I feel like I have lost contact with my mother. Ever since I had a phone call with her at the morgue of the police station that day, I have not been able to contact her until now. But to be honest, although I am a little worried, I don’t feel that she is. What kind of accident will happen?
Every time she travels away for business like this, she will be unable to be contacted for at least three or four days. The longest time she has been away from home in the past few years has only been a week, and this time it was only four days. With her ability, it is not possible to contact her. What problems will you encounter that cannot be solved?
After finally returning to the station in our town, we got off the bus and went to buy some things from the stall owners in the market who had not yet closed their stalls. There should be one or two hundred yuan left in the bank card. It was not a problem to buy some fruits and the like.
When I came back, I couldn't stand Lao Chen's insistence, so I left the set of luggage and bedding in his store, and came back with a few sets of clothes, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with big and small bags now.
"I can't tell you, you are quite filial."
At this point, there were almost no people on the road from the town to the village. I carried fruits and candies and rushed home under the moonlight. I didn’t have to worry about others seeing me talking to myself and suspecting that this person had a mental problem.
"What's wrong with being filial? I used to bring some fruits, supplements, and the like every time I went home. Although the elderly don't care about these things, as long as we go back more often to see them."
"Well, people, birth, old age, illness and death are natural processes. When you get old, it means that the remaining days are almost counted. If you have time, spend more time with them, and live less with each passing day."
Something doesn't sound right to me.
"Why do you understand? Don't you claim to be a cultivator? Will you still grow old?"
Perhaps the brother's question touched some unspeakable scar in her heart, so the ghost girl didn't say anything more, only letting out a rare long sigh.
Otherwise, my brother's mouth was really wrong. He knew that she was in a low mood, but he still asked her why she suddenly became silent and whether she was cultivating immortality again.
As a result, she angrily used some kind of "magical power", causing me to stumble and almost fall to the ground!
"Shh, don't make any noise, listen to yourself."
I was cursing here, but suddenly I received a signal from the ghost girl to stop talking.
The road leading from the village to the town runs from the north to the south. It is the widest and easiest to walk in the entire Dengxing Village. When I was a child, this road was still a dirt road. Whenever it rained, it would be filled with potholes and mud. But now it is. It's a reassuring way to go.
I listened for a while. Apart from the rustling of the wind, was there any other noise?
"What? What did you hear?"
"There was crying, intermittent."
A chill ran down my spine. I was obviously the only one here, so how could there be any crying? Besides, since I recognized the evil in this world, I would also take some of her words that she often used to tease people seriously, so at this time I still felt a little bit afraid.
"It's not like someone who is so idle that he stays up late at night and goes to the roadside to scare people, right? Why didn't I hear anything?"
"Five hundred meters to the south."
I scratched my head and took the opportunity to identify the direction. Well, the Big Dipper is still there, so the south is behind me, but behind me is the road from the town... It is empty, and the white moonlight is shining all the way. It is very beautiful. .
"Well, after a while, I couldn't hear it again. I heard something was wrong with that sound. Let's go home first and come back at another time."
Yes, I was frightened by her in vain.
Dengxing Village is a small village in Shangling Town, Lancang City. From the time I can remember, it has always been the old brick and wood structure buildings in the countryside. It has a total population of more than 50 households. The total number of permanent residents, young and old, women, children, old and young, does not exceed 200.
My brother's hometown is on a hillside to the west of the village. Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see three houses located in the shape of a "pin". The two houses below are Aunt Li's and Aunt Song's, and the top two are Aunt Li's and Aunt Song's. The first one is the end of the trip.
When passing by the road in front of the two houses below, I was startled by the owner's dog, which kept barking in my direction. I pretended to bend down to pick up something, and the two dogs actually backed away. Hehe, this The method is really tried and true.
Walking up the path, I saw lights dimly coming out of the inner room of the house in the darkness, and suddenly I felt a soreness on the tip of my nose.
Charming asked curiously: "What, you want to cry? Cry, cry, I pretend not to see."
Gan, how could she tear someone down like this?
I wiped my nose and was about to raise my hand to knock on the door, but the door creaked open, and then a body leaned out.
The man took a flashlight and shined it in my direction. He probably didn't expect someone to be standing outside the door, so he was startled. Then he shined the flashlight on my face. After being stunned for a few seconds, he asked tentatively: "Hey, young general?!"
I couldn't see his face clearly for a while, but I knew the voice. It was Aunt Song's man below, Uncle Lao Gen.
"It's me, Uncle Gen, why are you here?"
After Uncle Lao Gen got my answer, he patted my shoulder happily, then turned back and shouted toward the yard: "Old Bian! Old Bian! Your grandson is back! Oh, come out and take a look!"
Lao Bian is my grandfather’s nickname, and his scientific name is Fang Zhenglong.
As soon as he finished shouting, he heard my grandpa echoing him from inside the house: "Hey, what the heck, I've accepted it now, and I'm willing to admit defeat. Okay, Gen'er, your brother Bian is really good today." I’m very impressed with you. Come on, come in and have two more cups.”
As soon as I heard this, I understood what was going on. Most likely, these two people were getting together to drink together. Uncle Gen couldn't drink and my grandpa wanted to run away. Who knew he just happened to see me coming back.
Uncle Gen happily welcomed me in. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't wait to say, "Old Bian, you really thought I couldn't drink enough and you ran away. Go to hell. I heard someone knocking on the door." Open the door, look, who did I bring to you?"
I smiled, and without exposing him, I shouted "Ah!" to my grandfather who was stuffing tobacco into his pipe.
"Hey, Gen'er, why are you so sensible today, haha."
As my grandfather said this, he lit his pipe and glanced towards us. Perhaps he didn't see clearly for a moment. He exclaimed "Ah!" in surprise, and then slowly walked towards me.
I saw that my grandpa, who used to be tall in the past, was actually shorter now, and the age spots on his face were becoming more and more obvious. However, his hobby of smoking pipes has not changed.
"Ah! Did I drink too much? Isn't this my eldest grandson! Ah, is it you, young general!"
I put down the things in my hands and shouted again with excitement and longing, "Ah, Master, I'm back."
"He is really my eldest grandson! Hey, how come he has grown taller again! Hahaha... Come on, come on, let me take a good look, my dear, come on, come on!"
My uncle held my hand until I sat down on the stool. He moved the things on the table to the floor randomly, wiped the wine stains on the table with his sleeve, and shouted to Uncle Gen to sit down quickly.
"Have you fallen asleep?"
"She goes to bed early, but she wakes up as soon as she shouts, hahaha."
Uncle Lao Gen grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started to eat them. From time to time he would interject and make fun of me, a "cultured person".
Sure enough, less than three minutes after I entered the house, my grandma walked out of the old couple's residence. Looking at her sleepy eyes, she suddenly became energetic, and then there was that very comfortable look on her cheeks. smile.
The old couple both like to laugh.
"My grandson is back! Why did he arrive at this hour? Have you eaten yet?"
What you will never tire of hearing are the greetings from your family.
"Ah milk!"
"Hey, Auntie Zhi, look, I said there must be good things coming to Lao Bian tonight, and it will make you happy."
Uncle Gen promptly found a not-so-reasonable reason for meeting his buddy for a drink. His words reminded my grandma, and the old man immediately straightened his face and glared at Grandpa and Uncle Gen.
"The older you get, the less shameless you become! Alcohol is not an elixir. If you drink every day, I think you just think your life is too long."
Uncle Gen and my grandfather grew up together, and they are almost like brothers. Therefore, he is particularly concerned about our family's affairs and takes good care of me, a junior. But he is the only one who Afraid of my grandma’s preaching.
Fortunately, it was already late at night, and grandma was afraid of affecting the rest of the villagers, so she no longer cared about them. She pulled me aside and sat down, and started chatting in vernacular.
Of course, when I come back once in a while, my grandfather and Uncle Gen will naturally stop drinking. Instead, they will gather around us, chatting and laughing together. If it weren’t for the fact that they are old and sleep is particularly important, I think This conversation probably lasted all night.
During this period, they would inevitably ask about my study and life at school, as well as my mother’s situation, and even whether I had talked about my “daughter-in-law”...
At school, I just said that I was still adapting, and there were times when I encountered some difficulties, but I persevered and I didn't need to worry about them. I would just find a suitable time to talk about dropping out. As for the girlfriend thing, I still follow the same method as before, saying that I am still looking for a girl that I can get along with, and if it suits me, I will hang out with her for a while and bring her home to show them.
It’s a little hard to talk about my mother. After all, even I don’t know what her situation is now, and I can’t contact her...
To my surprise, the second elder and Uncle Gen didn't seem to show too much doubts or worries about my mother. This gave me a vague feeling that they must also know my mother's identity as a heavenly master, and even understand that she is a heavenly master. With her skills, she won't suffer any big losses in this industry.
Uncle Lao Gen did not stay with us that night. After all, their home was right below ours and very close.
Just after dawn the next day, probably before 7 o'clock in the morning, I heard the rapid and frightened cries of chickens coming from the yard, and then my grandma's voice said, "Old man, I see this The chicken is quite heavy, so just kill it and stew it carefully later."
My brother felt warm in his heart. He opened the bed and put on his coat. He opened the door and took a deep breath of the morning comfort. "Ah, milk, I'll help you later!"
In the past, every time before going home or going away, the elderly would kill one of the chickens they raised at home so that we could have a good meal. However, they were always reluctant to do so at home on weekdays, and had to do errands during festivals. Just ate one.
I worked hard with my grandma for a long time in the morning, cooking a large table of dishes, and even called Uncle Gen and his wife and Aunt Li's family to come and eat together. In fact, the three families in our area get along very well. On weekdays, when my mother and I are out, the two families often help my grandparents. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.
My brother is not very good at drinking. After drinking two or three token drinks with Uncle Gen and Grandpa, my head became dizzy, so I bluntly said that I couldn't drink anymore, and slowly walked back to the room. , just went to the next trip and fell asleep...
I slept very comfortably, and I also had a dream. In the dream, my buddy returned to Lanli University, met Xu Lingyu, saw Lao Huang who had come back from the dead, and also saw a strange woman, who said she was a stranger. My feeling was very familiar, but I couldn't see her face clearly and couldn't identify who it was.
Whenever I got closer, she would take the initiative to move away, and she kept chasing me until I heard someone calling me from behind. I turned around and looked back but there was nothing there. When I turned around again, even the woman was gone.
As soon as his feet were in the air, his whole body fell instantly, and then he woke up from his dream. He rubbed his eyes and looked up. It was very clear outside the house, but there was no movement at all.
I thought it was probably after everyone finished eating and saw that I was fast asleep. They were afraid that the noise would wake me up, so they made an appointment to go to another place to play.
"Hey, little drunkard, are you awake?"
I shook my head and said to the ghost girl, "Yeah."
"If you can't drink in the future, just drink less. A small drink will make you happy. Drinking a lot will harm your body. Drinking too much will delay things."
My face felt hot, and I don't know if it was because the alcohol was too strong, or because she said something that made me feel a little ashamed.
"Where are my lord and the others? Why are they all gone?"
As I spoke, I stood up, went to the yard to find a water vat, and scooped up a ladle of water to drink from.
"Just when you were drunk, someone came to your house and shouted, saying that a man named Wang Youfu was found dead on the mountain south of the village. It was probably time to report it to the police. Your grandfather and the others originally wanted to shout You went together, but seeing that you were sleeping like a dead pig, I didn’t call you. They are either at the scene now or at Wang Youfu’s house.”
After listening to her explanation, I was stunned for a while. Wang Youfu, isn't that the village party secretary? How could he die in...wait!
"Where are you talking about, the mountain to the south of the village? Isn't it the direction where you mentioned something strange to me on our way back last night? How could he die there?"
Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are determined by heaven, maybe it is a coincidence. The ghost girl only said that she heard strange noises, but I didn't find anything. I can't blame everything on the supernatural, right?
This was how I explained it to myself at the time, but later facts proved that Party Secretary Wang’s death was full of bizarre factors. The police even determined that it was a homicide on the day they moved Party Secretary Wang’s body, and The nature is very bad - because Party Secretary Wang was quartered!
