When she returned to the village, Junko Amano followed her, which was why she did not leave with her companions.

According to Mai Guazusa, she hasn't seen her grandmother Amano for a long time. This time she came back and visited her grandmother was the main purpose.

Although Amano's grandmother-in-law's temper changed drastically after her wife passed away, she drove her children and grandchildren away and refused to return to the village, how could she not come back to see her as a child? She would occasionally come back and lie down, just like Amano Junko this time, in addition to the celebrations, it was also because of this.

A group of people walked into the village. The Amano family was in the middle of the village, but the houses on the left and right sides were far apart and looked like a lonely building.

It seemed that there was no time to take care of the yard, and the weeds had grown out. The door was closed and silent inside, as if no one was living in it.

"Sunko, do you really need me to accompany you in?" Standing outside the yard, Mai Guazusa asked Junko Amano.

"No need, Mai, grandma used to love me, so it doesn't matter if she was scolded." Junko Amano shook her head. Although she was a little worried, as she said, it was her grandma.

"Okay, let's stand here." Guasheng Mayi nodded, and was not in a hurry to leave. She seemed to be worried about something, and Li Xuehao and others did not leave either.

Junko Amano turned around and walked into the yard and knocked on the closed door. Because the villagers' home did not have a doorbell, knocking was the norm. In fact, the villagers' houses were not closed during the day, and probably only Amano's grandma's house closed the doors and windows.

The knock on the door was long, but no one came to open it.

Junko Amano was a little anxious and shouted loudly at the door: "Grandma, are you at home? I'm Junko, I'm back to see you."

The sound is loud, at least it will be fine to get into the house.

Junko Amano shouted several times, and finally there was a movement in the house. It was a "bang" sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground, making a dull sound.

Junko Amano's expression was even more anxious when she heard it. She was about to push the door open when the closed door suddenly opened from inside, and an old man with a haggard appearance appeared at the door.

The old man was gray-haired and wearing a gray bathrobe. His expression was stiff, he frowned and looked disgusted: "I'm not dead yet, can I hear the knocking sound of the door? Do you want to scare me to death when you shout so loudly?"

"Grandma..." Junko Amano felt very aggrieved, especially when there were so many outsiders watching him.

"Come in." After all, it was her own granddaughter, and the old man was at least a little rational. He looked at the group outside the yard, "Let your friends come in too." After that, she turned around and left.

"Okay, grandma." Junko Amano touched the tears at the corner of her eyes and waved to the crowd outside, led by Mai Guasheng, "Mai, grandma invites you in too."

"I haven't talked to Amano's grandma for a long time." Mai Guasheng was not polite and walked into the yard with a smile.

Chiba Sayuri and others hesitated for a moment, but followed in.

Li Xuehao walked at the end, looking at Grandma Amano who could vaguely see her back, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Grandma Amano, there is a problem.

Just as the other party opened the door, he realized that Grandma Amano was not at least an ordinary person.

Although she felt that she was just an ordinary old man, and her qi and blood were in the weak period of a normal old man, she gave him a strange and inexplicable strangeness. As a monk, this feeling would never be for no reason, because this itself is not ordinary.

The group walked into the house. Unlike the weeds in the yard outside, the house was cleaned very clean, and it could even be said to be spotless.

The decorations in the living room are also tatami-style, and Junko Amano invites everyone to sit down.

"Mento, you entertain the guests, I want to be alone." Amano's grandma reminded me in a low voice, turned around and went to the stairs, stepping on the not-so-solid stairs, making a harsh sound of "Yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya

When the footsteps were completely gone, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry, grandma is not like this..." Junko Amano felt very ashamed of this, but before she could finish her words, Mai Guasu comforted her, "We know, Junko, don't worry, we won't mind."

"Yes." Junko Amano finally got better.

"Grandma hasn't made snacks for a long time, so I'll go to the kitchen to take a look." After all, if a customer comes to the door, it's impossible not to take out any entertainment items.

As Junko Amano left, everyone began to look at the surrounding environment.

The style of tatami is simple, and it is basically difficult to see furniture and appliances that tend to be modern, but it is more of a taste with an ancient charm.

Li Xuehao was also looking around, and when he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes suddenly stopped.

Because there is a painting on the wooden ceiling, in the middle.

It was an ink painting, which was extremely vivid and realistic, so it could make people clearly see what was drawn on it.

There is only one protagonist in the whole painting, which is a black fish, not completely black. The fish has some grayish-white body, and the fish body is round in front and flat in the back, which is very distinctive.

The black fish floated on the sea surface, spitting out countless bubbles from its mouth, and the bubbles kept floating towards the sky, as if endless.

There is only this content in the painting, and I don’t know what the whole painting wants to express.

Of course, the reason why Li Xuehao focused his attention on the painting was that he discovered that the black fish in the painting was the same as the black giant fish he had seen before in the sea, at least in terms of appearance.

"Nijiang, what are you looking at?" Guasheng Mai walked over and asked when she saw him staring at the ceiling.

"The fish on the painting is very special." Li Xuehao pointed to the black fish on the ceiling.

"Huh!" Guasheng Mai exclaimed in surprise and looked up at the painting on the ceiling, "I remember when I was a child, I came to Amano's grandma's house, but there was no such thing at that time."

"Maybe it was painted later." Li Xuehao's face was silent, but his heart was a sudden sudden sign. There were things that were not before, but now there were only Grandma Amano in the house, which seemed to have already explained something.

"It's very likely." Guasheng Mai nodded and stared at the painting above her head. "Why just draw a fish? The black fish is not good at all."

"Because grandma likes black fish." Junko Amano, who was walking out with a tray, said, "I remember grandma started to fall in love with black fish shortly after her grandfather passed away. She often said that black fish might be the incarnation of grandfather. She drew black fish on the ceiling, probably to commemorate grandfather."

"So that's it." Guasheng Mai nodded in a vague way.
Chapter completed!