Gong Shiba was silent.
I cursed myself in my heart: I've already dressed up and haven't integrated into the role yet, so I'm basically derelict in my duty.
He quickly covered his face and took off the adult's hand. He looked touched but also said shyly: "Mr. Sir, this is outside. Please be careful and don't make others laugh."
Di Ying: "..."
He coughed, coughed twice, took out his hand, put it behind his back, and walked towards the village.
Gong Shiba lowered his head, suppressing laughter until his face turned red, but he looked like he was blushing from embarrassment.
It’s okay that no one saw it.
No one was walking around in the village.
A wisp of smoke drifted into the sky from the chimney on the roof of every house. Mixed with the cold wind and snowflakes, a light mist formed, which seemed to envelope the entire village under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Everything in front of him seemed a little hazy. At the same time, it also casts a layer of mystery into the already eerie and quiet atmosphere in the village.
It makes people feel that they are not so at ease.
The three of them walked to the end of the village. Peng Liang walked to the courtyard door of the second-to-last house on the left and knocked on the door.
Villagers usually stay awake at night and don't close their doors.
Due to the disappearance of a loving couple in Pengze County, every household in Pengze County has closed its doors during the day.
After the case was solved by Di Ying, the courtyard doors of every house were wide open in the daytime, and the number of loving couples increased.
In this village, it was not nightfall, and the courtyard doors of every household were closed.
Di Ying was also wondering as she walked all the way.
"Bang bang", "bang bang", Peng Liang knocked on the door twice, twice, intermittently.
There is something special about knocking on the door.
Two clicks are guests, three clicks are ghosts, four clicks are debts, a larger number and a constant knock are reminders.
Of course, this statement is not found everywhere.
Life makes people live a messy life, and these trivial things have long been forgotten by most people.
Or, they have never heard of it at all.
Anyway, whatever you knock is correct.
Di Ying was quite casual when she knocked on the door, knocking twice and then stopping.
Peng Liang was very polite and tapped out the rhythm, just like a butt joint code.
But no one opened the door for him.
"Who is it?" someone in the courtyard asked.
Peng Liang replied more politely: "Hello, aunt, we are a family of three passing through and can't find a place to stay. May I ask..."
"I don't have room at home, so you can ask other people to live there." The people inside refused.
Peng Liang still said politely: "Sorry to bother you."
Then, he turned around, walked to the courtyard door of the last house on the left, and knocked again.
What I got was still: direct rejection without opening the door.
Peng Liang walked to the right again and started knocking on the first house from the last.
No surprises, no surprises.
The last two households on the right also rejected Peng Liang's request.
Things are obviously even more wrong.
This village does not look poor. On the contrary, it is full of blue bricks and green tiles, and the households are spacious. It is simply a village of wealthy households.
Why would you reject people thousands of miles away like this? This is not in line with the ethos of the country.
Di Ying's frown deepened.
Is it true that the richer you are, the worse your heart becomes?
Or have you always been so wary?
Has this village ever encountered something?
None of the four houses that might harbor criminals opened the door... Peng Liang didn't waste any time and knocked on the third to last house.
This time, the door opened.
An old woman with chicken skin and gray hair came out.
The old woman opened her cloudy old eyes, looked at the family of three outside, and then...
He shook his head and refused: "This village does not allow outsiders to stay overnight. You guys, hurry up and leave before it gets completely dark. Go to the west and walk ten miles further. There is another village. You can find a place to spend the night there. ”
When Gong Shiba heard this, he immediately became lame.
Carrying a small baggage, he limped up to the old woman with some difficulty, bent down and said, "Grandma, our family of three is not a refugee. We are just going to Xincai County to visit our married daughter.
It was snowing heavily when I came back, and it was delayed because of my useless legs and feet. That's why I have no choice but to ask you to lend me a place to stay.
Those who give us money will not eat your food or disturb your family members. Just leave us to rest for the night. It's still ten miles away, it's freezing cold, my legs... Grandma, just do it. "
As he said this, he took out thirty or forty copper coins from the bag and handed them over.
Grandma's eyes swept over the copper plates and then over their faces.
Still shaking his head, he was about to close the door.
Di Ying stepped forward, cupped her hands with a friendly smile on her chubby face, and said, "Grandma, you live alone, right? So it's inconvenient?
I see you haven't made dinner yet? Do you plan to take a few bites to deal with it? This is not possible. Grandma, it’s cold, and if you eat cold food, you’ll be unable to walk even more.
Well, I just bought some herbs to treat my mother-in-law's legs. You let us borrow them for the night. I'll leave these herbs to you. You can soak your feet in hot water at night and you will feel much better. "
As he said that, he saw a trace of hesitation on the old woman's face, but she still didn't take back her hand that was about to close the door.
Di Ying then said again: "Don't worry, you can take us in. I'll go and tell the village chief's house. That house over there is the village chief's house, right? I'll go and come back. You go inside first and warm yourself up."
Hearing this, the old woman put down her hand.
But although he didn't close the door, he didn't invite anyone in, and he didn't enter the house either, so he just stayed there.
Di Ying had already turned around and ran to the village chief's house.
The courtyard door of the village chief's house opened as soon as he knocked.
The village chief is a tall, strong, black tower-like man about thirty-five years old. There is also a scar on the side of the forehead, which looks fierce.
Standing in the yard, when he heard the fat middle-aged man's purpose, the village chief looked at the man repeatedly.
He shook his head and refused outright, trying to drive him away.
"This village does not allow outsiders to stay overnight. You go."
Di Ying was pushed and staggered for two steps. After managing to stand firm, she walked out and muttered.
"My mother-in-law is lame and can't make the journey. If you don't let us stay overnight, I will have to keep knocking on the door from door to door. Unless you throw us out of the village, in which case I will report it to the official. "
When the village chief heard this, his eyes suddenly opened and he slapped his hands in the air: "How dare you!"
Di Ying turned her head and looked over, her eyes flashed coldly, and she replied with two words: "How dare you!"
The village chief's hand froze in mid-air, and a flash of fear suddenly passed through his heart.
He retracted his hand, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the fat man in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder if he had been deceived just now.
How could you be frightened by such an old man?
