"Brother, don't talk nonsense, my husband may just be insane." Mrs. Zheng said with a straight face.
If the blood is sucked dry by a ghost, it may be a female ghost, and she will not tarnish her husband's reputation.
"Hey." Ma Fei sighed and didn't say much.
Chen Guhong and Wang Song looked at each other and didn't say much. Soon after, several people separated. Together with Wang Song, Chen Guhong led the slaves to the town to find workers, and to choose wood and so on.
The workers need to be supervised, and the materials must be selected well. If rotten wood is used, the house will collapse. Facing the widow and orphans left behind by Zheng Chong, Chen Guhong and his wife naturally cared.
Spent a day, scouting the town for the best craftsman, best wood, best brick, the best of everything. The soles of the feet are almost bubbling.
Especially Wang Song, this guy is really miserable. After returning to Zheng's house for dinner, he ordered his maidservant to prepare hot water to soak his feet, but he was still sore and sore, wailing.
But for the sake of the dead friend, this kind of pain is over. But Wang Song trembled when he saw the ghost revealed by Ma Fei during the day.
Soon after the feet were soaked, Wang Song felt cold, looked around, and said pitifully to Chen Guhong: "Guhong, it would be fine if Ma Fei didn't say anything, but now I see that Zheng's family is indeed a sinister place. He looks very angry. What if he encounters a ghost at night?"
Chen Guhong was amused when he saw it, but he also comforted him: "Isn't there still me at night? There is a saying that ghosts are afraid of strong people, what are we two big men afraid of when we are together?"
"That's true." Wang Song also felt right at once, and at this moment the feeling of fatigue hit his heart, and he tilted his head and fell asleep after a while.
"Happiness is the one who really doesn't know." Chen Guhong felt a little envious. Then he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the bed, and asked Gao Zhuang, "Gao Zhuang, is there a ghost in this room?"
"No. If there is a ghost, I would have notified the lord." Gao Zhuang said decisively, but then he also said in doubt: "But I feel a breath that seems to be yin but not like it. The circling can't Go, weird, weird!"
There is a saying that the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests.
No matter how small the problem is, it may be the cause of Zheng Chong's death. Chen Guhong felt sorry for his friend's early death, so he wrote it down. The white fox, the green snake, the strange aura, the old lady upstairs who hasn't shown her face yet, plus Zheng Chong's painting before his death is a superb workmanship.
Although the problem of Mrs. Zheng's unknown origin has been solved, there are still many doubts.
"Brother, brother. If there is a spirit in the dead, you can help me in the spirit of the sky. Let me worry less." Chen Guhong sighed, then put the Kunwu sword on the bedside, ordered the little ghost to be alert, Then fell asleep.
Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and Ma Fei was also relieved to find his long-lost sister, because he had something to do with his family, so he left some silver and went ahead.
Chen Guhong and Wang Song were in charge of urging the house to stand up, because the two were willing to suck up the money, and the two teams of craftsmen did not listen to rush work day and night, and the five days were already quite large.
The main body has been completed, only the construction of the outer walls is left.
Chen Guhong was not idle either, from time to time he went to the place where the white fox and green snake disappeared to look for traces, and sent the little ghosts to find out what kind of ghosts there were.
And ordered Tiezhu to continue to inquire about the legend of the green snake and the white fox nearby.
However, the three-pronged approach and the large-scale casting of the net did not result in any news. Originally, Chen Guhong thought that the green snake and white fox had been demons for at least a hundred years, there should be rumors in the market, and he was most confident to inquire about the origin, but he didn't expect that he didn't know anything about it. The green snake and white fox seemed to appear overnight.
On this day, Chen Guhong came back from outside again, covered in wind and frost, but there was no news. Back in the guest room, he took off his boots, looked at his feet, and sighed, "Where is the way?!"
"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen."
At this moment, the clear and crisp voice of the child sounded. Zheng Yuan and Zheng Yu walked in excitedly. They were wearing new clothes, their lips were red and their teeth were white, and their eyes were big and cute.
"Yuan'er, Yu'er!" Chen Guhong smiled, bent over and opened his arms. Er Tong threw himself into his arms like a suckling swallow, and rushed to Chen Guhong's embrace. Chen Guhong tightened his arms and hugged Er Tong up.
"Hehe!" The crisp laughter was like a fairy sound, dispelling the sorrow and sadness here.
"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, I'm hungry and I want to eat cakes." Xiaodouding Zheng Yu yelled hungry, holding his finger in his mouth.
"Uncle Chen, I'm hungry too." Zheng Yuan nodded vigorously.
"Okay, I'll ask Yuanyuan to buy pastries for you." Chen Guhong said with a smile.
"Uncle Chen is so kind." Xiao Douding giggled, unexpectedly attacked Chen Guhong, slapped him on the face and took a sip, his face flushed.
Chen Guhong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yu'er is fine too."
Then Chen Guhong called Yuanyuan to buy pastries. After the pastries were bought, the brother and sister ate them with open cheeks. Chen Guhong felt sad when he saw it.
I remembered that the siblings had eaten pastry for the first time not long ago.
"Hey!"
Chen Guhong sighed, and patted the heads of the siblings. At the age when the two siblings are playing around, they want to play after their stomachs are full.
"Uncle Chen, I want to ride a wooden horse." Zheng Yuan tugged on Chen Guhong's sleeve with a hopeful expression on his face.
"Trojan horse?" Chen Guhong was taken aback.
"Brother got tired of riding bamboo horses, and saw that the neighbor Fatty's house had a big wooden horse, so I envied it." Zheng Yu interjected.
Chen Guhong understood, seeing Zheng Yuanxi's gaze, he smiled and said: "Okay, Uncle Chen will give you the wooden horse."
"Oh, Uncle Chen is the best." Zheng Yuan jumped up and down, clapping his hands, his face glowing red.
Chen Guhong smiled, and then pondered for a while, thinking that there are still unused wood materials for the house here, and it would be too troublesome to buy them, so he did it himself.
Because the hatchet and ax are either too bulky or too blunt. Chen Guhong took the Kunwu sword and began to cut wood. The little ghost Gao Zhuang saw it and complained: "My lord, this is a sword for killing and cutting, it takes people's lives and drinks their blood."
Chen Guhong smiled and replied: "It is whatever it is in my hands, and it is not impossible to use it to slaughter pigs and sheep someday."
Gao Zhuang kept complaining, but he still couldn't stop Chen Guhong.
Under the watchful eyes of his little brothers and sisters, with a serious expression, he held up the Kunwu sword and cut off a lot of wood, gradually forming a wooden horse. With a little parts, it can still shake.
Zheng Yuan's younger siblings were extremely excited when they saw the wooden horse taking shape little by little. After waiting, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but wanted to sit on it, but was stopped by Chen Guhong: "First take the sand and smooth it a bit, so as not to hurt your butt."
"Oh." Zheng Yuan touched his butt subconsciously as soon as he heard it, and nodded repeatedly. Immediately, Chen Guhong took sand, polished it smooth for the wooden horse, and gave it to Zheng Yuan.
The two brothers and sisters were behind, and the other was riding a wooden horse, shaking the wooden horse, giggling, and the children's voice was cheerful. Chen Guhong was overjoyed to see it.
This is him, and the sword in his hand is omnipotent. In his opinion, it is much more meaningful to take out a sword to chop a wooden horse for a child than to take out a sword all day long.
Lu Xun had something to say.
"Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero, how can a pity be a husband. Those who know how to stir up trouble, look back and look smaller than Tutu."
It won Chen Guhong's heart deeply.