Chapter 348 Chapter 16 Goodbye Red Hair

Grandpa noticed Zhang Jiu's discomfort, and asked with concern: "Zhang Jiu, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Jiu panicked and said: "Master Ma, I almost forgot that Zhuyeqing once told me that she would go back to the bamboo forest at Sishi no matter what, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable all over. I'm afraid she won't be able to go back at Sishi today. Will fight my father." Grandpa patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't panic, you go back now and walk faster on the road. Before you get home, break a section of bamboo tree branches and leaves. Cover her when you get home. This way she will be more comfortable .Sishi snakes generally don't bite people, so there is no need to worry about your father."

After hearing the conversation between the two of them, the old lady slapped her hands and asked, "What are you talking about? Isn't your father a snake breeder? Why do you worry about him? Are you afraid that he will be bitten by a snake?" Zhang Jiu left as soon as he said, and left immediately through the door, without even thinking about saying goodbye to grandpa. The old lady grabbed Grandpa again to ask for clarification.Grandpa smiled and said, "It's useless for you to inquire about their snake raising. You should take care of your own chickens!" The old lady stomped her feet and said, "Yeah, I almost forgot what I came here for. Oh, Mr. Ma, please help me figure out whether my lost chicken can be found."

Grandpa pondered silently for a while, and replied: "I'm afraid your chicken will never come back. Either it fell into the pond and drowned, or it was bitten by some greedy dog. Its bones should be in the South, you can look for it in the south.” After speaking, Grandpa took out a cigarette, struck a match with a “prick” sound, and lit the cigarette.I didn't stop it. After seeing off the nagging old lady, my grandfather suddenly asked me, "Where's Zhang Jiu?" I wondered: "Didn't he listen to your advice and leave first?" Grandpa let out an "oh" and lowered his head to smoke a dull cigarette.Obviously, Grandpa was thinking about other things just now, maybe it was about Zhang Jiu, maybe it was about "Hundred Skills Drive", or maybe it was about the gutter ghost he just experienced.Another possibility is that grandpa is really tired.Even an energetic young man can't stand the continuous tossing these days.

"Stop smoking." I advised.I know that if I don't persuade him at this time, he will continue to smoke the second and then the third. "Well, I won't smoke after this." Grandpa said. My grandpa and I sat silently for a while, and suddenly we heard someone yelling and selling fruit outside.Grandma came out from the back room and said happily: "My good grandson is really lucky. I don't see you sooner or later, but he came today. Old man, go to get some money from under the pillow and buy some fruit for Liangzi. There's nothing delicious to eat, and it's no fun to let him stay here, it's better to eat something. You, one old and one young, sit here silently, so that I have nothing to say."

Grandpa nodded, went to the back room, took out the money, and asked me, "Do you want pears or apples? My teeth are not good. Eating fruit is cold, and my teeth can't bear it." I said, "Go out and have a look before buying." So, the two of us followed the shouts and found the fruit seller.The person pulling the fruit is a broken cart. One person is sitting on the cart and yelling, with his feet dangling in the air; boat tracker.I don't know the person sitting on the cart, but the one pulling the cart is none other than the red-haired ghost Shan Dae.He had a smoky cigarette dangling from his mouth.

I immediately thought of the look in the way my old father looked at me, and I felt a little melancholy in my heart. Naturally, the red-haired ghost no longer knows me, the "son of the same year" who was born on the same year, the same month, and the same day as his son, but he is still a little apprehensive when he sees his grandfather.As soon as grandpa got close to the cart, the red-haired ghost backed away, but the rope on the shoulders restricted its range of motion, preventing it from going too far.I thought, if it could still remember that it was hunting water ghosts by the pond with its grandfather, and that it was once controlled by a male vixen and rescued by his grandfather, it would not be so afraid of grandpa.

"How do you sell the apples?" Grandpa asked the dealer, then casually glanced at the red-haired ghost and smiled.Grandpa has experienced more things than me, maybe he doesn't think as much as I do, let alone feel melancholy.However, maybe grandpa can hide his thoughts better than me. When the red-haired ghost saw his grandpa smiling at him, he suddenly looked at a loss, his mouth was slightly opened, the cigarette butt he was holding fell to the ground, and there was still a puff of smoke from his mouth. The dealer quoted the price.Grandpa bought a dozen apples, and then we turned around and walked back.

"Aw!" came a piercing howl from behind. Grandpa and I turned around, and it was the red-haired ghost who was howling.It sees us looking back at it, but it returns to the startled look of fear.My grandpa and I smiled knowingly and continued walking towards home.It howled behind us again.When we turned around again, it still immediately fell silent, looking at us timidly.We stared at it for a long time, but it still didn't say anything.Of course, it is impossible to expect it to say anything, it has long since ceased to speak.To that dealer, a red-haired ghost is similar to a cow pulling a cart, except that the cow eats grass, while the red-haired ghost begs for a few cheap cigarettes.

"Let's go." Grandpa said softly. Then we left without looking back, leaving it to howl behind us. Back home, I washed two apples and ate them. I asked my grandpa, "When are you going to Zhang Jiu's house tomorrow? Are you sure you can convince that snake breeder?" Grandpa was about to answer when grandma came over.Grandma said unhappily: "I can't do anything if I invite you to my house, but since I have already left, no one will take the initiative to chase after someone's house to help." Grandpa smiled and said, "Look at what you said! I didn't say I'm going tomorrow!"

I was dissatisfied and said: "You promised to help others, how can you break your promise?" Grandpa gave me a wink immediately.I frowned.Of course, all of this could not escape grandma's penetrating eyes, but grandma pretended not to see me flirting with grandpa, and walked away. "Tomorrow you have to go to the field to see the water. It's okay to help others, but don't waste the crops." Grandma didn't forget to remind when she walked out of the gate. "Well. Okay." Grandpa replied in a muffled voice. "Looks like you won't be able to go tomorrow." I whispered to Grandpa.