Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Life is hard for a dog, as it can’t even find a place to steal food.

Zhenbang, savoring the aroma of the canned meat, accompanied Ding Guihua out of the house. He wanted to remind her that the hostess had left dumplings in the back room, but unfortunately the hostess was so scared that she didn't understand anything.

She didn't wear thick cotton clothes when going out, so she could only hide in the greenhouse. There were many living things in the greenhouse, and the chickens were clucking one after another. Ding Guihua's heart finally settled down a little. She picked eggs, tidied the vegetable garden, and felt comfortable doing the work.

The jasmine flowers were blooming and filling the greenhouse with fragrance. Ding Guihua realized it later and wondered if she was too stupid to notice that the jasmine flowers had formed buds. It was possible, after all, her financial situation limited her, and she was more concerned about the vegetables and eggs that could be turned into cash.

Alas, poor Ding Guihua, she didn't dare to go back to the house even though she was hungry, so she picked some cucumbers in the greenhouse to eat. It was New Year's Day, and she shouldn't feel aggrieved that her first meal was like this. Ding Guihua was optimistic, as long as no supernatural incidents happened in the greenhouse, otherwise, she would have nowhere to go.

After waiting and waiting, I happily opened the door of the greenhouse and walked out. There was a sound at the gate and the electric tricycle "buzzed" in...

Leng Yanqiu felt something was wrong as soon as she entered the house. Her mother was standing at the door of the greenhouse with tears in her eyes. She loved to urge others to wear cotton jackets, but she didn't wear one herself. She was shivering in the cold wind, her lips quivering, but she couldn't speak.

It’s New Year’s Day, how much injustice have you suffered?

Leng Zhiqiang deserves a beating again?

Release the dog! No, Leng Yanqiu put down the tricycle and strode forward. Her mother's hands were still making small movements, secretly pointing to the room where she lived, interspersed with "waving hands" and shaking heads.

So mysterious—Leng Zhiqiang went into his mother’s room?

No dog left for you?

"Great, go!" Leng Yanqiu pointed to the door.

Great - there's no enemy inside, why call the dog?

Go forward, looking back every few steps.

Leng Yanqiu followed and did not forget to comfort her mother: "Don't be afraid, I will beat him so hard today that he can't take care of himself."

Fortunately, beating to death is against the law.

Ding Guihua wiped away her tears. She was already very brave. She didn't cry even though she was so frightened in the house, nor did she cry in the greenhouse. She only lost control when she saw her daughter come home.

She also couldn't let her daughter face the ghost alone, so she handed the weapon to her daughter with her right hand, then immediately grabbed her daughter's sleeve tightly and followed her closely towards the door.

It was like a tunnel war. Leng Yanqiu was speechless, but she felt a sense of admiration for Leng Zhiqiang. He was really an indestructible cockroach. He should have been beaten to the point of being unable to get up from the kang, but he actually had the guts to break into her house?

Zhenbang quickly walked around the house, then happily opened the door and wagged its tail to invite its owner in.

"Ahhh, master, please change quickly. Change into canned meat, a teething stick, a quail, or even dog food, ahhh." The voice-over shows the tail swinging like a Hot Wheels.

Leng Yanqiu entered the house with his luggage and went straight to the big kang in the inner room.

There was not a single hair of a person on the kang, under the quilt, or anywhere else.

Leng Yanqiu turned and went to the back room. It was the same lock she had hung. She opened it, but still nothing was there. She lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the dumplings were still warming inside, but now they were no longer hot.

"Mom, isn't there anyone here?"

"Yes, there is no one!" Ding Guihua let go of her daughter's sleeve and panicked. She pointed to the empty space outside the room tremblingly, "It was right there. All of a sudden, the things were gone. And all of a sudden, they were gone again."

After hearing this description, Ding Guihua's legs went limp again. Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she paid close attention to the direction where the thing disappeared.

Hey, today is the first day of the new year. I started watching a horror movie in my dream, and I was the protagonist.

"What's missing? Was there a thief in the house?" Leng Yanqiu cast a cold look at Gouzi again.

Awesome: I won’t take the blame for this!

Ding Guihua nodded and shook her head, and she leaned closer to her daughter before she felt relieved: "It's dog food, the really great food you hid, and canned meat..."

"It's gone in a flash! No, no, it's gone without a flash!"

Finally, after explaining the whole story, Ding Guihua breathed a sigh of relief: "Qiu'er, we still have to move. This house is not clean. Really, you are young and don't believe it. I know, but I really can't help but believe it——"

"I believe it." Leng Yanqiu nodded, with a look of "I'm serious".

"Xiao Qiu is home, right? Xiao Qiu, keep your dog locked up!" A familiar voice suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard. It was Secretary Ma's voice.

The great way to welcome guests is always tactful, blocking the door and not letting them eat.

Then they could only put aside the question of "believe it or not" for the time being. Leng Yanqiu walked out, and Ding Guihua followed closely behind, fearing that she would be left behind.

"Xiao Qiu is at home, and so is Xiao Qiu's mother. Why is the door closed during the New Year? The Ma San family has returned to celebrate the New Year, and they miss this yard. Although it has been sold to your family, they also want to come back and take a look. After all, they have lived here before and have feelings for it!"

Secretary Ma shouted a greeting, and several people behind him, middle-aged men and women, poked their heads and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

Unfortunately, it was not until Leng Yanqiu snapped his fingers that the big fat dog guarding the house moved away and squatted.

"Happy New Year, Secretary Ma! Happy New Year, everyone!" Leng Yanqiu walked forward a few steps. She didn't know the person behind Secretary Ma. Although they had lived in the same village, she had never interacted with her neighbors since she was a child. The Ma San family would not specifically visit the Leng family, so they had never met before.

I had heard before that villagers living away from home would return home to visit their ancestors’ graves and pay homage to them on the second day of the New Year, but I didn’t expect that Ma San’s family would return on the first day.

Secretary Ma had a slightly awkward expression. The people behind him squeezed in and looked around, especially at the newly built greenhouse. It seemed as if hooks could emerge from their eyes.

One of the women spoke first, her voice low: "Tsk tsk, I thought it was cheap, right? Our place is a Feng Shui treasure land. Look, a little girl can earn enough money to build a shed when she comes to our house."

"That's right. I heard that the vegetables grown in this greenhouse are very expensive. People in the city love them and say they taste good! Isn't it because our land is so prosperous?"

... Leng Yanqiu shrugged and just looked at Secretary Ma with his arms folded. Anyway, the house procedures have been completed, and the neighbor witnesses have also put their fingerprints on the document. In the end, it doesn't matter if Ma San's family has one more signature or one less signature. Secretary Ma had specially confirmed it with Ma San via video.

I will just watch your performance quietly.

Secretary Ma felt his face getting hot in the cold weather: "Well, if you want to come back and take a look, then come and take a look. Xiaoqiu has kept this house and yard well tidy, there is no trouble."

He saw Ding Guihua, who was like a bullied girl, standing aside: "And Xiao Qiuniang, you two knew each other before, right? You are both living a normal life, you can't cause any harm to the house, haha."

The other party was made up of women, so the two middle-aged men stepped back, their eyes darting around. It seemed that they regretted selling the house, or thought they sold it too cheaply and wanted to make up for it.