So, the woman with the mole on her forehead is really not from Heping Town?
No wonder the hotel owner was very sure that there was no such woman in the town. The people here were taboo and would not allow the mole to remain.
So is he an outsider passing through here?
What about minus 4?
No, the boss said that all the young adults have gone out to work, and no one of this age has drowned in recent years.
So annoying!
So how do I find it?
When I was anxious, suddenly a burst of gardenia fragrance wafted past me.
Out of curiosity, I followed the smell and looked over, and saw a dull face.
It was the woman on the shore who threw stones!
She was saying hello to the old man who just spoke to me!
How could these people be so dishonest and lie to me?
"Hey you……"
I grabbed the woman's arm and was stunned when she turned around.
There is no mole on the woman's forehead.
"Did you admit the wrong person?" The woman smiled, "Uncle Fu, are you a relative?"
"No!" The old man waved his hand, "Considering that these are foreigners passing through, there are no young women in our town."
"That's right!" The woman nodded to me gently, "Are you the kind of poor traveler mentioned on TV? We only have one Imperial Ferry here, and it doesn't have much scenery."
"Little sister!" I quickly retracted my hand, "I...I didn't find any food nearby. Do you know where there is one?"
"Young lady, you're not used to it. Just call me Xiumei, Zhou Xiumei. There are no restaurants in such a small town, but if you don't mind, I'll give you a bowl of noodles?"
"No, no, no!" I immediately shook my head happily, "Then I'll trouble you, Sister Xiumei!"
"follow me!"
With Ning Yi here, I will naturally not be afraid.
This Zhou Xiumei is exactly the same as what I saw in Minus 4 consciousness, but why doesn’t she have that mole?
I looked carefully during the conversation and there was no scar on her forehead.
If such a large mole is removed, it will leave some traces.
Zhou Xiumei took me to a two-story building. After opening the yard, a little girl with a ponytail jumped over.
Zhou Xiumei knelt down and hugged her.
"Mom, I'm waiting for you!"
"Mom knows!"
Zhou Xiumei smiled at me and then carried the girl into the house.
With the light on, I could clearly see the little girl's lovely face, which was round and very sweet.
But there was a bright red scab on the right forehead.
Vaguely, you can still see blood oozing out.
"Mom, who are they?"
"They are guests, coming to our house for dinner!" Zhou Xiumei said gently, "Yuanyuan, you go do your homework first, while mom goes to cook."
"good!"
After Zhou Xiumei left, I sat across from Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan lowered her head and wrote about last night seriously.
The writing is very slow, but the handwriting is very neat.
One stroke at a time, straight and straight.
"Yuanyuan, why is your head injured?"
In order to break the somewhat dull atmosphere, I spoke in a low voice.
Yuanyuan raised her head from the book, then tilted her head and looked at me.
"I was injured when I was little!"
"When you were a kid? How long was that?"
"When I wasn't in kindergarten yet!" Yuanyuan said lightly, "I was dishonest in my dreams, and I would always pick at this scar at night. Then, the scar never healed."
After saying that, Yuanyuan continued to do her homework.
It sounds a little strange!
I have heard of this little baby being dishonest and not being gentle or serious, but how could a five or six-year-old child pick a wound that would never heal?
Parents will definitely take measures after learning about this, such as putting on gloves for their children.
"Here comes the noodles!"
While he was thinking hard, Zhou Xiumei came over with a bowl of steaming noodle soup.
A few green vegetables are put in the ordinary noodles, and some sesame oil is added, and the fragrance is amazing.
"Thank you, Sister Xiumei!"
"You're welcome!"
Zhou Xiumei said, then sat in front of Yuanyuan and watched her do her homework.
"Sister Xiumei, how many sisters do you have?"
My words made Zhou Xiumei raise her head.
"It's just me!" Zhou Xiumei frowned slightly, "Why do you ask?"
"Is there really only one? There is a person I met before who looks very similar to you! I wonder if he is your sister or relative."
"I'm the only one in my family!" Zhou Xiumei smiled.
Are there such similar people in the world?
And she also appeared at Emperor Crossing!
This chance is even smaller than the chance of winning the lottery!
The hot noodle soup makes your stomach feel warm.
When I reached the bottom of the bowl, I saw a poached egg.
The kind that makes your heart watery, soft and waxy.
"Sister Xiumei, are you and Yuanyuan the only ones at home?"
"My dad went out to work!"
Before Zhou Xiumei could speak, Yuanyuan rushed to speak.
Zhou Xiumei smiled and patted Yuanyuan gently.
"Yes! My husband works outside, and the money outside is better than here. If we farm and fish every day, it won't be enough for a family of four."
"Is the eldest brother also a local?"
"yes!"
"You three look so happy as a family!"
Unexpectedly, after I said this, Yuanyuan pursed her lips.
"Dad hasn't been back for several years!"
Zhou Xiumei, who was originally kind and cheerful, suddenly changed her expression, and she overturned Yuanyuan's notebook in one fell swoop.
"Children, don't interrupt when adults are talking!"
Yuanyuan was frightened, and tears rolled in her eyes, but they never shed.
I was a little embarrassed and hurriedly protected Yuanyuan.
"Sister Xiumei, I'm sorry, I just asked casually."
"I don't care about your business. The child must teach her the rules, otherwise she may get into trouble if she offends others!"
When Zhou Xiumei said this, she glared at Yuanyuan.
"Go back to the house!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Yuanyuan left, looking back three times.
After I finished eating the noodles, I could only say goodbye in a hurry.
But my intuition told me that Zhou Xiumei was weird.
So I begged Ning Zhen to take me to Zhou Xiumei's home again in the dead of night.
Around midnight, the whole town fell silent.
Not to mention the barking of dogs, there was not even a sound of wind.
However, the lights at Zhou Xiumei's house were still on.
The lighted room was the one Yuanyuan entered.
Ning Zhen and I looked at each other and then led me in quietly.
Probably because I was deliberately invisible, I couldn't hear my own footsteps and couldn't see my own shadow.
Through the gap in the window, I saw Zhou Xiumei.
Zhou Xiumei sat beside the bed, looking tenderly at Yuanyuan who was already asleep.
That expression was full of care and affection.
When I was wondering why she was up late at night, Zhou Xiumei's eyes suddenly turned ferocious.
Then she reached to her waist and took out a knife.
After a closer look, Zhou Xiumei pointed the blade at the red scab on Yuanyuan's forehead.
Then he pricked the scab bit by bit until blood dripped from it.
Oh my gosh!
The wound that was always bad was not caused when Yuanyuan was dreaming. It was actually cut by Zhou Xiumei while Yuanyuan was asleep!
I covered my mouth, afraid to make a sound.
After Zhou Xiumei pulled off the entire scab, she skillfully took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao.
After pouring the powder on it, he waited until the bleeding stopped before turning around and leaving.
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