After waking up, many people felt that what happened last night was like a dream.
So many people died? There is something so ferocious in the wild persimmon pond. It rains blood from the sky, climbs mountains of knives, and descends into seas of fire. These things are all unbelievable.
However, some people can sleep, while others cannot.
The village chief's wife cried miserably and her eyes were swollen. First she heard the news of her son's death, and then her husband's death. It is estimated that after I leave, the title of the village's broom star will pass to her.
As for Dazhuang and Erzhuang's family, the two brothers drowned in the persimmon pond last night. Their wives were completely liberated. The two sisters cried with joy. They immediately packed their luggage, rested for a while, and went back to their parents' home together.
At noon, the entire Mojia Village began to celebrate, setting off firecrackers, beating gongs and drums, killing chickens and sheep, cooking at Uncle Mo's house, and setting up several tables for banquets to entertain Liu Ruxiang and me.
If it weren't for the two of us, Mojiacun doesn't know how many people would have died.
At the same time, the old village chief Mo Ershi had died, and everyone elected the new village chief on the spot, who happened to be the barefoot doctor Mo Sanshu.
Uncle Mo has been a doctor for many years and has saved many people in the village. Everyone is grateful to him and naturally they are convinced.
Uncle Mo first toasted my master with a glass of wine on behalf of everyone in the village. Then he stood up and smiled at me: "Come on, ask Shan, let us uncle and nephew have a drink. Although you no longer live in Mojia Village, you are still alive." In Mojia Village, the blood of Mojia Village flows in my body. Now that I can remember to repay our fellow villagers, we can’t forget you. Come on, I’ll give you a drink!”
"Yes, yes, this kid Wenshan dared to be the first to fall into the sea of fire last night. There is really a man who can stand in the way. He is so brave that no one can defeat him. When he grows up, he must be an admirable man!" The teacher in the village Mr. praised me.
I glanced at him, and I still remembered that this old man used to be very bad. He used to make things difficult for me, asking me to pay my tuition before it was time, and then making secret jokes about me not having parents. It was really hateful.
Seeing how he was complimenting me now, I cursed the hypocrisy in my heart. Then I picked up the wine glass in my hand and took only a small sip. Compared with just now, when Uncle Mo paid me a compliment and I drank half of the glass, it was almost a completely different attitude. .
The other people at the wine table also knew the teacher's temperament and smiled sarcastically, looking at him with an embarrassed look on his face.
I didn't really look at him, so I picked up a peanut and put it in my mouth, chewed it, picked up the cup and gave Uncle Mo a cup in return.
Not long after, the teacher said "I feel sick to my stomach" and then left in despair.
Of course, this is just a small episode at noon.
After three rounds of drinking, everyone present was full and didn't drink too much. After all, they had to do business in the afternoon.
After eating all kinds of dishes, the tense nerves from last night gradually relaxed.
Then, Liu Ruxiang prepared for the ritual ceremony. The old village chief Mo Ershi and his son, as well as the Qiangzi brothers, all died suddenly and could not go home. In order to avoid affecting the living, they all had to do this. There are also prayers and wishes, but the Qiangzi brothers do not have these. There is only one basic step. Then the villagers find some mats and quilts, roll them up and bury them.
The funeral rituals for the deceased still follow the fixed procedures, including removing the unclean mother, issuing talismans to the officials, inviting gods to come to the banquet, inviting teachers to the banquet, and confining evil stars...
And when the Liu family learned about yesterday's incident, they also hurried here, mainly to repair Liu Ruxiang's car so that they could come to meet him. When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, the rituals in Mojiacun were completed and the car was repaired.
Before leaving, I told Liu Ruxiang, took a lock and locked the door, then took a wad of paper money from the car and went to my family's cemetery alone.
There are seven or eight graves in total, but I only know the graves of my grandfather, mother, and grandma. Other than that, they are the old ladies and ancestors of my ancestors.
My grandfather passed away when I was very young, and I don’t have many memories of him.
As for my mother, I haven't even seen her. I only heard my grandma say many times that she is a very hard-working and capable woman. She can deliver three hundred kilograms of grain to the public by pulling a small wheelbarrow. , good-looking, well-known throughout the country.
Grandma's only complaint against him was that she was too cruel to herself and would rather die to keep me in her belly. Otherwise, she would never find such a good daughter-in-law even with a lantern.
Now about Mojiacun, the thing I miss the most is my father. Ever since the Chinese New Year when I was nine years old, my father has been gone forever. He also sent money home several times, but then he suddenly disappeared. News.
Could it be that he went out to make a living and became someone else's son-in-law? He disliked the family's poverty and ignored us?
Or, has something happened to my father outside?
Hopefully... not.
I took out the lighter, lit the paper money, and burned a stack of paper money in front of grandma's grave.
"Grandma, Wenshan is here to see you."
It was so smoky that I shed tears in an instant.
I really miss my grandma, but unfortunately grandma is not even in this grave, only some clothes are placed there.
Thinking of the thousands of snakes who worshiped the coffin that night and chanted sutras, I wanted to get to the bottom of it and find out the matter thoroughly. If I could save grandma, that would be great, otherwise I would have to snatch her body back. A beast cannot be allowed to occupy it.
Grandma, don’t worry, I will definitely do it.
I burned some more paper for my grandfather and ancestors. I knelt down and worshiped, then slowly got up, wiped the dust off my clothes, and returned to Liu Ruxiang's car.
"Why, you cried when you visited the grave?" Liu Ruxiang took a sip of water from her tea cup and looked at me in confusion.
"I miss my grandma, what's the problem?" I pouted.
"What a pure heart."
Liu Ruxiang sighed, then put down the cup, turned her head, flipped her soft hair, and stared at me with a look on her face: "Then let me ask you, if one day..."
"If I die, will you cry for me?"
I don't understand what's wrong with the cook, why he insists on asking me such a strange question. Logically speaking, for such a powerful grandmaster like her, she is unlikely to get sick or encounter any disaster. If she can live peacefully and live to be a hundred years old, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
I rolled my eyes and said back to her: "Master, don't think too much. You live a long life. Besides, I still have a big calamity when I turn eighteen. If it doesn't pass, you will cry for me in a few years." Even if I get away by luck and God doesn't accept me, women generally live longer than men, and you are only a few years older than me. Maybe you will cry first."
