Chapter 137 Chapter Ten Black Scarf

A full moon rises.There is a jujube tree older than grandpa in front of grandpa's house.Under the light of the moon, the shadow of the jujube tree hit Grandpa's face mottledly. From my point of view, Grandpa seems to have become another person I don't know.Grandpa always had a smile on his face, but under the confusion of the shadow of the jujube tree, that smile was so ugly that it seemed to be an embarrassing wry smile. The full moon is like a hole in the sky.Through that hole, I saw another sky beyond the sky.Could it be that the saying of Jiuchongtian originated from this? The moon is bright but the stars are rare.The stars are like sleepy eyes, so faint against the moonlight.The same is true for jujube trees.Every spring, some delicate jujube trees grow around this old jujube tree.I look forward to a sparse jujube forest growing in front of my grandfather's house.In this way, there is no need to worry that the children in the neighborhood will beat all the fruits on the jujube trees in summer.

However, my expectations were never fulfilled.Those young jujube trees withered and died one after another, and none of them could bear fruit next to the old jujube trees. Sometimes I wonder if the old jujube tree is also like the master blacksmith, afraid that the new young man will steal his limelight.However, I clearly know that this old jujube tree is close to withering.Although the appearance is still the same as before, the branches cannot withstand the strong wind. Every time the storm passed, it dropped several stiff branches.And no new branches grow out of the scar.The fallen branches do not need to be dried in the sun, and after a little drying, they are crackling in the stove.It no longer emits thick green smoke like other branches.Its branches are as dry as sticks.

Grandpa looked up at the moon in the sky, sighed heavily, and then coughed violently.I have a premonition that his era is fading like the old jujube tree. "She's here. She's here." Grandpa narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.I followed Grandpa's eyes and saw nothing. "Where?" I asked. "She's already on the bridge." Grandpa smiled smugly. "On the bridge?" There are two bridges over the old river.There is a bridge on the far left of the old river, called Luoma Bridge.That bridge is farther than the reservoir. Grandpa can't be talking about that bridge.There is also a bridge, starting from the grandfather's house, walking out through the two-arm-width lane, about a hundred steps, you can walk to the village road.The village road is straight and wide, which can accommodate two large trucks.The village road passes over the old river, so there is a wide concrete bridge over the old river.The bridge has no name, and it takes half a mile from the village road to get to the bridge.

"You can't see it." Grandpa took a sip of tea, and the water was splashing, like an old buffalo drinking with its head down. I really can't see it.Not to mention how many tall, short, wide, narrow houses are separated between the bridge and this place, even in this kind of night, I can't see such a far place. "Did you see her get on the bridge?" I asked again. "Well. She's coming our way." "Did you see her people?" I looked forward, only the shadows of the houses on both sides of the road, a piece of darkness. "I didn't see her person, I only saw her shadow." Grandpa said.

"You only see her shadow?" I was even more surprised.From the confident eyes of grandpa, I can't see any part of him joking. "Can't you see her?" I asked. "She only has a shadow, how can I see her?" Grandpa looked up at the moon. I also looked up at the moon, and some thin clouds covered part of the moon like a veil. "She only has a shadow?" I asked Grandpa tirelessly. Grandpa retracted his eyes looking at the moon, nodded, and said, "Liangzi, go inside and get the black scarf on my bed. It's right next to the pillow, you can see it when you enter the room."

"Hey." I replied, hurriedly turned around and went to the room to get the scarf. Grandpa's bed is still very old-fashioned, I don't know what kind of wood it is made of.The whole bed is like a small house, and the curtain is like a door curtain.Except for the curtain, it is surrounded by wall-like wooden boards, reaching the height of an adult's neck, with exquisite pictures carved on the wooden boards.In the picture, there are mandarin ducks, flowers and grass, birds and animals. There are three wooden bars on top of the bed.Put oiled paper on the wooden strips to block dust.I didn't look up, I just opened the curtain and looked for the scarf on the bed sheet.

But there is no black scarf on the bed as Grandpa said.I opened the pillow, but there was no trace of the scarf.I was very anxious, afraid that the green-haired water demon would come when I was looking for the scarf.Then I couldn't see how its shadow came to Grandpa. I shouted outside: "Grandpa, I didn't see the black scarf." "Look again." I had to be patient and check again.The bed is such a big place, can't my eyes see if there is a scarf on it? I shouted angrily: "Grandpa! No one here!" "Look again." Grandpa replied outside.Then, the sound of drinking tea came from outside.He comforted me and said, "It wasn't there just now, but after another look, it will be there."

I had no choice but to turn my head back and look at the pillow that had collapsed in the middle again. Just at this moment, a black veil flew down, just beside the pillow.I raised my head and looked at the top of the bed. It turned out that the gauze was hanging on the wooden bar.No wonder I haven't seen it. The black veil slowly landed beside the pillow like a floating cloud flowing through the full moon, which made me feel that this veil came from the full moon outside. "See?" Grandpa asked outside, his voice full of confidence and pride. "Oh. I see." I replied, picked up the black scarf next to the pillow, and ran out quickly.

Grandpa smiled mischievously at me, and took the scarf I handed over. "What do you want this scarf for?" I asked strangely.According to the method of controlling the green-haired water monster in "Hundred Skills Drive", this thing is not needed. "It's useful." Grandpa said, while balling up the scarf and stuffing it into his cuff. "Why hasn't the green-haired water demon come yet? Didn't you just say that she has already boarded the bridge?" I asked, taking a few steps back and standing behind Grandpa's wicker chair. "Don't worry. It's coming." Grandpa said.He found a comfortable position and lay down on the wicker chair, smoked leisurely, and crossed his legs.