the whip landed heavily on Yunling's buttocks.
Yunling's stubborn nature made her grit her teeth and not cry out, but her eyes filled with tears as she stubbornly glared at her father.
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