as pure as a radish

Before the Spring Festival next year, the chairman took the whole family to travel abroad for half a month. I didn't have to be on call 24 hours a day, so I went back to my hometown with my computer on my back.I'm still continuously contributing to the radio station, because the murder cases I'm writing are getting smoother and smoother, and the last few times I can finish them in just two hours or so.It won't burden me, and I don't have to resign myself.Anyway, all I need to do is send out the manuscript, and the other party will reply me with five words: Received, thank you for your hard work.In fact, this process does not require much communication with anyone on the station.

Of course, from a certain point on, Liu Ziyun's email address was no longer the recipient or sender, and that address stayed in the CC column forever.

On the first day of junior high school, I got up early and sat at the dining table to watch the snow. The nanny I found for my parents before would come back in the third grade of junior high school. We can only rely on ourselves for the housework these days.

"Xiao Yuan~ Take out the chicken soup." My mother called me.It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me that, and I was taken aback for a moment before I realized it.

"It's just breakfast, why do you stew chicken?" I walked into the kitchen that was warmed by the heat output from the induction cooker.

My mother turned around and said loudly like she used to teach me, "There are guests! I stewed the chicken last night, and I woke up at three o'clock to watch the fire! It's not like you, you know how to hug the whole day computer. Watch out for blind eyes!"

"Is someone coming? So early?" I didn't expect the day of visiting relatives to visit so early.

"Your class teacher when you were young! Teacher Yang! Have you forgotten?" My mother handed me a soup bowl much larger than my head, and wrapped the bottom and sides of the bowl with towels for heat insulation.

I took it, "What is she here for?"

"Come in!" My mother stared at me with wide eyes, probably thinking that it was incredible that I could ask such a mentally handicapped question.

"It's too early. Anyway, come back after noon." I held the soup bowl, and the smell of overcooked chicken continuously rushed to my face.

My mother: "This is the only time I have time!"

Me: "Oh. Okay."

My mother: "It's not your job to put the soup in there, go wash your face, change your clothes, and dress up."

Me: "Ah? Is it useful..."

My mother: "It's so beautiful on the first day of the new year! Remember to wear that bright red dress I picked out for you!"

Me: "...that's weird."

My mother: "If you tell you to wear it, you can wear it! I'm too busy, so go out and change quickly, and don't block me here."

I ended up changing because my mom broke into my room and put me on.Dressed as if I were married and sitting at the dining table, I welcomed Teacher Yang, who I hadn’t seen in almost 20 years, and behind her was her son, a dark-skinned and fat man who was about my age.

"Hey! Xiaoyuan is so beautiful?" Teacher Yang said exaggeratedly, like a stage actor with a lot of drama.

We asked her to sit down with her son, and she grabbed her son and pointed at me and said, "This is Liu Xiaoyuan. Do you remember? You are two years younger."

"How did I know each other when I was younger?" Her son muttered.

"If you don't know each other, let's meet now." Teacher Yang looked at me, "Right, Xiaoyuan. I heard that you are doing a good job now. Your monthly salary is higher than our annual salary. You have become a talent! Teacher back then I think you are very obedient and smart, and you will definitely be promising in the future."

"What's the use of a girl earning so much money!" My mother took over the conversation, serving soup for two guests while complaining, "She's still single at thirty, her father and I are so anxious."

Teacher Yang: "Hey, young people are like this now. Isn't my son the same? You said he was a nice guy, honest, and hardworking, but he didn't bring me a daughter-in-law back. I'm waiting for my grandson and so on. I can't even sleep."

"I don't like children." In the harmony, I said coldly.

Afterwards, Teacher Yang was still talking with a smile, but the smile on her face was obviously not as happy as before.My mother smoothed things over countless times by saying that before giving birth, she felt that it was a pressure, and after giving birth, everyone liked it very much.That's how everyone came here, and we young people will know it when the time comes.

After seeing off the two guests, my mother ordered me to take off my skirt and put on cotton pajamas and go to the kitchen to wash dishes.I turned on the faucet, and my mother stood at the kitchen door and scolded me for being ignorant and unable to speak.I squeezed the dish soap onto the scouring pad, filled it with water, waited for the foam to rise, and said slowly, "Mom, I won't get married, and I won't have children."

I was scolded at home all day. After dinner, I wrapped up a down jacket and went out. My parents sat on the sofa watching TV angrily, and no one paid any attention to me.I drove out of town and went straight to Yu Ting's house.I want to go to her house for no reason. I want to know what these people who still have the face to live freely in this world are doing on the first day of the new year.

There are very few cars on the road, and when we get to the place, there are not many bungalows with lights on. Maybe they have all moved out?I looked from a distance, and there was no light in Yu Ting's bungalow.Moved too?Where else could they go?Could it be that Yu Ting's brother found a job in the city and took them all to the city?

I stepped on the snow and walked to the door of her house alone. I was very close and didn't hear any movement in the house.

Suddenly, there was a click, and there was the sound of a dead leaf being stepped on.While I was frightened, the other party was also frightened by me.

"Ouch! I was scared to death!" A strange aunt appeared behind me, "Little girl, what are you doing here?!"

My aunt was still terrified, but I could only bite the bullet and ask, "Has this family moved away?"

The aunt subconsciously covered her mouth, then patted her chest and asked me, "Who are you from them? Do you know them?"

I shook my head, "Oh, no, just ask, I ate at his house when I was traveling before."

The aunt rubbed her chest and leaned closer to me, "It's unlucky here! You should leave quickly! This family... is dead!"

die? ?I lost focus in a daze.

The aunt grabbed me and walked out, "Stop standing there and talking, I dare not approach there! It's a terrible death! Destroy the door!"

I couldn't react for a while, I opened my mouth to suck in the cold air, and couldn't speak.

"I heard..." The aunt said to my ear with the lowest volume, "The meat is still the organs or the eyes, anyway, it's all cut off, the yard is full of blood, and everyone is dead. corpse."

This method... The things that have passed for a long time seem to be happening again before my eyes. The familiarity makes me not afraid of the whole thing at all. All my attention is focused on one question, "The murderer..."

"I didn't catch it!" the aunt yelled, "Everyone moved out in fright. I moved after the Chinese New Year. Hey, it's thanks to my girl who married in the city, otherwise I would have to be scared in this ghost place."