Siheyuan: Big City, Small Love

Chapter 358: Inquiring about the Ghost Market

"Hey, Xiao Laizi, how come your sister can talk now? Did you teach her?"

When Xu Damao heard Wu'er call He Lai "brother" several times, he immediately asked.

"I didn't teach her on purpose. She just started shouting for no reason after playing with me for a while these few days!" He Lai had to answer perfunctorily.

"Xiao Laizi, do you have an air of a fairy? My little Yin hasn't learned to speak yet, how about you help take care of him for a few days?"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he placed Xu Jiayin in front of He Lai and shook him.

"Uh... I don't mind, but I'm afraid Aunt Xu won't agree! Wu'er, don't move, don't hit him, this is your little nephew Yin!"

He Lai stopped Wu'er from trying to pull Xu Jiayin's hand away. If Wu'er caught her, Xu Jiayin would probably cry, as Wu'er's little hands were quite strong.

This is how it is these days. The generation gap is huge. After all, some people get married in their teens, and some people have children in their forties. As the relationship is passed down from generation to generation, there is a situation where an old man calls a child "uncle"! It's very strange.

Wu'er seemed to understand what He Lai said. She turned around and continued to pull He Lai's clothes, trying to vent her dissatisfaction in this way.

He Lai ignored Wu'er and asked about his own business: "Brother Damao, do you know where I can buy antiques?"

"Buy antiques? Then you have to go to those state-owned consignment shops. For example, there is a Yonghe consignment shop in our area, but they usually sell more, so it will probably be more expensive if you buy."

Xu Damao thought for a moment and answered.

"Where else?"

He Lai didn't want to go to those state-owned commissioned stores. After all, those stores required various procedures and were very expensive. He didn't want to be taken advantage of.

"Also, there are the black markets and ghost markets. There are a lot of antiques in these places!"

"Yes, Ghost Market! How could I have forgotten about this place? Ghost Market seems to be a place that specializes in selling antiques!"

When He Lai thought of this, he asked Xu Damao again: "Brother Damao, where is the ghost market? I want to go and see it."

"Uh... Xiao Laizi, why do you want to go to the ghost market? That place is spooky. You can just buy some antiques on the black market for fun. There's no need to go to the ghost market!"

When Xu Damao heard that He Lai skipped the black market and wanted to go directly to the ghost market, he hurriedly tried to persuade him.

After all, Xu Damao, who often goes out to play, knows a little about some rumors about the ghost market.

"What's the matter, Brother Damao, can't we go to the ghost market?" He came to see that Xu Damao didn't want to talk about the ghost market, so he asked again.

"This ghost market is very spooky in the city. It's best not to go there if you have nothing to do."

"What's wrong? Tell me."

"Uh... okay, let me tell you, I actually only know a little bit."

Xu Damao began to describe what he knew about the ghost market.

"I heard that this ghost market starts trading at 3 a.m., but when the sun comes out, the market disappears completely, as if it has never existed. It's clean and tidy. We have an old saying: open at midnight and disperse at cockcrow."

"Is this true? I don't believe it! I have to go to this ghost market to see if it is really so weird!"

As a modern person, He Lai knows a little about this ghost market, except for some people selling antiques.

When Xu Damao heard that He Lai didn't care at all, he got a little anxious: "Don't disbelieve it, it's really weird. And this ghost market, you can't just say you'll be at the ghost market, you can't say you'll be at the ghost market, you can only say you'll be at the ghost market."

"Why?" He Lai felt it was becoming more and more interesting.

"The word 'tang' is very profound! If you take a closer look, you'll find that it contains many meanings. When we usually say 'tang', it usually means 'wading through water'.

So going to the ghost market is a bit like wading through water. You have to walk carefully! Do you understand?"

Xu Damao explained patiently.

"Uh..." He Lai was speechless. There are quite a few ghosts in the old Sijiu City!

"Brother Damao, please tell me where this ghost market is."

Seeing that He Lai was determined to know about the ghost market, Xu Damao could only say: "This ghost market is all under the old imperial city, in the east, south, west and north. The closest one to us is Dongzhimen, where there is a Gui Street. Of course, this Gui is not a ghost, but I don't recommend going there, it's too spooky.

In the past, Dongzhimen was used to transport wood into the city and dead bodies out of the city. Now there is a huge cemetery outside Dongzhimen.

There are still many coffin shops and funeral clothing shops in Dongzhimen that sell things related to the dead."

"Brother Damao, you didn't let me go there, yet you introduced it in such detail!"

He Lai rolled his eyes at Xu Damao and said unhappily.

"Hey, I'm used to it, I'm used to it. If you really want to go, then go to Deshengmen, walk along Gulou West Street, it's not far from the Fruit Market."

"Isn't that where we go to the black market?" He Lai rolled his eyes at Xu Damao.

"Uh, yes, that's the black market area. I've never been there either, so I don't know the details!"

Xu Damao said awkwardly.

"Okay, I got it. I'll leave first." He Lai stood up and prepared to leave after finding out what he had found out.

"Xiao Lai, don't go. That place is really weird." Xu Damao was still reminding He Lai.

"I understand." He Lai left without looking back. The more mysterious this ghost market was, the more interested He Lai became.

He Lai's mind is now full of the ghost market! When he returned home, Yu Shui was gone. He probably ran to Chun Er's place again.

He Lai closed the bedroom door directly and took the little girl into the space.

"Good sister, just be good and get some sleep, okay?" He Lai looked at Wu'er who was trying to go out with her hands, and persuaded her helplessly.

"Play! Play!" Wu'er said twice more.

When He Lai heard this, he was like, wow, you learned another word, you are really awesome.

"Good sister, if you learn to call me mom, I will take you out to play, okay?"

He Lai had to discuss it with a five-month-old baby.

Wu'er didn't care and kept saying the word "fun".

He Lai started to argue with her, and so a strange scene appeared with He Lai saying the word "mother" and Wu'er saying the word "play".

Just when He Lai couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to give up, the word "mother" finally came out of Wu'er's mouth!

"Haha, my Wu'er is really smart. Come on, I'll take you to fly in the sky."

He Lai then controlled Wu'er to fly, which made Wu'er very happy as she experienced the feeling of flying again.

After flying Wu'er in the air for a while, He Lai put her down. Looking at Wu'er who was still very excited, He Lai also had a headache.

"Mother... Mother..." Wu'er pointed at the sky with both hands and kept calling her mother.

"Okay, stop being a sissy. We've had enough fun. Let's go back and get some sleep."

He carried Wu'er into the room and put her on the bed. As soon as Wu'er was free, she climbed onto He Lai, hoping that he would take her out to play again.

How could He Lai do as she wished? He also lay down, hugged Wu'er and closed his eyes, letting Wu'er toss and turn on him.

This time the door was closed, so there was no need to worry about the little girl being able to leave the room.

Soon, seeing that He Lai had not responded for a long time, Wu'er stopped struggling and lay on He Lai without moving.

He Lai opened his eyes and saw that the little girl had closed her eyes. It seemed that she had made enough noise. Babies of these few months old have very good sleep quality. They fall asleep as soon as they are told to, without any hesitation.

He Lai now slept peacefully. It would be best if he could sleep until night so that he could go directly to the ghost market.