Chapter 186: joke

The Erniu was very refined, eating the fat chicken in the corner, and there was no sound. The attractive fragrance of the fat chicken was also covered by the damp earth after the heavy rain.
A fat chicken ate three times five times, and two cows narrowed their eyes comfortably.
This is a happy dog ​​life. A few vegetarian buns in the morning almost choked.
Er Niu got up, shook the drops of water on his body, his ears suddenly stood up.
Two people came in the distance, sneaking around the gate of the courtyard.
"The courtyard door is locked, how can I get in?" asked the eighth aunt who was wrapped in black cloth from beginning to end.
The eighth uncle was also wrapped in black cloth, only showing one face: "The courtyard wall is not high, I will hold you over."
"What about you?" My eighth aunt asked, clutching the black cloth at the neckline.
"Stupid lady, won't you remove the latch from inside when you enter?"
The eighth aunt was stunned: "Yes, it's also convenient to scare the girl and slip away."
Once Xie Qingyao sees a ghost, he will definitely scream loudly, and the maid-in-law who is resting will definitely get up and look at it. In that case, it will be too conspicuous if it is too late to run over the wall. It is the most conspicuous to slip out of the courtyard gate in the chaos. Good choice.
The eighth aunt looked at the courtyard wall that was half of her height, and was a little nervous: "Old man, you can be careful, don't fall me."
"Which is so much, hurry up." The eighth uncle squatted down, folded his hands and stretched out.
In the shadows, Er Niu sat steadily, tilting his head to look at their actions.
The eighth aunt stepped on the eighth uncle's hand, climbed up the wall with the strength of the eighth uncle, and turned over carefully.
The Eighth Uncle was sticking to the root of the wall, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard a slight landing from inside.
After a while, the courtyard door opened slightly, and the eighth aunt poked her head out and shouted in a low voice: "Old man, come in quickly."
"What are you shouting!" Uncle Eight cursed and walked quickly to the courtyard gate.
Er Niu tilted his head and watched the eighth uncle walk over, stood up and shook his hair, threw the drops of water in all directions, followed silently, and when he got into the courtyard door, he raised his front paw to close the empty wooden door. He pushed back the door bolt with his mouth.
During the whole process, the big dog moved smoothly, without making a sound, but the eight uncles and eight aunts who looked at the yard did not notice the changes behind them.
The yard Xie Qingyao lives in is named Zhenxiaju. There is grass in the courtyard, Feifei, an apricot tree has already produced green fruits, and many branches are sticking out of the wall.
The two looked around and looked a little nervous at the cold and empty courtyard.
After a while, the eighth uncle pushed the eighth aunt: "What are you doing in a daze, don't tear the black cloth off you!"
The eighth aunt pulled off the black cloth and stuffed it into the eighth uncle's hands, revealing a pale and pale clothes, and then took out something from her arms and put it on her face.
Both of Er Niu's eyes were rounded, it was obviously the change of Aunt Eight who was surprised.
At this moment, my eighth aunt was wearing a white paper mask, and only two narrow gaps were left on the eyes of the mask to see things. Although it was simple, it was scary enough to see it suddenly in the middle of the night.
"Hurry up, finish early and go back to bed early."
My eighth aunt took a nervous breath, walked two steps forward, stopped and asked, "Is it all right to stand at the window?"
It's the first time to pretend to be a ghost, no experience.
"Knock on the window first!"
The eighth aunt hesitated and stretched out her hand.
The two bulls' eyes narrowed, the whole body rose into the air and threw the eighth aunt who had just been standing outside the window to the ground.
The eighth aunt had a guilty conscience, and before she got out of the shadow of the ghost in the mourning hall, she was suddenly screamed involuntarily by a black shadow: "There is a ghost—"
The screams were loud and harsh, and they spread far and wide in an instant.
The Eighth Uncle was also shocked at this moment, and forgot to react until the lights came on in several places. This was like waking up from a dream, and he ran outside.
He had only one thought: to escape this place of right and wrong, and not to be caught anyway!
The Eighth Uncle rushed to the front of the courtyard and pulled hard even if he didn't look at it.
The gate did not move.
A trace of chill ran up from the eighth uncle's tail vertebrae.
He deliberately concealed the courtyard door when he came in, how could he not open it?
Thinking of the weirdness in the mourning hall, Uncle Eight's legs softened: Is there really a ghost?
The mourning hall suddenly darkened in the daytime, the sudden thunder and heavy rain, and the two women going crazy at the same time, these scenes flashed in the eight uncle's mind.
It's impossible to say that he didn't have any thoughts at the time, but he was afraid of bad things to his wife and pretended not to take it seriously.
This is a long story, but in fact it is only a moment.
Er Niu removed the paw that had stepped on his eighth aunt's face, and flew behind his eighth uncle tightly all over, and bit his fiercely.
"Oh—" Uncle Eight let out a scream higher than Aunt Eighth.
At this time, not only the people in the yard were crowded, but the people who heard the sound in other yards were carrying lanterns or holding sticks, and some were impatient and even ran over here without shoes.
The Eighth Uncle lay prone on the ground, struggling hard without knowing who was attacked.
Er Niu turned his head to see the person rushing out, released his mouth in a hurry, and slipped into the banana bush at the base of the wall.
"Who?" The people who arrived raised their lanterns and swayed back and forth, and the originally clear and empty courtyard suddenly seemed like daylight.
The window opened silently, and Jiang Si and Xie Qingyao stood side by side at the window and looked out.
There was an exclamation in the yard: "Ghost--"
The voice was a little maid, with a face of horror pointing at the shabby man on the ground, his legs weakened.
The woman on the ground was lying prone, her face was pale and she couldn't see her facial features, her hand stretched out diagonally was as dry as wood, and she looked at the light without any blood.
In this situation, if a person saw it, he would be scared to death. Fortunately, there are so many people now that there is no other disturbance except a few screams.
There was another exclamation: "Hey, that seems to be Master Eight."
Jiang Si looked carefully and whispered to Xie Qingyao: "That woman has a mask on her face."
With anger flashing in Xie Qingyao's eyes, he turned around and walked outside, standing on the stone steps outside the house and shouting: "Tie these two pretending thieves!"
When the eldest girl heard her voice, everyone immediately surrounded her.
The eighth aunt came slowly, jumped up and ran out.
There are so many people who are brave. When the "female ghost" is about to run away, everyone is not afraid. A woman decisively stretches out her foot and trips the "female ghost". The paper mask on the face of the "female ghost" fell off and was blown by wind Shaking on the ground.
"It's Mrs. Eight!" The woman who saw it suddenly recognized it.
Seeing the maid-in-law surrounding the two, the eighth uncle hurriedly said with his bleeding butt: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"
Xie Qingyao walked to the two of them and said coldly: "Misunderstanding? The eighth uncles and eight aunts will talk about the misunderstanding in front of the clansmen and my uncle."
The eighth aunt panicked when she heard it, crying and begging: "Qing Yao, we are a family, how can we pull outsiders in to see a joke?"
Xie Qingyao sneered: "That's your joke, not mine. Come here, go and invite the elders, the elders of the clan, and the uncles to come over!"