Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Happy Event in the Mountain Village 12

Xu Ye picked up another object, and an electronic sound also popped up when he touched it.

[Ding, the key evidence: the urn.

A mediocre ashes of a good person begin to burn before a person closes his eyes. Therefore, with strong resentment and unwillingness.

Inner Monologue: Good people don’t live long, but disasters last for thousands of years. If there is an afterlife, this good man, who the hell can do whatever he wants, I won’t do it anyway! 】

The explanations of these two items revealed a lot of information, and Xu Ye couldn’t help but think about it. Could it be that in Xiaohuai Village, a woman was burned alive during her wedding and her ashes were sealed in a jar, and now she wants to come back for revenge?

It doesn’t seem right. Since he was burned to death, what happened to the scissors?

“Women move toward the instrument of self-liberation…”

Could it be that the burning process was too uncomfortable, so the woman couldn’t hold it back, so she found a pair of scissors and ended her life.

After all, according to the science popularization of the last Monster Talk Bureau, Lin Guobiao said that ordinary people think differently than he does. They prefer to die quickly and believe that the process of devouring the body bit by bit like a fire will bring great pain.

When Xu Ye heard this, he felt very puzzled. How could someone not enjoy the results, but only know how to pursue the process.

Later he figured it out. This probably corresponds to the popular saying on the Internet: “With the development of society, the pace of modern people’s lives is getting faster and faster.”Explain it.

But there were no burn marks on the scissors.

On the contrary, the red silk was stained with a lot of blood, which mixed with the color of the ribbon itself, making it difficult to detect without looking carefully.

Xu Ye overturned his previous guess.

“There must be something I don’t know, and I need to find more clues.”

Just do what you say. After Xu Ye finished washing, his grandma called him to eat in the next room.

A big bowl of white rice porridge, three steamed buns, and the leftover braised pork from yesterday.

Xu Ye picked up the white porridge and steamed buns and ate them with relish.

The rules of the strange story are similar to those in the real world. You also need to rely on eating to maintain your body’s energy.

And due to some special settings, the energy requirements in Ghost Story are greater.

Outside, there was really no food, so we could survive three days just by drinking water.

The rules are weird. If you don’t eat for a day and a half at most, you will starve to death.

“My dear grandson, eat more.”

Grandma pushed the braised pork forward, and what she put in her bowl was the leftover dumpling skins that Xu Ye had eaten last night as a picky eater.

Looks quite pitiful.

Xu Ye showed no mercy at all. He knocked the bowl on the table and said ruthlessly, “I won’t eat it. The filling of the dumplings last night was too greasy.”

“Okay, if you don’t eat it, grandma will hide it for you.”

After saying that, the old man preciously picked up the braised pork and stuffed it into the bed again.

I would rather let the meat rot than take another bite.

I don’t know how many people were touched by this deep love. The audience in front of the screen burst into tears: “Although it is in a strange story, grandma’s feelings for her grandson are impeccable.”

“I think of my grandma, who used to treat me like this. Unlike my mother, who likes to eat or not. I got angry and wanted to go on a hunger strike. She said wait a minute. Since I don’t want to eat, just wash the dishes.”

“I heard it, this is my mother~”

“Is it possible that your mother felt sorry for you for not eating and asked you to eat some while washing the dishes?”

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After dinner, grandma took Xu Ye and set off.

Otherwise, the wedding will be held tonight, and every villager must first go to the village chief’s house to gather and be assigned tasks.

According to yesterday’s experience, the ease of assigning this task is related to grandma’s favorability.

If the chosen one gets along well with grandma, then at critical moments, grandma will stand up and speak for her grandson, and there is a high probability that she will be assigned to a job like picking up branches, which can not only make soy sauce, but also have time to inquire about information.

If the relationship with grandma is average or even hostile, such preferential treatment will not occur.

Following yesterday’s demonstration, many countries sent reminders to their chosen ones, who tried their best to please grandma in various ways before coming.

Xu Ye opened the door and found that many people had gathered inside the room, most of them women, making dumplings.

The men took over the tasks and were busy outside.

The village chief came out holding his waist. Under the intimidating look of grandma, he said: “That bitch, you continue to collect firewood today.”

Xu Ye nodded, not surprised by this result.

Grandma loves him very much and is a relative of the village chief, so she doesn’t want him to do heavy work.

“Oh, as I get older, my body becomes less and less useful.” The village chief held his waist with one hand, rummaged under the bed mat with the other hand, and took out a piece of yellow bullshit plaster and applied it to himself.

There were many small words written on the dog skin plaster, but due to the distance, only words such as “rules” could be vaguely seen.

Without saying a word, Xu Ye stepped forward, picked up the clothes the village chief had just put down, and tore off the plaster.

“Ouch~” The village chief roared like a killing pig.

Although this thing is easy to put on, it is difficult to tear it off. It needs to be slow and needs to be heated with warm water.

If someone tears it off quickly and accurately, the consequences will be like this. For specific feelings, you can refer to regular leg hair removal.

The village chief was angry: “Gouwazi, what are you doing?”

“You must give me a reasonable explanation for this matter.”

Obviously, as a rule issued for the Chosen Ones, the villagers, the indigenous people, are invisible.

So in their eyes, Xu Ye suddenly went crazy and tore off the plaster that had just been applied.

“If you can tear off the plaster today, you can tear off the elders tomorrow.”

I said to the uncle who just spoke, don’t have double standards, you are so fucking tearing your elders apart. Can these two things be compared together?

Xu Ye complained silently.

But he also knew that the reason why these villagers reacted so strongly was probably because he had caused a lot of trouble in the past two days and was dissatisfied.

Why should he join the crowd of children to make soy sauce while others work tirelessly to plow the fields and pick up manure?

Also, after all, I am not from Xiaohuai Village, and my sense of belonging is not enough.

In front of everyone, Xu Ye showed a sweet smile: “Grandpa Village Chief, I am doing this for your own good.”