I have a room in Huangquan

"This is what Granny Meng remembers now. This old woman is in a state of anxiety. I'm afraid that her soul will be trapped inside and she won't be able to get out for a while. Go in and have a look, and find a way to wake her soul up. Maybe she will be able to wake up."

"Go in? In Po Meng's head??" Ding Xiaoyi looked at the door in front of him and hesitated for a while.

But Pang Pang assured the two of them: "Don't worry, I will guide you through sound transmission outside, and there will be no problems."

Seeing Pangpang patted his chest to reassure, Ding Xiaoyi didn't bother anymore, mainly because he looked at Sister Chai Rong's worried expression and felt embarrassed to let her go in by herself.

After all, speaking of this matter, it has nothing to do with their gambling.

Seeing that the two agreed, Fatty blew a light breath, and a gust of wind blew in, making the two of them feel dizzy for a while.

Dazed as if being pushed, followed by the feeling of stepping on the air, the two subconsciously opened their eyes to take a look.

But seeing the blue bricks and green tiles, the white wall and the path in front of me, I don't know where I am.

At this time, only fat and fat voices came into the ears of the two of them quietly:

"You have entered Granny Meng's consciousness now, relax, don't be nervous, be natural, don't mess around, follow the dream in front of you, or you will be rejected by her subconscious."

The two nodded half-understood, at this moment Ding Xiaoyi suddenly heard Fatty's sound transmission.

"Boy, the opportunity is rare, so delay and delay."

He was stunned for a moment, with no expression on his face, but he couldn't laugh or cry and asked in his heart: "Don't tell me that you are going to steal Granny Meng's underwear."

This was just a joke, but he didn't want to be fat, so he responded seriously:

"Fuck you, this old woman never wears underwear. This year is still the year of birth."

Ding Xiaoyi felt a sudden chill when he heard the words.

At this time, Chai Rong suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of her, her eyes lit up, and she took Ding Xiaoyi's hand: "Look, where is the mother-in-law!"

The two walked up and took a look, but they stood there in a daze. Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but widen his eyes and said, "Are you sure, this is your master? Meng Po??"

Chapter 675: The past of Aunt Meng

I saw a girl standing on the bridge in front of her, with a slender figure, her long hair was draped over her vest, and her long hair was tied with a jade button. Her sculpted neck might be as white as snow.

Holding a pink oil-paper umbrella, standing in the mist and rain, ethereal and dusty.

When she turned around, she saw Fang Dang Shaoling, her eyes were like pools of clear water, and when she looked around, she seemed to be looking for someone.

Even though there is a human beauty like Chai Rong beside him, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"One eye falls on the city, and then the eye falls on the country."

I saw this sentence from a collection of ancient poems, but I didn't think it was so amazing at the time, but only now did I realize that this sentence seemed to be born for this moment.

The woman in front of me is really more beautiful than the one walking down from the painting.

If it was another place, I would never associate such a peerless beauty with Po Meng.

It's just that according to Fatty's intention, they will follow Po Meng's dream. If there is no accident, the woman in front of her should be Po Meng.

It's just that the gap is a bit too big.

"It's indeed the mother-in-law. Look at the inconspicuous birthmark next to the ear of the mother-in-law."

Chai Rong and Po Meng have been together for so long, and they found the key point at a glance.

Pointing with his hand, Ding Xiaoyi saw a birthmark the size of a red bean next to the woman's ear.

There is no doubt that it is Meng Po in front of me.

Who would have thought that the serious old lady was so beautiful when she was young.

"Isn't Granny Meng dreaming and imagining herself like this on purpose?"

Ding Xiaoyi still doesn't quite believe that the beautiful woman in front of her is actually Po Meng.

"Brother B, my mother-in-law is actually quite nice, but sometimes she is a little strict." Chai Rong said.

While the two were talking, a young man stumbled over from behind them.

The young man looked about fifteen or sixteen, and he seemed to feel the wind under his feet.

"Aunt Meng"

The boy yelled and crashed into Granny Meng's arms.

Seeing Po Meng's face was cold, she twisted her slender fingers next to the boy's ear, and the boy grinned in pain.

"Yeah, it hurts, it hurts."

"I still know it hurts. How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to run around? The army was in chaos. They arrested you and made you a strong man. No one buried you when you died."

The young man screamed in pain, and tears were about to flow down his face. Hearing this, the young man showed a mean smile on his face: "Hey, then you love me so much."

Po Meng said nothing with a cold face, but she let go of the boy's ears.

The young man rubbed his ears, his sly eyes rolled back and forth, he didn't know what the cunning man was thinking, but he took out a silver hairpin from his pocket.

"Last time when I did something for Ximen Dong's family, the master of the Dong family gave three taels of silver. I saw that your wooden hairpin, Aunt Meng, was about to break. Isn't it your twentieth birthday tomorrow? So I bought a silver hairpin with silver. .”

As he spoke, the young man brought the silver hairpin in his hand forward.

Seeing this, Granny Meng still had a straight face: "Three taels of silver, you buy a silver hairpin, but don't even think about it, how long will you be able to eat if you exchange three taels of silver for rice."

Hearing Granny Meng's reprimand, the young man said disapprovingly: "What's the point of giving my mother-in-law a silver hairpin? If you really feel sorry for me, I will marry you later and you will be the housekeeper."

I don't know if she was angry or ashamed by him, the corners of Po Meng's mouth twitched slightly, she turned around and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm five years older than you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without paying attention to the boy.

"Hey, Aunt Meng"

Seeing this, the boy hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, Chai Rong pulled Ding Xiaoyi and hurriedly chased after her.

"Slower!"

Ding Xiaoyi sensed something was wrong, and pulled her over, motioning her to slow down.

"Brother Xiaoyi, you don't know, that piece of silver just now." Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi covered his mouth.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced around.

But he saw blurred pedestrians around him, who slowed down at some point. These blurred figures couldn't see the facial features and faces clearly.

But at this moment, he can be sure that these people are staring at the two of them, and can vaguely feel the slightest bit of hostility.

"Relax and be natural, have you forgotten how Pangpang explained?"

Fat Pang said before that this is Po Meng's consciousness, once the two of them are too nervous, they will be rejected by Po Meng's subconscious.

These vague figures may be the vague memories of Po Meng's subconscious.

At this time, Chai Rong also noticed the surrounding situation, nodded, and slowly let herself relax.

Ding Xiaoyi pulled her forward.

As he walked, he said, "Don't worry, this is Po Meng's consciousness. No matter where we go, we won't be too far away from Po Meng's consciousness."

Chai Rong nodded, noticing the blurred pedestrians around her, she gradually continued to move, and gradually disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

"Brother Yi, I've seen that silver hairpin in my mother-in-law's jewelry box, and it was pushed down on the bottom layer by my mother-in-law. Could it be that the boy my mother-in-law is looking for is the boy just now?"

Chai Rong recalled that when she was helping her mother-in-law clean up the room, she accidentally saw the silver hairpin wrapped in red silk and carefully hidden it.

Compared to my mother-in-law's other jewelry, this silver hairpin is nothing worth mentioning.

But it is obviously extremely precious to be collected so carefully by the mother-in-law.

"Maybe."

Ding Xiaoyi is not sure, after all, the two seem to be a bit older.

While they were talking, there was a misty white fog in front of them, but a Zhuangzi appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them.

"Yizhuang?"

Seeing the plaque hanging on the gate, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help being startled, then turned to Chai Rong and asked, "Isn't Po Meng's surname Meng? Why is it linked to Yizhuang?"

Chai Rong couldn't help covering her mouth and explaining with a chuckle: "In fact, the Yizhuang was originally used for charity. There are book halls, public land, and ancestral halls in it. After a long time, it gradually became a place to store coffins.

Most of them have not found a good place to be buried for a while, or the deceased died in a foreign country, and the family members are going to transport them back to the mainland for burial, or they are too poor to be buried, so they have to temporarily deposit them in the Yizhuang. "

When Ding Xiaoyi heard the words, he suddenly realized: "Oh, it's like a morgue, right?"

"Well, it can be understood in this way. The big households in the city pay for maintenance, and generally have no income. It seems that my mother-in-law lives here."

Chai Rong gently pushed open the concealed door as she spoke.

As soon as the door was opened, I saw a plum tree standing in the huge yard. I don't know how old it was.

And the young man just now was standing under the big tree, with his hands clasped in his fists and in a horse gait, and there were three burning incense candles under his buttocks.

"what!"

Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look, and in the blink of an eye, he was no more than a boy with a chest height, but he has obviously grown up a lot, and he can already reach his shoulders by visual estimation.

"Brother B, look!"

Chai Rong pointed to the front, and not far away, Granny Meng was sitting at a stone table beside her.

She was wearing a plain long dress, and her hair was tied with the hairpin given to her by the boy.

Slender and white fingers lightly turned the stone mill in front of her, grinding the cinnabar into a fine powder.

Every move, there is a kind of silent tranquility, as if exiling himself from the world.

Then he wrote the pen, fell the ink, and in an instant a yellow talisman was drawn by Po Meng.

The young man on the side looked engrossed, he couldn't help but put his butt down, and was suddenly jolted by the burning of the incense candle, and almost jumped up.

"Don't move, keep squatting!"

Although Po Meng didn't look at him, she seemed to be staring at his every move, and told him to squat down coldly.

"Aunt Meng, how long will it take? I can't hold it anymore!"

The young man rubbed his butt, complaining bitterly, but he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, and put on his horse again.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. If you don't suffer a little bit, how can you learn the real skills?"

Po Meng was completely unmoved by the boy's crying.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense

A day passed by in a hurry, and the young man's buttocks were burnt countless times.

Even the trousers were scalded to have several holes.

But in the blink of an eye it was evening, the young man rubbed his buttocks, went back to the room, threw himself on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

But not long after he fell into a sound sleep, a candle lit up the room, only to see Granny Meng walk into the room with a cold face.

"Aunt Meng, I want to marry you as my wife"

The boy was lying on the bed, with saliva still on the corner of his mouth, muttering to himself in his sleep.

Seeing him sleeping soundly, he couldn't help shaking his head, took off his pants, saw the blood blisters on his buttocks, and showed a rare concern on his cold face.

After carefully taking out the golden sore medicine and applying it on him, he took his pants and got up to leave.

The two of them saw all this clearly from the window.

Chai Rong looked at the young man's white and tender buttocks, and couldn't help turning her head away with a blushing face.

"Hey, it looks like Granny Meng has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart." Ding Xiaoyi sighed.

"Mother-in-law isn't bad in the first place." Chai Rong still knew a little about Po-Meng, but she never thought that Po-Meng was the same.

Then she changed her voice and couldn't help asking: "But how should we wake up the mother-in-law?"

"this"

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help raising his head, hoping that Pangpang could give some advice.

But this fat guy didn't make any sound at this time, he guessed that this fat guy might have gone somewhere to steal something long ago.

While the two were talking, they followed Granny Meng all the way to the room.

Under the solitary shadow of the green lantern, Granny Meng picked up silk thread and sewed the torn trousers for the young man.