The burial process went normally. Mr. Yin Yang hammered nails into the coffin, and then the spirits began to appear.
The customs of nailing vary from place to place. In some places, nails are not nailed, in some places, nails are required, and in some places, the nail is just used for gestures and will not actually be nailed in.
Moreover, when the nails are being driven, the family members should call out the name of the deceased to hide the nails, so as not to hurt the ghost.
The village is not big, and the road out of the village is not long, but the ground is muddy and everyone has difficulty moving forward.
Because the female relatives were not allowed to go to the cemetery, my cousin and the women at home could not move forward when they arrived at the entrance of the village. They stood at the entrance of the village crying.
Next, I followed the funeral procession all the way to the cemetery outside the village. The grave had already been dug there. Under the command of Mr. Yin Yang, the coffin was put in and the soil was filled. Soon a brand new grave appeared.
Thinking about the kind-faced old man a few days ago, even though he was seriously ill, he still tried his best to chat with us for a while.
In just a few days, the yin and yang were separated, and he slept in this tomb forever.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. After everything was over, everyone went back to eat.
Maybe all white things in the world are like this. There was a lot of mourning during the funeral. When the people were buried, the banquet was opened here, and everyone started laughing and laughing again, as if the person who had just been buried had nothing to do with them. None.
I simply ate something and planned to go back, so I stood up to greet Ma Yunfeng and asked him if he wanted to stay a little longer.
Ma Yunfeng didn't want to stay any longer. After all, it was time to leave after finishing the meal.
So we said our goodbyes and left, and my cousin took her child out to see her off.
Her child was a little girl, about three or four years old. She was quite cute. I teased the child, said a few more polite words, and got ready to get in the car and go home.
But at this moment, the little girl suddenly shouted sweetly to the side.
"Grandpa!"
This voice shocked everyone around her, because her grandfather had just been buried, so who was she calling? !
I looked back and saw the little girl pointing at a stone at the gate. My cousin's expression changed and she hugged the child.
When Ma Yunfeng saw this, he whispered to me: "When my uncle was alive, he would sit on this rock and bask in the sun when he had nothing to do."
I nodded and said nothing.
In fact, there was nothing wrong with the child's shouting, because I also saw a shadow sitting vaguely on the stone, seeming to be looking at the little girl with a smile.
But then, he stood up, bent his waist with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the village step by step.
The little girl should be able to see it. She looked at the shadow and said something sadly.
"Grandpa left, and he said he would never come back."
These childish words almost made me burst into tears.
The cousin held the child tightly and burst into tears instantly.
Ma Yunfeng glanced at me and nudged me with his elbow: "Why don't you be so sentimental? I'm not your grandfather."
I smiled bitterly and sighed: "My grandpa is gone a long time ago. He was like this when he was a child. He would walk in front of me silently with his hands behind his back and his waist bent. Every time I couldn't keep up with him and stumbled behind, he would look back. When he carried me, his hands were so strong, they were like vise..."
Ma Yunfeng also fell silent and sighed: "I haven't even seen my grandpa..."
When I came back from the funeral that day, I went to burn a lot of paper money for my grandparents. To be honest, my impression of them only stayed when I was a child, but what remained in my memory was all kindness and love.
Then I turned on the computer and revised the beginning of my novel, focusing on my grandpa’s story and some supernatural events that happened around the time of my grandma’s death.
In the next period of time, I patiently wrote the book at home and didn’t go anywhere.
Ma Yunfeng often teases me, saying that there is no paper in the toilet at the end of the village, so don’t go anywhere, just stay at home and write a book.
So in the blink of an eye, it was December 2012.
It’s already the season of heavy snowfall in the north, and Uncle Ma doesn’t go out to play with cats or dogs anymore. He just stays with his cat and chats online.
We don’t know what he was talking about or who he was talking to.
Anyway, one thing is certain, the person you are chatting with is definitely a woman!
In fact, at this time, I was a little uneasy because the legendary end of the world was coming soon.
Every day I read the novel I wrote, thinking wildly in my mind, wondering if the world was going to end, where could I take Uncle Ma and drive the car to?
Just in case, I backed up the novel on a USB flash drive and took it with me when I escaped.
Thinking about it, I was so naive at that time. It was the end of the world. It was useless for me to bring a USB flash drive...
Uncle Ma also scolded me, saying that if you worry too much all day long, the world will be destroyed. You are just running away, where are you going?
The two of us were talking about the end of the world, when Ma Yunfeng suddenly called and said that news came from his cousin whom he had not contacted for a long time.
Early this morning, my cousin told Ma Yunfeng that she had a dream last night. She dreamed that her father came back, wearing neat clothes and an ancient official hat. He said that he was an official below and asked her to live a good life in the future.
She was very happy when she woke up, so she quickly shared the news with Ma Yunfeng.
Then Ma Yunfeng shared it with me.
To be honest, I am quite happy. It is certainly a good thing to be an official below, and this also proves that our original judgment was completely correct.
A good person like this will not suffer any crime after he goes down, and he will become an official instead.
So, maybe the underworld took him down in the first place just to replace him in a certain position.
This is also a good thing. Although I did not enjoy happiness while alive, it is quite good to be an official after death.
So the stone that was weighing on my heart was finally let go.
Good people will be rewarded after all!
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Ma and I were lamenting over this matter, when a person happened to come and tell fortunes.
And this person can also be said to have indirectly changed the trajectory of my later life.
Next, I invite Aunt Jiang...
This person is also a person full of negative energy. He comes up and talks about how unfortunate he is, how unlucky he is, and how he can’t do anything. He has been at home for more than a year now. He has no job and no friends. Basically, he is just a fool. Waiting to die from eating.
So he was very distressed and wanted me to save him. He asked me if I could do anything to make him prosperous.
I'm also very troubled. To be honest, if there was a magic ritual that could be developed instantly, I would have done it for myself. Why am I kidding you here?
I told him, don’t think about these things, let alone do a ritual to change your destiny. You haven’t worked for more than a year, can’t you work hard and go out to find a job?
Even if you can't make a lot of money, you can at least maintain your own life and won't have to eat at home and wait to die.
As a young man of 27 or 28 years old, can't he have some ambition and work hard? You are a trivial ritual!
