Chapter 151 The Gravekeeper and the Little Book Monster

In a cemetery on the outskirts of Jincheng.

Everything was silent, the wind blew away a cloud, and the sun slanted on the tombstone, only to see the words "my late father Shitingsong" engraved on the tombstone impressively.

Standing in front of the tombstone was Shi Mochizuki dressed in black.

On a scorching summer day, the cemetery was deserted at a glance, only countless cicadas on the grass and branches were shouting "Zhi Zhi Zhi".

Shi Mochizuki was cleaning the weeds around the tombstone with his bare hands despite his sweating profusely.

After cleaning up the weeds, he took the handkerchief he brought, poured pure water on it, and patiently wiped the marble tombstone.

After the tombstone was wiped, the flowers, fruits, incense, paper money, etc. brought over were arranged one by one.

When the paper money and incense were lit, white smoke rose from the blue sky.

It attracted the tomb guards who were patrolling in the distance to come and check.

After walking in, the cemetery guard stood on the road below the hillside of the cemetery with a shovel on his shoulder and shouted, "Little girl, are you here to see your uncle at this time?"

It's an old man with a rough voice.

When he spoke, he still had a cigarette in his mouth, and his words were a little unclear.

Shi Mochizuki paused his hands and stood up, "Little girl?"

He still held a handful of incense that had just been lit in his hand.

Only the tomb guards saw clearly that this was a very beautiful young man, not a girl.

"Hey, I'm sorry, young man, I got it wrong, I got it wrong." He then added: "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with candles, young man pay attention to fire when worshiping ancestors."

After the instructions that should be given, the cemetery guard is ready to leave with a soil shovel on his shoulder.

Shi Mochizuki quickly inserted the incense in his hand, and then stepped down to the cemetery to block in front of him.

"Hello, old man, may I have your surname?" He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over.

The tomb guard looked at the young man's gentle and jade-like face, and then at the He Tianxia in the young man's hand. On a dark face, a mouthful of chipped teeth was revealed in a smile, "My surname is He, everyone calls me Lao He." , I am watching this land.”

"He Lao, borrow a fire." Shi Wangyue took out a cigarette.

Gravekeeper Lao He took the cigarette butt from his mouth.

Shi Mochizuki went over to take a few puffs and lit the cigarette, "You take this cigarette and smoke it, I still need to delay your time and ask you something."

Only then did the gravekeeper generously accept the cigarettes he presented, and stuffed them into his pockets.

"Young man, what's the matter, you can ask."

Shi Wangyue took a puff of cigarette with deep brows and asked, "The old man has seen someone come to visit my father before?"

He pointed to the tomb where he had just worshipped.

The gravekeeper squinted and looked at the tombstone on the hillside, "Yes, a girl doll comes over every Qingming Festival, bringing a lot of flowers, paper money, incense, and sitting and reciting sutras after the worship. Days come every now and then."

Shi Mochizuki's heart trembled, "Is she a very beautiful girl?"

Old He smoked a cigarette and looked up at the locust tree above his head, with an indescribable expression on his face, which was admiration and amazement, "A good-looking girl doll comes alone every time."

"Every time?" Shi Mochizuki shook his hand holding the cigarette.

"Once or twice a year, about seven or eight years, maybe eight or nine years, I can't remember the details." The breeze blew through the treetops, and the grave guard's voice was hoarse.

Shi Mochizuki's heart seemed to burst into blossoming flowers, ready to jump out.

...

Jincheng, Xie's villa.

"Paper monster, where are you?" Xie Yizun stood under the spiral staircase on the first floor and called upstairs.

"Stop shouting, your sister will come down when she's done working." Just after lunch, Xia Youqing was walking back and forth in the living room to digest.

"Ink vampire, where are you?" Xie Yizun continued to shout without looking at his mother.

Xia You gave him an innocent look, "What kind of messy names are they?"

Xie Yizun turned to look at her: "She loves reading so much, so I call her that."

Xia Youqing was speechless, "Stop yelling, your sister is going to rest."

Xie Yizun paused and asked, "Is sister going to bed?"

Xia Youqing turned around: "She wakes up so early in the morning, she must sleep at noon, how can she not take a rest in such a hot noon? Do you think everyone is like you, jumping up and down like a monkey."

Xie Yizun walked back to the living room as if discouraged.

He lazily sat down on the sofa, picked up the remote control and randomly changed channels, "My sister hasn't come here for so long, so I don't want to play games with me."

Xia Youqing said, "Didn't she accompany you in the morning?"

Xie Yizun pouted, "I played for less than half an hour."

"Your sister, who never plays games, is enough to play with you for half an hour." Xia Youqing sat down next to his son.

"My daughter usually works hard, so she should rest more when she is on vacation. Be good one by one, let my sister sleep well." Grandma Xie brought out a plate of melons from the kitchen with a smile, "This is my daughter and I in the vegetable garden this morning. Pick it, taste it, it's delicious."

"Thank you grandma."

Xie Yizun reached out and took out two slices of sliced ​​cantaloupe, gave one to his mother, and took a big bite of the other.

Ning Youguang washed the melons after they were picked in the morning and put them in the refrigerator to refrigerate. Now they are just right for eating.

As soon as Xie Yizun bit his mouth, he stretched out his hand and gave his grandma a big praise, "Grandma, you are so amazing that you can grow such delicious melons."

Grandma Xie was so relieved by her little grandson's rainbow fart, "There's still some in the refrigerator, we can eat it when my daughter wakes up."

Xie Yizun nodded immediately, "I'll get it for my sister later."

...

At noon in midsummer, the sun scorched the earth like a raging fire.

Ning Youguang was lying on the beige tatami, turning on the air conditioner, flipping through a book with great interest.

Because she just had a full meal, she is not ready to go to bed yet.

Xia Youqing hired a designer to renovate his home a few years ago, so the decoration style of Xie's villa is quite different from before.

Ning Youguang's room is no longer a pink and tender princess room.

She was finally able to stay in this room.

Xie Yizun called her various nicknames downstairs, she could hear them all clearly, but she didn't intend to respond.

The quiet and cool space makes her just want to read a book quietly, and doesn't want to talk to the energetic brat.

She likes everything about books.

She also has many special little "book monsters" who help her search for books from all over the world.

The current book is an out-of-print book that Mochizuki, one of the little book geeks, found for her from a used bookstore in the United States.

She has just started watching it these past two days, and she is fascinated.

Because I was thinking about reading the book in my hand quickly, I was a little absent-minded when I played with Xie Yizun in the morning.

Thank you Yizun for that little bastard, ghost spirit.

If she misses out, he can immediately notice it.

He asked, "Sister, why don't you play games seriously?"

"I want to read a book," she said.

Therefore, the angry Xie Yizun gave her a bunch of messy nicknames.

The two sentences he yelled downstairs just now are two of a bunch of nicknames he made up this morning.

After all, he was disturbed by the brat's roar, and Ning Youguang smiled slightly, aware of his flying thoughts.

In the quiet room, when she smiled, even the sunlight outside the window seemed to become much gentler.