"Uncle... Uncle, just now, did you see that there..."
Xiaohuan rubbed her eyes, and the head that had just popped up on the wall was gone. She hid behind Li Yi, pointed at the wall, her voice trembling.
There was a rustling sound from outside the wall, and when she stretched her fingers over, the same head popped out again.
This time, it is clear that the owner of the head is a girl about his age, with a light makeup on, she looks pretty, her face is not as pale as my uncle said, her eyes are two big black holes, and her tongue is not there. Stretch five feet long...
It's not a ghost.
"What's the name of the ghost!"
The girl who poked her head over from the other side of the courtyard wall gave Xiaohuan an angry look, rubbed her aching buttocks, and then looked at the young gentleman lying on the chair in the courtyard.
Just now when she was playing in the yard, she heard a familiar voice from outside the wall, so she put her ears on it to listen. At first she didn't recognize who the voice was, but she was frightened by the ghost story told by that voice, and finally got the impression. .
It was the young master who frightened her with the story of "Painted Skin" in Goulan yesterday.
I moved a stool from the house and put it under the courtyard wall. I poked my head over to look, but just as I stood firm, I was frightened by the little girl’s ghostly scream and fell down. My buttocks are still faint. ache.
This time when I got up to look at the young man again, I saw white cloth wrapped around his legs, and asked curiously, "What's the matter with you?"
"I was bitten by a dog when I went home last night..." Li Yi looked at the girl named Xiaozhu lying on the wall, and said casually.
"oh… "
Xiaozhu looked at his appearance, and could already imagine that he was not only bitten by a dog last night, but also had a life-and-death struggle with that vicious dog.
"Can you tell me the story behind "Painted Skin" again." The girl named Xiaozhu lay on the wall, looking at Li Yi, with a look of expectation in her big eyes.
After the son left yesterday, she told grandpa grandpa the story. Grandpa grandpa planned to wait until he heard the complete story and try to tell it on stage, but he didn't expect that those few who heard the story yesterday afternoon The man in the house drew many people over, insisting on hearing the story of "Painted Skin", Grandpa Sun had no choice but to tell the first half of the story she had heard.
As a result, in less than a quarter of an hour, the rewards thrown up by the guests were enough to cover the entire day's income.
It's a pity that the story is only halfway through, and Grandpa Sun came to an abrupt end at the wonderful place. Those guests returned disappointed. In a short period of time, they no longer have to worry about livelihood issues.
After all, for ordinary actors and actresses like them, rewarding money is actually the only way to survive, unlike those famous actors who are often invited by those dignitaries to perform, and they often get rich rewards.
"Okay." Idle is also idle, just telling a story, without losing a piece of flesh, Li Yi looked at the girl and said, "Wang Sheng hid outside the window and peeked at the evil ghost painted skin, and let out a cry of fright." He screamed, and was discovered by the evil spirits, who disemboweled him, ripped out his heart and lungs, and died... "
Xiaohuan looked at the woman lying on the wall, and then at the uncle, feeling puzzled.
The "Painted Skin" that the uncle told the second lady was not like this. Although she didn't dare to listen to it, she also knew that there should be a long story behind it.
Of course, in addition to doubting this, I am also curious about who this girl is. She seems to know the uncle, and the uncle also told her the story of "Painted Skin"...
"This, this is the end..." The girl leaned on the wall with a blank expression on her face.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the following plot be more twists and turns
Wang Sheng died just like that
What about the tall man you met on the street
This is totally illogical!
She was sure that if Grandpa Sun told stories like this, those guests would definitely not throw rewards on the stage, but shoes and stones.
"Damn guy..."
Knowing that he was just perfunctory, he forcibly resisted the urge to take off an adobe brick from the wall and throw it over, weighed his feet, and said, "I'll steal a few sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from Sister Ruoqing for you."
"How much?" Li Yi looked up at the wall.
"Five yuan." The girl gritted her teeth and said.
"Ten yuan." Li Yi directly doubled the amount.
"Six yuan can't be more."
"Nine yuan is missing..."
…
…
After some intense bargaining, the price was finally set on seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the little girl did not budge at all.
"Stingy..." Seeing that the girl got down from the wall, probably to steal osmanthus cake, Li Yi pouted.
At such a young age, I already knew about bribery. When the little girl grows up, it will be incredible...
"Uncle, what kind of sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Xiaohuan listened in a daze, she can also make osmanthus cake, why did my uncle ask for it from that girl
"It was the time when I guessed the lantern riddles, in that so-so building..."
After Li Yi's reminder, Xiaohuan finally remembered, and then felt a little depressed. The osmanthus cake she made was indeed not as delicious as that time...
This time the waiting time was not short, at least a quarter of an hour before seeing the girl's head poking over the courtyard wall again.
"for you."
She passed something wrapped in a handkerchief across the wall.
Xiaohuan was too short to reach, so she went to the shop and called out Lao Fang, took the handkerchief from the girl, and handed it to Li Yi.
Open the handkerchief, seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, one piece is not more, one piece is not less.
"Give me back that handkerchief." The girl said from above the wall.
"What's the rush, I'll return you after I finish eating the osmanthus cake." After returning the handkerchief to her, there was nothing left to wrap the osmanthus cake, Li Yi waved his hand and said.
"Then give me back the piece you took away yesterday." The girl thought for a while and said.
A handkerchief is a relatively private item for a girl, and it would be embarrassing for a strange man to take it.
"That one..." Li Yi thought of the handkerchief that was used to wrap the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cakes yesterday.
"I lost it." He looked at the girl and said.
"you… "
The girl almost fell off the stool angrily, and was about to say something when a voice came from inside the room.
"Yuzhu, did you see the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I put in the room just now?"
"I'll come back later..." A panic flashed across the girl's face, she jumped off the stool and ran into the house.
"Sister Ruoqing, I didn't see it..."
…
Seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake were given to Lao Fang and Xiaohuan each. Maybe Liu Ruyi also came out of the room after hearing the movement just now.
Looking at the things in Li Yi's hands, he said suspiciously: "Sir, where did this... come from?"
"It was given by the neighbor." Li Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Do you want a piece?"
One piece was given to Ruyi, and two pieces were snatched away by Ruyi who happened to bump into it. Seeing the only two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, Li Yi felt a little regretful. He should have persisted just now, maybe he could ask for a few more pieces...
Speaking of which, this little girl is pretty easy to deceive, I'm afraid she won't have to worry about eating sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the future...