chasing stars

When Grandma Cao said this, several people felt embarrassed.

Speaking of which, the grass in the afternoon was almost all cut with the help of the villagers, and they walked all the way to rest. Xiao Cao usually walked the mountain road in ten minutes, but today he just walked with them for more than an hour.

So after eating the steamed buns, several people began to cut pigweed seriously, very seriously.

Grandma Cao and Xiao Cao watched from the side, the expressions on their faces were indescribable.

The old man wanted to remind them several times that it was just pigweed, so there was no need to cut it so finely, but in the end he held back.

Except for Yi Xuan who seemed to be chopping vegetables, the other three seemed to be carefully sharpening their knives.

"Xiao Cao, go and cut out the hogweed you cut back!" Grandma Cao changed the method very tactfully.

"Okay!" Xiao Cao replied simply and resonantly, as if he had endured it for a long time.

So after a while, there was a "bang bang bang" sound of the knife colliding with the wooden board in the thatched cottage.

The four stopped to look at the scene of Xiao Cao slashing wildly with a knife, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Hu Xiaolan said quietly: "Is this called cutting pigweed?"

Grandma Cao laughed and said, "Actually, we call it grass for slaughtering pigs, and the grass for feeding pigs doesn't have to be cut so finely."

Gao Chaoran said: "Say it earlier, we can do it too!"

As he said that, he imitated Xiao Cao's appearance and swung his knife down with full momentum, but he didn't even land on the grass.

"Are you sure you are slaughtering pigweed, not wood?" Hu Xiaolan looked disgusted.

"Damn, old... Aren't I afraid of getting my hands cut off?" Seeing Yi Xuan and Xing Junchen staring at him, Gao Chaoran said dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you come?"

Yi Xuan and Xing Junchen tried it, but because they were afraid of being chopped off, like Gao Chaoran, they killed it a few times and felt lonely.

Hu Xiaolan looked at Grandma Cao and said awkwardly, "Let's be honest."

If you really cut it down with a knife, your hand will definitely be useless.

"Grandma Cao, go and rest, don't worry about us." Yi Xuan couldn't bear to see Grandma Cao guarding beside them. It's so late, it's time for the old man to rest.

Grandma Cao looked at them with a smile: "It's okay, not sleepy!"

These children have never done farm work at first glance, and they have come all the way from the big city to help in their small mountain village. How can she leave people here to work and go to sleep by themselves!

"Grandma Cao, do you have anything interesting here?"

Seeing that Grandma Cao insisted on not going to rest, Gao Chaoran simply chatted with the old man and listened to anecdotes about the mountain village.

Hu Xiaolan also became interested: "Yes, please tell us all the time!"

Xiao Cao looked up at them, then silently lowered his head and continued with the work at hand, but his movements were much slower and lighter.

"It really is!" As soon as he mentioned this old man, he became interested.

A hint of alertness flashed in Yi Xuan's eyes.

Glancing at the sky outside the house, the night was endless and there was no light at all.Only a few stars in the distant sky are bright.The afterglow of moonlight was diluted by the lights in the house, making it difficult to see clearly.

Yi Xuan has been afraid of the dark and ghosts since he was a child.And the root cause is the time I went to grandma's house with Yi Sixian when I was young.

Grandma also likes to tell them anecdotes, but it is very strange. Most of the anecdotes and anecdotes in the mountain village cannot avoid ghosts and ghosts, and the old man always tells them in a good way, and every time he tells who so-and-so experienced personally.

Let the authenticity and horror of the story go to the next level.

Old people always seem to believe in these things.

Yi Xuan had a psychological shadow since then, so that he didn't dare to sleep alone for a long time.

Later brought back to Qiya City by Wu Man, he often had to be alone at home, and with the lights everywhere in the city, he gradually overcame that fear.

"It probably happened the year before last, old man Li from the east of our village..." Granny Cao's voice became gloomy unconsciously when she spoke, and Yi Xuan couldn't help but slapped her on that wrinkled but extremely serious face. shiver.

The sound of cutting pigweed became smaller and smaller, and only the sound of breathing remained in the room.

There were more than 20 people in this thatched hut plus the staff, but it suddenly became extremely quiet, only Grandma Cao's extremely low and eerie voice was left.

"The whole village knows about it. We even went to old man Li's house to see it. The few people who went there at the beginning really saw it, but then it disappeared when there were too many people. It is said that when there are too many people, the yang energy is strong, and those things are gone. Dare to come close."

Who said Grandma Cao was uneducated?Not good at words?

The story was told not only vividly, but as if she had experienced it herself.

"Ah—" A moth flew over, and Hu Xiaolan was so frightened that she threw herself into Gao Chaoran's arms.

Gao Chaoran was taken aback by Hu Xiaolan, and while yelling, he hugged Hu Xiaolan and slipped into Yi Xuan's arms.

Yi Xuan was also terribly frightened, and yelled, Xing Junchen hugged Yi Xuan's neck as soon as he got excited, and the four of them hugged together.

Terrifying, terrifying.

Normally, the staff would definitely laugh at them mercilessly, but this time several staff were also scared and hugged each other.

It took a while for everyone to come back to their senses.

Gao Chaoran pushed Hu Xiaolan away, and said speechlessly, "I... my sister, I wasn't scared to death by Grandma Cao's story, but I was almost scared to pee by you. Is it appropriate to scream like this at a time like this?"

Hu Xiaolan was really frightened, she burst into tears, with teardrops hanging on her face, she looked pitiful.

"You think I'm thinking, it's because that bug flew over suddenly!"

When people are in a state of high tension, even a gust of howling wind can startle them.

"Okay, there are so many people here, what are you afraid of, just listen to the story, we have to believe in science!"

I don't know if he is comforting Hu Xiaolan or himself.

Gao Chaoran turned around and saw Yi Xuan looking at him tearfully, frowning slightly: "Are you scared too?"

Yi Xuan covered his lips, took a while to recover, nodded, and said, "I'm afraid, but I'm crying because I was hit by you."

When Gao Chaoran hugged Hu Xiaolan and hid in Yi Xuan's arms, he was so forceful that his head hit Yi Xuan's lips, the inside of his mouth and the top of his lips were broken, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

His tears came from the pain at that moment.

Gao Chaoran took a closer look apologetically, and it seemed that he was still a little serious.Fortunately, the program team was well prepared and found medicine.

"It's over. The scariest thing is not the ghost story Grandma Cao just told, nor Hu Xiaolan's scream, but Yi Xuan's mouth. How will I explain it to Ji Ruoyu then?"

Yi Xuan's mouth swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gao Chaoran thought angrily, what the hell is wrong with me, I want Grandma Cao to tell us stories?

"Hey, Yi Xuan, what's wrong with your neck?" The light in the room was rather dim, and I didn't notice it just now, but now Hu Xiaolan saw that there were still a few scratches on Yi Xuan's neck.

Beads of blood were dripping, and it was frighteningly red.

Xing Junchen sat behind Yi Xuan, raised his hand apologetically, and whispered, "I caught it."

He was also quite frightened just now, and he subconsciously joined the crowd, and he was too flustered when he grabbed Yi Xuan, so he arrested Yi Xuan.

"Yi Xuan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yi Xuan: "..." How would he explain it to Ji Ruoyu?

Gao Chaoran: "..." He will stay away from Ji Ruoyu in the next few days.