But I guess, since Miss Shen chose to eat hot pot here with such enthusiasm, she should have considered this issue a long time ago. I was thinking, she wouldn't take a gas bottle out of her bag. If this is the case, why didn't she just take a boiler out of it.
Sure enough, after I put all the ingredients in the pot, she picked up her backpack again and rummaged in it.
Listening to the clanging noises in her bag, wouldn't she really take out a gas bottle from it
"I have it, just use it." I always thought she would bring a gas bottle out, so after hearing her voice, I just opened my hands and planned to hug it.
"Big pervert, what are you doing, looking for death!!!" Seeing my cuddly posture, Miss Shen thought I was insulting her. Seeing her figure flashed quickly, she ducked away.
"Don’t don’t... Miss Shen misunderstood, I think you’re going to take a gas bottle out for a long time, and I’m going to help you hold a gas bottle." The girl’s most fancy is reputation. Especially for this woman with a strange technique, I am afraid that if I explain it late, she will be killed by her.
"You don't have the guts to measure, hold it, and start a fire." She was not as stingy as I thought. After listening to my words, she immediately relaxed her expression and handed me what was in her hand.
"Candle? Use this thing to make a hot pot?" The thing that Miss Shen handed me was a candle, and it was a flat disposable candle. In fact, what I wanted to tell her was "Are you making me laugh on purpose?" But in order not to be beaten, I resisted asking.
Miss Shen knew that I would say that, and immediately gave me an angry glance, "I found that you not only have a bad brain, but also have no eyesight. The candle that I took out of my baby's backpack Will it be an ordinary candle? It will start a fire and you will starve to death."
Well, that's what I said, she is not the kind of warlock liar on the side of the road, how could she use an ordinary candle to make herself foolish. I am also a smoker, so a lighter is a must-have item to carry with me, but the cigarette fell on the car, so I didn't smoke one on this road.
The height of the candle was far from the bottom of the pot, so I took a few bricks from the side to cushion it.
"Guru..."
"Guru..." It's really amazing. Less than a minute after the candle was lit, the boiler's soup began to bubble.
"Unloading, unloading..." I was already hungry when I came down the road. Now, smelling the scent of the soup pot, the roundworm in my stomach instantly became restless, and I couldn't take care of the magic candle anymore, so I picked up the ingredients next to it and poured it in.
"Don't worry, there is enough food for you. Sit down and eat slowly, come, and give you chopsticks and bowls." My anxious look made Miss Shen amused. She looked at me and guessed that I was real. I was hungry, so I immediately handed me a pair of chopsticks and a bowl.
I didn't care if there was a stool, so I sat cross-legged on the floor and started to eat. "Fragrant, it's really fragrant. I didn't expect that I would eat hot pot in this kind of place during my lifetime."
When I was outside, I don’t know how many times I have eaten hot pot, but it’s the first time I have been like this. I ate the hot pot happily, then looked at Ms. Shen. Found that she was also eating. It's probably the same as me, starving.
To eat hot pot, it only tastes lively, so I also took the opportunity to deliberately find a topic with Ms. Shen: "Ms. Shen, what's the matter with the old shoe seller I just met? "
"What's going on, he's just a ghost." It seems that ghosts seem to be like a dog and a cat in Miss Shen's eyes, and they actually said it so lightly.
"Now I also know that he is a ghost, but I heard that if it were not for a person who had extremely strong grievances before death, he would not choose to stay in this world. So I want to hear his story."
"Want to hear stories?" Seeing that I was so interested in the old man, Miss Shen suddenly raised her head and smiled playfully at me.
"It's boring just to eat, so why not listen to some stories here to kill the time." Actually, I am not very interested either, I just want to talk about something while eating.
"If you want to hear it, give me a chicken leg." What she looked like at the moment, I found that I really couldn't figure her out. It was serious for a while, and nervous for a while.
Looking at the bowl she handed over, I immediately took a cooked chicken leg from the soup pot and gave it to her.
"Good... Well, for the sake of your filial piety, I'll tell you his story." After getting the drumstick I gave her, her expression was so terrifying.
Speechless! How can you like to take advantage of this kind of advantage like a child. Forget it, I didn't bother to care about it with her, so I continued to eat the things in the bowl while listening to her story.
"He was from the Republic of China. Three generations of his grandfather lived by knitting clothes and sewing shoes. In those days, his family was considered a big family in the area. Several nearby towns have their own stores. Their home The decline of the warlords began with the melee of warlords. Their tailoring skills were favored by an officer of the Kuomintang, so they ordered their family to work for the army. Don’t underestimate this business. The same important thing is clothes and shoes. Being able to cooperate with the army in business was originally a good business. The problem was with the Kuomintang officer, who kept holding on to their family’s wages and refused to pay them. Workers without wages In desperation, I had no choice but to leave. The factory without workers resulted in closed doors and closed business. However, the worst was far more than that. The army’s clothing and shoes were not supplied in time, which caused the morale of the soldiers to drop and hurt them. We suffered a lot of defeats. In the end, the officer blamed all the blame on their family. Although they were not executed, he and his son were arrested by the officer. The family that lost the backbone is no longer the same. Home, it didn't take long for their servants and aunts to leave here. The wealthy and ancestral industry that has been famous for a century has also disappeared."
"It turns out that he is also a poor man." Unexpectedly, the old shoe seller had such a miserable story. "Then in the end? What happened to him and his son?"
"As a result, the officer's Shangfeng also asked him the responsibility for the defeat. After being scolded, he became even more irritated, so he decided to torture the father and son, and he sent his young son to him. He also ordered everyone not to give him clothes and shoes, so he let his son go to the front line to fight shirtlessly. Frozen, he once took him to the front line and let him see with his own eyes the situation of his son at the front line. . Seeing his son so tortured, as a father, his heart must have been cut like a knife. He knelt in front of the officer and begged him to give him a piece of clothing and shoes to wear to his son. Looking at him in such a pitiful appearance, that Not only did the officer show no mercy, he even laughed up to the sky, as if the resentment in his heart had finally been released. However, when he returned to prison, he was always concerned about his son in his heart. It didn't take long for him to become energetic. The aberration went mad. The officer felt that torturing a mental illness was no more fun, so he released him. In fact, his son had already died on the battlefield before he was released, but he was already mad. I know all day to say "Son, put on clothes, son, put on shoes." "His extremely powerful feeling of thinking about children has caused him to repeat the same behavior after death. He travels in the world all day, looking for his son, and wants to give him clothes and shoes. "
After the story of Ms. Shen was finished, I heard that my eyes were a little moist. What is paternal love? This is paternal love. If a person forgets even death, he can't forget his own son. In order to cover up my tears, I quickly clamped a few warm meatballs and chewed in my mouth.
"Okay, don't pretend. It's normal to cry a little after hearing this kind of story." My cover-up was seen through by Miss Shen on the spot. But she was like a okay person, and continued to eat what she ought to eat.
Hearing her tone and expression just now, I am afraid that she has spoken more than once or twice, and it is probably numb.
After I got better, I continued to ask her: "Then why is he here now?" Yes, according to what Ms. Shen just said, he should still be wandering around and continue to look for his son. .
"People and ghosts have different paths. Although he is very pitiful, the living world is not his long-term place. And he has already missed the opportunity to reincarnate, so there are only two results for him. Lonely and wild ghost. But at that time, a master ghost hunter, seeing him so miserable and pitiful, couldn’t bear to let his soul fly away. In addition, he did not do evil in the world, so the master brought him here and let him Stay in the aisle where we just walked. That aisle was named the way to find a son. Some lonely ghosts here also admire the father very much after learning his story, so they all Seeing him as an elder, but you are so disrespectful to him, that's why you let the evil spirits on the side beat you up and teach you a lesson." (End of this chapter)