Chapter 101

Han'er and Heida walk past. Han'er takes Heida's hand warily and lets her follow her closely. Heida is also a little afraid. One hand holds han'er's hand, and the other hand holds han'er's sleeve. He doesn't dare to let go.

They walked carefully around the old man, wandering around him, uncomfortable, not daring, unwilling to retreat, curiosity and hope to find a rational and sober person in this soulless place, so that they did not want to leave. Lou Han, holding his forehead, quietly stepped forward to see the old man's neck. In a daze, the old man There are wormholes around the neck, but There was no redness, no sign of insects crawling inside. Lou Han looked at the old man in some surprise. The old man glanced at a young woman and a child standing outside the wheat field not far away. He had no choice but to smile and shake his head.

Lou Han scratched his head. It seemed that the old man had been poisoned, but in the end, the insect disappeared, but the wound did not heal, leaving a small scar and hole. He was sane, not like the puppets in the market, like a walking corpse, with no expression on his face. The old man just laughed Although it was a bitter smile.

"Hey! Can you hear us? " Han'er stood not far away and called to this side.

The old man raised his head and looked over there. The straw hat covered his eyes. After looking for a long time, the old man continued to lower his head and cut wheat.

"Sister han'er, let's go. He may be a puppet." Black big pulled to pull cold son's sleeve, whispered of say.

Han'er frowns slightly and looks at the old man not far away. The sun's exposure makes her blind. Although it's autumn, the sun in Ancheng is poisonous. Cold son thought for a while, turn round to pull black big to leave wheat field. Lou Han looks at the back of the two of them and decides not to go back with them for the time being. Anyway, they will come to climb the wall later. She is waiting here. She is very curious about the old man now. The person who has been bewitched has bewitched him, and she doesn't know how to do it.

The old man had been cutting wheat. After a while, he was so tired that he threw his sickle on the ground, stretched out and walked out of the wheat field. Lou Han saw that he was going to leave and quickly followed him. The old man was walking to the market where han'er and Heida had just stamped. Lou Han scratched his head and followed him.

When he got to the market, the old man walked all the way to the market. Looking at the people with their stalls on the road, Lou Han still felt a little cold. There was no crying in the market. "Ah, Lao Liu! The pig you killed today is good. It's very thick. I'll eat at your house later. " I saw the old man standing in front of a butcher, leaning on someone else's chopping board, friendly and familiar with a stiff man with a chop.

The man's hand movement stopped, slowly showing a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still empty, looking straight ahead. Then he repeated the action of chopping the bone rigidly.

The old man laughed, pointed to the chop on the chopping board and said with a smile, "you see, your skill is not as good as before! Back then, I was an old hand in chopping meat in our market! "

The man stopped again, and stiff raised the corner of his mouth, then stopped to chop meat, stood aside, motionless.

Lou Han looked at the old man and the people around him. The people who set up stalls nearby looked at the old man rigidly. There was still no expression on his face and no movement on his hands. The old man picked up the wine pot at his waist, took off the plug and gulped a few mouthfuls. Then he wiped the sleeve and showed his uneven white teeth with a smile. Looking at the woman selling shoes opposite, he pointed the wine pot at her with a smile and said, "you see, you're looking because Lao Zhao's meat cutting skill is not as good as others! How's your old man recently? "

The woman, like other people, had no expression on her face, and her eyes were really staring at the old man's wine pot. Lou Han turned to look at the people around him, and they all looked at the wine pot that had not been plugged. There seemed to be some emotion in her listless eyes, but it was too subtle to be ignored. The old man was stunned. He laughed apologetically. He stuffed the cork of the wine bottle and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't like the taste of wine. I'm very strange! Love since childhood You have to drink wine when you eat, otherwise it's boring! " After that, he showed rows of jagged teeth and laughed at them.

Lou Han admired the old man from the bottom of his heart. The whole market was quiet without any sound or vitality. The appearance of the old man made the market more humane.

"All right, I won't talk to you! I went back to see what happened to my daughter-in-law! It's not convenient to walk when you are old! You sell your food, I'll go! Lao Zhao! When I go to your place for dinner in the evening, remember to stir fry the meat for me. Anyway, you can't sell it! " After that, the old man went to the inside of the market with a smile. Lou Han also followed the old man. As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao, the pork seller, standing in front of the chopping board, motioning to the old man's back.

Lou Han Leng Leng, a sour heart. When she turned around, she couldn't control her tears. She didn't know why. These people had been controlled by the insects, and she had become a A puppet manipulated by others, but still

Lou Han suddenly felt that what these people were manipulated was only their bodies, their thoughts and their humanity!The old man stopped in front of a dilapidated house, put the wine pot in his hand behind the door, pushed the door open and walked in with a smile. In the dim house without light, an old lady was sitting in front of the loom playing with colored ropes, and her movements were as stiff and regular as those outside. After the old man came in, the old lady didn't look at him, just lowered her head to make her own cloth and rope.

The old man approached the stove, scooped a bowl of porridge in the big pot, and said to the old lady with a smile, "do you know what I met today?"

The old lady pause, and then continue to repeat the action just now.

"I met two little dolls today! Very clever! Standing next to my wheat field, I've been looking at me. I see two smart dolls The old man took a sip of porridge and was full of praise. Lou Han looks at the old man curiously. He sweeps around the old man's house and peeks into the pot. He is shocked for a moment! This porridge has There are eggs! Lou Han runs to the old man and looks at the old man's bowl. Muran is shocked. She wants to grab the old man's bowl, but It's too late! He has drunk the porridge!

Lou is biting her teeth. How come there are such eggs everywhere in Ancheng? If she can return to Si Ziyi, the first thing she will do is to clean up Ancheng!

The old man scratched his head and said with a silly smile, "I'll have a drink at the door." After that, he walked slowly to the door, picked up the gourd wine pot at the door, leaned against the door and looked at the old lady weaving inside. With a happy smile on her face, he took a sip: "hiss, smashing it, it's a bit uncomfortable to pinch. It's the fault to play after eating and drinking every time! Ah! Old, old. "

Lou Han is still immersed in the old man just drink porridge scene, some conflict in the heart, I do not know why, she does not want the old man to make a mistake.

"Ah! I'll go to Lao Zhao's place for dinner tonight and bring him some wine. Anyway, Lao Lu, who sells wine now, doesn't love his wine. I'll go and get some and bring it to Lao Zhao! " The old man took another sip and said with a smile, "it's a pity that Zhao is not greedy now!"