We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

For funerals, you will take a break in the morning, and when everyone returns in the afternoon, I will call for you. "

After speaking, they led Jiang Lan and Xue Meng to sit down at their home, and Huang Zhishu's wife brought two bowls of tea. The bowl is an open porcelain bowl that you usually eat. The black stalks inside should be relatively inferior tea stalks, and you can smell a bitter taste just by holding it in your hand.

In order to show their respect, the two took two sips before putting down their bowls.

Seeing them drinking tea, Zhishu Huang picked up the water pipe on the side and said, "I have to go and see over the graveyard. The two comrades will rest here first."

He left after speaking, and his wife went into the back room again, without speaking to the two of them from beginning to end.

The two of them were left in the house as soon as they left.

The weather was bad today, and there was still some sun when I went out. When I arrived in the village, it was completely overcast. There were heavy dark clouds above my head, which made the sky dark and gray.

Xue Meng couldn't sit still after sitting for a while. After chatting with Xiao Xiaoyu in the group, he always prompted that the message failed to be sent, so he suggested: "Let's go outside for a walk."

Jiang Ran nodded and went out with him, but stopped in front of a vacant house and looked inside.

This kind of old house has no idea how long it has been deserted and has no one to live. The doors and windows are closed, and you can only vaguely see the inside from the broken half of the window.

Xue Meng followed him and peeked in: "Hei Bulongdong is weird, what do you think of this?"

He has always had a big heart. Before he came, he whispered and brought a peace symbol. When he entered the village and talked with the party secretary Hu Kan, he almost regarded himself as a member of the village.

Jiang Ran glanced at him and said, "Have you not noticed that there is a problem with this room?"

"What's the problem?" Xue Meng stretched out his head and took another look, his expression gradually frightened: "Is there a ghost in it?"

Jiang Rian:...

Turning Xue Meng's face to the window, Jiang Rianpi smiled and said, "Have you not found that the furnishings in these houses are all complete, nothing less?"

If it wasn't for a layer of dust falling in the house, it wouldn't look like a deserted house without an owner at all.

Xue Meng took a closer look and said: "Yes."

He saw that there were even changed clothes on the bamboo bed, as if the owner was just leaving temporarily.

"But Party Secretary Huang said that these people have moved away?"

Jiang Ran looked at him blankly: "Do you not bring anything with you when you move?"

"Also, he was talking about leaving, not moving away."

Chinese is broad and profound, and when people are gone, it has many meanings.

It may be moved away, or it may be...dead.

Xue Meng obviously understood what he meant. He was a little at a loss and said: "Maybe the host's family is planning to come back in the future? Didn't move the furniture?"

Jiang Ran shook his head: "I walked all the way just now, and I observed the vacant house, and there was nothing missing in the furniture."

One can be said to be a coincidence. If this is the case, then there is obviously a problem.

Xue Meng still couldn't figure it out: "But this is a dozen households, even if there are only two people in the family, there are more than 20 people, right? How could they all die?"

The information they obtained was the statistical information last year. At that time, the data showed that there were 45 households in the village. How could it be possible that more than a dozen households died a year? This is too scary.

"It may be that the person died a long time ago but did not cancel the account, or something happened in the village."

Jiang Ran looked calm, and walked to the woods to the north as soon as he turned his footsteps: "Go to the graveyard and have a look, you should be able to get a clue."

Generally speaking, there is a cemetery in the village. Looking at the direction the four men carried the coffin, the cemetery should be there. It's just blocked by a forest and can't be seen from the village.

Xue Meng felt a little unsure, but seeing Jiang Ran's expression calm, he barely calmed down a bit and followed Jiang Ran's side.

The weeds in the village were very vigorous. They followed the traces of the weeds trampled on by the villagers and approached the forest in a short while.

The forest area is quite large, and it will take ten minutes to pass through. The two of them walked inside for a while, and they vaguely saw a black building standing on the other side of the forest. It was about two or three stories high and cylindrical, and could not see what it was for.

The two of them were about to speed up their pace to look ahead, but unexpectedly ran into the Huang branch secretary head-on.

Both sides stared at each other for a moment.

Huang Zhishu's expression suddenly became savage: "Why are you here?!"

Xue Meng was frightened by his distorted expression, and he didn't even pick up the words for a while. At this time, Party Secretary Huang didn't seem to be alone.

Jiang Ran stepped forward, with a natural expression: "It's too boring to stay in the house, and the cell phone signal is not very good, so I went to the woods to get some air."

He seemed puzzled: "Can't we come here?"

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Party Secretary Huang rolled his eyes to look at the two of them, and it took a long time to say in a weird tone: "The forest side is the cemetery of the village. Outsiders cannot go in for fear of colliding with the ancestors."

Jiang Ran gave a cry, pushed Xue Meng a hand, and said, "Sorry, we don't know. Then let's go back. Is the funeral already over?"

Branch Huang hummed gloomily: "The two of you will wait a while, and in a few hours, they will all be back. I will call people over when the time comes."

Jiang Ran smiled and said okay, and the three of them returned to the village together.

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Chapter 51:

Returning to Zhishu Huang's house, Jiang Ran and Xue Meng sat down on the stools in the main room. The wife of Zhishu Huang, who had been staying in the back room, brought two more bowls of tea. Huang Zhishu was sitting opposite, holding a hookah in his hand, and smoking it, the smoke that he breathed out enveloped him, making people unable to see his expression clearly.

Probably because Jiang Ran’s expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, Xue Meng also calmed down. He touched the peace symbol in his pocket and did not drink the bowl of tea. Instead, he smiled and talked to Huang Zhishu: "Why are you so fast? Are you back?"

The cockroach of Huang Zhishu stopped for a while, and said, "You are guests from afar, how can you hang you out, naturally you will come back quickly."

"How can we be regarded as guests? It is our job to solve the difficulties in the village, and it should be." Xue Meng has no sense of closeness to him at this time, and all he said is polite. Secretary Huang is not young, and he has a simple and honest appearance, which is easy to make people feel close. Xue Meng is no exception.

But after seeing his hideous expression in the woods for a moment, Xue Meng became more jealous and alert towards him.

This village looks normal at first glance, but just like Jiang Ran said, after thinking about it carefully, nothing is right. He remembered that Zhang Tianxing and Xiao Xiaoyu both said that the village was normal yesterday. He didn't know if they were deceived by the villagers, or if they were out of luck, they just ran into it today.

Zhishu Huang took another deep cigarette, then put down the pipe and stood up and said, "They are all back."

There were faint voices from outside, Xue Meng followed Jiang Ran and got up to look, and saw that the villagers came back in twos and threes. There is no longer a sad look on their faces, instead they all have tinges of joy. But they probably do a lot of misery on weekdays. Even if they smile, there is still sorrow on their faces. Looking at it this way, it is very weird to violate.

Xue Meng quietly moved behind Jiang Ran, trying to maintain a natural look and talking to Party Secretary Huang: "Why are everyone so happy? Is there anything good in the village?"

Secretary Huang squinted his muddy eyes and said with a smile: "This is our custom here. If an old man died after his sixty full life, it would be joy or funeral. For a family, there is also less of a heavy burden. That's why. After the funeral, the village will celebrate."

He turned his head to look at the two of them, and said, "There will be a banquet. The two have not eaten at noon. They happen to have a banquet with us. The village is rarely so lively."

He seemed to be saying that the 60-year-old is a burden, and that death is a joyous event worth celebrating.

The more Xue Meng heard it, the more weird he felt, and the corner of his mouth reluctantly pulled out a smile: "We haven't completed our tasks today, so I am afraid that we will not be able to deal with the leaders when we go back."

Secretary Huang waved his hand: "It's not easy. I call all the men and the women to prepare the banquet. You should finish your business first."

After speaking, he yelled a few times, and the scattered villagers gathered together, all of them looked at them with joy.

Upon seeing this, Xue Meng subconsciously looked at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran nodded to him and said, "First finish the work."

Xue Meng glanced at him, sorted out his thoughts, and started to make a mobilization speech according to the plan he had set before. Jiang Ran posted the questionnaire about his intention to work out and asked the villagers to fill it out.

Not all the villagers are literate. There are villagers who don’t know how to read. Jiang Ran has to take the form and ask each question one by one, and then fill in it after the other party answers.

Although there are not many people, filling out the form is a tedious task.

This one asked and the other screamed. The two tossed for almost an hour before putting all the forms away.

The women in the village have already cooked their meals, and the rich aroma of the meals spread. @∞好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Xue Meng and Jiang Ran roughly read the questionnaire and found that in the column "Whether you are willing to go out to work", all of them filled in No.

Normally, they are here to do mobilization work. No one in the village is willing to go out to work. They must find a way to do ideological work. But the situation in the village was clearly wrong now. Xue Meng licked his dry lips and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to continue?"

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