Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

The next evening.

Lou Xiaoe and Lin Aijun went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate as planned.

Tonight, Shazhu will make delicious food for them to celebrate.

So the two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and went straight to the courtyard.

Just walked into the courtyard.

Suddenly a thunderbolt split the entire sky.

Then there was a strong wind, and the sky darkened instantly.

After a while, the bean-sized raindrops splashed on the ground like falling.

After a while, there was a small pond on the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Aijun and Lou Xiaoe were one step earlier, otherwise they would have been showered.

"It's a coincidence that we were a step ahead, otherwise we would be drowned." Lin Aijun looked through the window at the pouring rain outside.

"It's probably going to rain for a while, and we'll eat for ourselves. It's raining." Silly Zhu said, and quickly invited everyone to sit down around the table.

The number of the two families is now increasing, forming a big round table.

In order to celebrate Lin Aijun and Lou Xiaoe's receipt of the certificate, everyone was very open.

Coupled with the hard work of Shazhu from the special atmosphere group, the whole room was buzzing with excitement.

The sound of laughter and fighting gradually overshadowed the sound of heavy rain outside the house.

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outside the house.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, until it blurred people's vision.

After Sophora performed at school, she had a lot of things in her hands, and she was not happy to change her clothes.

So he wore a wig and a ragged padded jacket and rushed to the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, when we reached the entrance of the alley, the rain was as heavy as pouring directly from a basin.

She carried a book in her hand, which was heavy, and she couldn't run fast at all.

After a while, he was drenched to the ground.

After being soaked in rainwater, the ragged cotton jacket was very heavy.

In addition, the rain was so heavy that it hurt her face, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.

She could only half bow her back and walk slowly towards home.

When walking into the middle courtyard, Sophora stumbled over the book she was carrying.

With a sound of "ouch", I fell and fell to the ground.

Sophora groaned in her heart: This damn heavy rain, I don't know what happened to the wig on my head now, I don't know if washing it and drying it will be useful.

Just when he was about to prop himself up and get up, he suddenly saw a pair of legs in front of him.

It feels like there is an umbrella over my head.

Huaihua thought to herself: I don't know who is so timely to send an umbrella in the rain.

She raised her head slowly, but what she saw was the terrified elder Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing that it was raining heavily outside and the eldest mother was not at home, the uncle was thinking of going to the alley to pick up his wife, so he went out of the house with an umbrella.

Due to the heavy rain, he could only hold the umbrella in front of himself and walk forward slowly against the wind and rain.

In this way, most of the route directly in front of him was blocked.

Unexpectedly, I had only walked a few steps out of the house when I suddenly heard an "ouch", which was obviously a woman.

When he slowly raised the umbrella in his hand, and saw the face of the woman lying at his feet through the huge rain curtain, he was instantly out of his wits.

This... This is the Jia Zhang family! !

He took a step back in fright, fell to the ground, dropped the umbrella in his hand, rolled around a few times and rolled to the corner of the wall.

Seeing that the old man fell down, Sophora sighed deeply: "Alas!"

He also wanted to ask him to pull himself a little bit. It seemed that the uncle was old after all.

Originally, with a little umbrella on top of my head, I could still look up.

Now there is no umbrella to cover her head from the rain, and the rain like a knife hit her face directly, making her face painful.

So she could only turn her face sideways to avoid the rain.

Unexpectedly, with this shake of her head, the wig on her head was turned around by her, and turned to the front door, completely covering her face.

Seeing this, the uncle opened his mouth wide in shock, his liver and gallbladder were cracked, and no sound could come out of his throat.

He couldn't believe what his eyes saw.

Just like the face-changing in Sichuan opera, Jia Zhang instantly changed his own face and replaced it with a face full of hair.

The heavy rain fell on the uncle like a knife, and he couldn't feel it at all.

He trembled all over, stood up, and stepped back a little bit on all fours.

Seeing that the wig completely covered her face and her mouth was full of hair, Huaihua could only blow it vigorously, but it was completely useless.

So she put the thing in her hand, stretched out a hand, and whimpered and shouted: "Pull...Pull me!!"

The sound of the huge rain neutralized the sound of Sophora japonica, and reached the old man's ears, but he didn't realize that it was the sound of Sophora japonica.

Scenes began to replay in my mind, the scene of Jia Zhang grabbing his arm for help before he finally fell into the river.

He couldn't bear it anymore, terrified, exhausted all his strength, and screamed loudly.

"Ah! There are water ghosts!!"

The heavy rain was crackling, mercilessly covering up the uncle's shouts.

Huaihua couldn't laugh or cry when she heard the old man shouting that.

Forget it, let's get up by ourselves.

So Sophora pagoda supported herself and slowly got up from the ground.

The uncle suddenly felt that he was about to be unable to breathe, and he got up from the ground.

While fleeing, he shouted: "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

In the middle courtyard, only the lights were on in the silly column room, and there were bursts of lively sounds.

Without even thinking about it, he instinctively ran towards a crowded place.

There was no time to knock on the door, so he ran directly to the Sha Zhu's house.

After Huaihua tried her best to get up, she tore off the wig on her head, and was finally able to see.

Seeing that my mother's house was diagonally opposite, I carried my things and ran into Jia's house in two or three steps.

The uncle pushed open the door of Shazhu's room with a "crash".

The next moment, he quickly hid behind, closed the door, and panted loudly.

Everyone in the room was listening to Lin Aijun chatting about Paris and London, and they were stunned when they saw the old man barging in.

Everyone's eyes turned to him one after another, confused.

I saw the old man trembling all over, and his upper and lower teeth kept fighting.

His face was even paler, like a piece of paper.

He Daqing frowned, stretched out his hand and licked his ears: "I said Lao Yi, you came here uninvited, isn't it appropriate?!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another flash of lightning outside the house, making a loud crash!
The old man's face changed drastically in an instant, and he spoke incoherently: "Outside... there are ghosts outside! There are ghosts in the courtyard!"

When Silly Zhu heard this, he immediately became unhappy: "Grandpa, our family is eating together, and you came to say that there is a ghost! You are full of food! Besides, how many years have been fighting feudal superstitions?" , why is it that our proletariat has not realized this yet?"

"I...I really won't lie to you, if you don't believe me, go and have a look! It's in the middle courtyard!!" The uncle said, his expression almost collapsed.

Lin Aijun looked at the uncle's expression, and the horrified expression really didn't look like it was pretended.

So he walked to the door, pulled the door open, and looked into the courtyard.

The courtyard is empty, what the hell is there! !