Today, because of Liu Yang's arrival, the closing time was naturally quite early. Originally, I was thinking of putting Liu Yang to stay in the new house.
But in the afternoon, Han Songlin went to rent a house; Han Songlin got the keys on the spot, so he can move in directly.
In the afternoon, Liu Yuyan went to the market and bought a quilt and quilt cover, so Liu Yang can move in right away.
Since it is a rented house, the basic furniture and other things are all there.
After eating, Liu Yuyan took Han Ting by the hand, followed Han Songlin, who was fighting over the quilt, and Liu Yang went to the rented house together.
The house is not considered old, but residential buildings from the 1990s really have problems with their design.
First of all, there is no light in the stairwell.
Or, there was a light, but it has broken.
It is indeed nice to have light, but who pays for the electricity?
Nowadays, there is no property management in this old residential area.
Property management services are only available in larger cities.
In a small county like Yuechi, it was not until 2006 that residential areas with property management appeared.
'Liu Yang, you can stay here for a while, and when the new house over there is decorated, you can live with us then!' Although Han Songlin said that this was the first time he had met Liu Yang, he was very sincere with people.
Han Songlin always felt that it was better to be sincere sometimes.
Was he being hypocritical? Couldn't others feel it?
There were some things that were better not to expose, so as to avoid embarrassment for everyone.
The three-bedroom, one-living-room house has a typical 1990s interior.
It's nothing special!
Perhaps because he had spent so much time there, Han Songlin had grown accustomed to the 1990s style and found the house quite nice.
'Liu Yang, you're living here alone, so you're not afraid of the dark, are you?' Liu Yuyan looked around the house and thought it was quite nice.
Liu Yang was very unhappy that his sister Liu Yuyan doubted his courage: 'I'm a man, how could I be afraid of the dark!'
Han Songlin laughed and added, 'Don't worry, being a man doesn't mean you can't sleep with the lights on!'
Afraid of the dark, my foot!
Who hasn't been afraid of the dark as a child?
Especially children in the countryside, who may seem fearless in some situations.
But what's the situation like in the countryside nowadays?
Anyway, when Han Songlin was a child, if a few adults were having dinner at night, they would share their so-called personal experiences and stories they had heard from others.
For example, if a few people were walking together at night, they would walk in a line on the field path; one of the adults would walk at the end of the line, and then realise that there was someone following behind him!
Having noticed this, they didn't dare to shout out loud, let alone turn around to look.
Now that I think about it, was he hearing voices, or was there really someone behind him?
Another story is about walking along a dark road and seeing someone standing in front of you.
But when you get closer, there is no one there. Not even a shadow.
The most amazing story is about children playing at the graves and then falling asleep there.
After they are taken home, they won't wake up no matter what you do. There is also a story about a child from a certain family who kept wandering around the graves.
These stories all have names and surnames.
Even Han Songlin himself experienced it when he was a child, and it was Uncle Songlin, who was still crazy, who performed the ritual.
To be honest, rural children grow up listening to ghost stories.
Who can tell the difference and argue clearly whether those are true or not.
Liu Yang's face instantly fell. He was indeed going to sleep with the lights on tonight.
Han Songlin gave a few reminders, telling Liu Yang to close the doors and windows properly, and not to go out and about at night, as the city was not particularly safe at night.
Sometimes Han Songlin got up early to go get goods, and he could still encounter some small rascals hanging around the streets.
After returning to the store, Han Songlin washed up and was also getting ready to go to bed.
Liu Yuyan was next to Han Songlin, and she didn't mind the heat.
The fan is blowing so hard!
The inner room is much cooler than the outside.
Besides, nowadays, summer is not as hot as it will be in the future.
Han Songlin feels that way anyway. Maybe it's because there is a beautiful woman by his side, warm and gentle as jade?
Psychological effect?
Han Songlin doesn't know.
'Honey, thank you!' Liu Yuyan suddenly said.
Han Songlin's hand holding the book stopped moving. He was reading Shan Hai Jing at the time!
Han Songlin said that he could guess the meaning of some of the words in Shan Hai Jing, but he couldn't read them.
It kept saying '300 li to the east, 300 li to the east!'
It was called the first strange book of ancient times!
The ancients always regarded Shan Hai Jing as history.
Now, in Han Songlin's opinion, the content of this book doesn't seem like it was made up. Who has nothing better to do than make this up?
'Why are you thanking me? We're husband and wife.' Han Songlin seemed to have thought of something, and whispered, 'If you really want to thank me, how about this!'
He whispered in Liu Yuyan's ear, causing Liu Yuyan to suddenly open her eyes wide, and then carefully glance at Han Songlin again.
The little girl was already asleep at this time. Children are very sleepy.
Basically, they are at an age where they eat and sleep.
They don't care about any worries.
Liu Yuyan angrily pounded Han Songlin and whispered, 'Don't even think about it!'
At this time, Liu Yuyan's face was red, obviously embarrassed by Han Songlin's request.
Although Han Songlin had some expectations, he did not say that he wanted Liu Yuyan to do it.
Facing her refusal, Han Songlin was not disappointed: 'That's fine!'
The two fell into silence, with only the sound of Han Songlin's light page-turning.
After a while, Liu Yuyan suddenly said, "Turn off the light!'
Han Songlin was slightly stunned: "You're going to bed so early?'
Liu Yuyan did not say anything, biting her lip, and just looked at Han Songlin.
Han Songlin felt uncomfortable being looked at like that, so obediently he put the book on the brick table, then reached out and pulled the light switch to turn off the light.
He wondered if he had made Liu Yuyan angry by making an excessive request earlier.
That shouldn't be the case, should it?
Liu Yuyan had always been relatively submissive in bed.
The night was quiet, but who knows how many unknown things are happening under this quiet night?
The next morning, early in the morning, Han Songlin got up early, pulled the rolling door, and then locked it again.
The tricycle parked outside was locked to the tree on the street with a large iron chain.
If this is stolen, Han Songlin can only consider himself unlucky.
The tricycle didn't look very clean either.
Han Songlin deliberately chose a brand new tricycle, but it was easy to attract attention.