Mr Tang

It was foggy in the morning, and there was heavy fog today. Xie Yan did not go to sea, but rested at home. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Aunt Xie outside watering the vegetables, and the hostess was also helping her.

"Xie Yan, you got up so early? You don't have to go to sea today, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Aunt Xie asked loudly.

The women in this village are a group of hard-working women. They get up every morning before dawn to do housework, and the men in the family usually don’t sleep until ten o’clock when they don’t go to sea. won't get up.

Xie Yan said, "I just woke up when I couldn't fall asleep." In this world, he is used to going to bed early and getting up early.

"Young man, it's good, unlike my old man, who hasn't gotten up yet." Aunt Xie sighed, but she didn't mean to dislike her man at all, but she was really just complaining.

"Mom, Dad works so hard every day, shouldn't it be right to let her sleep a little longer?" Xie Miaomiao spoke for his father.

Aunt Xie glared at her daughter, "You damn girl, protect your father."

Xie Miaomiao stuck out her tongue playfully.

Xie Yan went to wash up and fetch water by the way, but when he thought of so many people dying in that well, he became a little scared.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask the man to go with him. Xie Yan pushed open the door of the room. The man was still sleeping. He walked up and pushed the man's back, "Get up, and go wash clothes with me."

In this era of backward technology, there is no such thing as a washing machine, and clothes and the like must be washed by hand. He has been here for so long, and he goes to the well behind to wash by himself.

The man woke up quickly, opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes, as if he just pretended to sleep with his eyes closed just now.

Although Liu Haiyao is a dead person, he "lives" like a normal person, and like him, he needs to bathe, eat, and sleep. This often makes Xie Yan forget that he is a ghost, and he doesn't have to do these things.

But the man didn't, Xie Yan didn't know what was on his mind, so he didn't ask.

Liu Haiyao didn't delay, after listening to his words, he got up and changed his clothes, and went to a well near the back mountain with Xie Yan.

Perhaps none of the men in the family went to sea today, and the women were all sleeping in the same bed with their men, and they hadn't come to the well to wash clothes. That's why when the thank you banquet came, there was no one there.

The stones on the ground by the well were very clean. Xie Yan put the bucket on the ground and was about to fetch water when he lowered his head when someone pulled him back.

Liu Haiyao pulled the man roughly, found a big rock beside him, pushed Xie Yan to sit down, rolled up his sleeves, "I'll do it, just watch from here, how dangerous it is, if you fall later What can I do?"

His words were obviously worried about Xie Yan.

Xie Yan originally wanted the man to accompany him, but he never thought that the man would snatch his clothes to wash, and looking at the man's clumsy appearance, it was obvious that he had never done such a job.

It is true that Liu Haiyao has never helped anyone wash clothes. When he was alive, there were servants at home, so he didn't need to do it. After his death, he was sealed away, so he didn't need to do it.

He didn't expect that one day, he would help a man wash his clothes and underwear so diligently. If it was in the past, he wouldn't believe it even if he killed him.

Seeing the man holding his underwear and rubbing it with his hands, Xie Yan looked awkward, he turned his head away, his ears felt faintly hot.

After a while, the sound of the man washing came over, and he wrung out all the clothes and put them in the bucket.

Xie Yan hummed, and wanted to take the things, but the man wouldn't let him, and Xie Yan didn't grab it, so he just let him go.

Subconsciously, Xie Yan always regarded the man as one of his own, so he never met him.

The well is very close to home, when they came back, they passed by Xie Miaomiao's house, and saw a large group of people surrounded by her house, which made Xie Yan feel uneasy.

He turned his head and said to the man behind him, "These two days, you go inside the jar first, and don't let others see you."

He suddenly said this out of nowhere, Liu Haiyao was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he disliked him, and said anxiously, "Why? I have been in the jar for many years, and I still want to go to the jar?"

Xie Yan's heart skipped a beat. It's true that he didn't think carefully. Men have been suffocated in the jar for so many years. They must not want to go in again. He softened his heart and said, "Okay, if you don't want to go in, then don't go in."

"Then can I not go in in the future?" Liu Haiyao took advantage of the heat, and every time he beat the young man hard, he would drive him to sleep in the altar for the next few days.

In their era, where anyone slept in the jar, at most they slept in the study.But after thinking about it, Liu Haiyao was much relieved when he thought that his father was often driven to sleep in the study next door by his mother, and he could still share a room with the young man.

Xie Yan told the man to put down his things, and ran to the yard to dry the clothes by himself, but his mind was not on the clothes at all, but was secretly looking at Aunt Xie's house next door.

The courtyards of the two families are very close, and there is no partition wall, and everything outside the door can be seen at a glance, but inside...

The gate was surrounded by curious people. Xie Yan couldn't see what was going on inside. He wanted to go over to have a look, but the man at home couldn't find him later, and he should go out to find someone in a hurry. He vaguely guessed why so many people suddenly came to Xie Miaomiao's house to watch, and it was not easy to let his man go out again.

The clothes in my hand were soon gone to dry, in fact, there were only three sets. Now that the sun is out, the clothes will dry naturally in the afternoon.

Xie Yan went inside to get a broom and went to sweep the yard, her eyes were still looking at Xie Miaomiao's house as usual.

Hard work pays off, Xie Yan saw a man with tied hair, wearing a gray robe, with sharp eyebrows, looking towards this side.

Sure enough, as he expected, it was the male lead. Xie Yan looked at the two big characters above the head of the man not far away, and turned his mind. It seemed that the male lead came when he was going to wash clothes.

"This benefactor, please stay."

Xie Yan paused just as he was about to enter the room, and looked at the male protagonist who stopped him, with a professional smirk slowly on his face, "This priest, are you calling me?" He asked knowingly.

Aunt Xie and Xie Miaomiao also happened to come out, and when they saw Xie Yan, they greeted each other, "Xie Yan, you came back after doing laundry so quickly today?"

Because Xie Yan usually washes his clothes slowly, but today he has a man to help him wash, so it is much faster.

Xie Yan hummed, nodded, and went to look at the male lead who stopped him.

"Daozhang, what's the matter? Didn't you say you're going to visit the Unnamed Tomb?"

Aunt Xie looked suspiciously at the male protagonist who stopped suddenly.

As soon as Xie Yan heard about No Man's Grave, he thought of his own man, his eyes immediately became vigilant, and he concealed it very well, just for a second, no one noticed.

"Did the benefactor feel unwell recently? There is something abnormal around him."

The male lead's words, in the ears of others, may be a normal Taoist question, but in Xie Yan's ears, it is unusual, "I am in good health, how can you be like this, the first time If you meet, you will curse people."

Xie Yan paused with a smile on his face, then changed into a vicious expression, frowning narrowly, with a look of displeasure.

"I'm sorry, Pindao doesn't have such vicious thoughts. He just saw a thick black air between the benefactor's eyebrows, as if he was entangled by some dirty thing. That's why he said this. Forgive me, benefactor."

Aunt Xie, who had been waiting by the side to take the male lead to the unnamed grave, became anxious when she heard this, "No, you can't talk nonsense! I see that Xie Yan is in good health these days, with a rosy complexion. Dirty things are entangled, so don't scare the boy."

After she finished speaking, she anxiously took Xie Yan's hand, "Xie Yan, did you bring the yellow talisman that my aunt begged for you a few days ago?"

"There is a belt." Xie Yan took out the yellow talisman in his pocket and showed it to her.

"It's fine if you have it, it's fine if you have it." Aunt Xie smiled reassuringly, then looked at the Taoist priest, and said hesitantly, "Master Taoist, could you be mistaken?"

The Taoist took a deep look at Xie Yan, shook his head, and said, "Let's go to the Unnamed Tomb first."

It's just that when he was leaving, he turned his head to look at Xie Yan again, and then turned to look at a window in Xie Yan's room.

Xie Yan walked to the window calmly, blocking his sight.

After the male lead disappeared, Xie Yan's hanging heart was relieved, but when he turned his head to look at the window, he was also taken aback. When did the man stand in the window?

Xie Yan hurried into the room, closed the door, pursed his lips, walked to the window with a cold face, grabbed the man by the ear, and pulled it in.

"It hurts, hurts..., baby, if you have something to say, speak up." Liu Haiyao covered one ear and hummed.

He was angry in his heart that the man appeared so blatantly in the eyes of the Taoist priest, wouldn't he be afraid of being blocked by him again later?

Because Xie Yan was nervous, he obviously forgot what was said in the plot, and the Taoist priest couldn't beat Liu Haiyao.

Liu Haiyao saw that Xie Yan's face was not good, and wanted to beg for mercy, "Baby, I was wrong, baby, I will not dare in the future."

Seeing him admitting his mistake, Xie Yan half lost his anger. After thinking for a while, he picked up the jar that had been placed beside the bed and threw it on the ground.

This frightened Liu Haiyao jumped, thinking that the young man was really angry with himself, so angry that he smashed the only thing that belonged to him.

This blue-and-white porcelain jar was made by himself when he was a child, and the patterns on it were carved by his parents for him. It is also the only thing in the world that belongs to him besides his youth.

Liu Haiyao began to rage in his heart, unable to maintain his usual human appearance on his face, but a ghostly appearance emerged, with black stripes, blood-red eyeballs, and long black nails.It looked terrifying.

[The author has something to say]: I ask silently, is anyone watching?