When he arrived at the river, Shaoqiu saw an old woman squatting on a stone in the darkness, burning paper, muttering something in her mouth, and crying quietly after burning the paper. This old woman, dressed in black, came to the river alone on this moonless night, but for whom was she burning paper money?
Shaoqiu is unknown, but according to rumors, this old woman had just died of a son. She probably missed her son at this time, so she couldn't help coming to the river and wanted to burn some paper money for her son. . The old woman's son was very unmotivated and only hooked up with married women in deserted villages. And by this small river, he secretly committed hundreds of immoral things. People couldn't bear it and then... The crowd was so angry that they killed the old woman's son. And of course the murderer was not from the deserted village, but a killer hired by people, the rumored robber.
After her son died, the old woman would quietly go down to the river every night, hide in a dark place, and secretly burn some paper money for her son, as a token of her love for her son. Whether the son can receive the money is another matter. When Aunt Hua heard this prayer, she was so sad that she burst into tears. People misunderstood her, thinking that she was alone by the river, and she encountered something unbearable and was frightened like this.
Shaoqiu looked at the old woman for a while. The night was already getting dark and it was no longer convenient to stay on the river, so he quietly returned to his house.
In the middle of the night, by the river, the old woman continued to cry. The noise made the people in the deserted village restless, but they did not dare to say anything. The old woman had lost her son. She was so sad that she didn't want to live anymore. Her desire to die made her fearless. What else could she be afraid of?
So every night, the old woman would carry a broken gong on her back and beat it while walking around the deserted village. The sound was desolate and scary. Faced with what the old woman did, people in the deserted village could understand that the old woman and her son were dependent on each other and suddenly lost her. She was depressed for a while, so they vented their dissatisfaction in this way. Why not?
The scary thing is that the old woman seems to believe that her son's death is related to Shaoqiu. If Shaoqiu hadn't been studying every day, like a curse, how could her son have fallen into such a miserable state? However, facing this weak Shaoqiu, the old woman was confident that she could beat him to death, but how could she do it?
And at night, Shaoqiu sat alone in his dilapidated house, listening to the sound of the old woman banging the gong, as desolate as a funeral, and his mood was once despairing. He was deeply afraid that the old woman would do something irrational in anger, or rush to her house, and a fire would burn this dilapidated place. Where else could she stay?
At this time, Shaoqiu was trembling with fear and had nowhere to hide, so he had no choice but to listen. The people in the deserted village seemed to be awakening at this time. If they knew that this matter was cursed by Shaoqiu, what would be the consequences? And metaphor. But Shaoqiu is just studying in his own room, so why is there a curse? If studying is a curse, then he is not studying alone. Why does the old woman want to find fault with herself?
This old woman had been banging the gong all night that night. Perhaps she was tired, so she sat under a grapefruit tree in front of Shaoqiu's house, and she kept spitting, sometimes even loudly. Shao Shu vomited into his room. Faced with the old woman's behavior, Shaoqiu did not dare to say anything. He only blamed himself for not going into the river and overhearing the old woman's curse. The old woman would definitely not forgive her.
At this time, Shaoqiu lay down by the window and took a look outside. Under the dim light, the old woman was dressed in black. The messy hair on her head seemed to have not been washed for a long time, and was dirty and messy. Seemingly seeing Shaoqiu looking at herself, the old woman glanced at Shaoqiu, and the eyes were as white as snow, so Shaoqiu did not dare to look at them at this time, but sat on the dilapidated chair and cried quietly.
It would be nice to have a little flower at this time, or not a little flower, just someone. However, the deserted village at this time is already quiet, and it is impossible to hear the noise of people. Even if there is, it is just this old woman of. However, Shaoqiu can survive if there is no one. As long as he does not leave this dilapidated door, it is impossible for this old woman to rush into this house, right?
But at this moment, there was a sound on the dilapidated door, accompanied by a person coughing, and then the person spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. The phlegm fell in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house with a snap. At this time, Shaoqiu hurriedly hid under the bed, blew out the lights, and did not dare to stay in this room. If he could, he would have gone to the door of someone else's house.
However, how can we go out at this time? Let's stay under this bed. And when we look outside, someone seems to be trying to put his head in. Who could this person be if she wasn't this old woman? However, although the door of the house was broken, the old woman was not very strong and could not get in for a while. Sure enough, after trying hard for a while, the old woman found that she did not have much strength left, so she gave up. The effort to get into the house.
Shaoqiu hid under the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the old woman didn't enter his house, everything would be easy.
The old woman squatted under the grapefruit tree again and kept beating the gong. The sound kept ringing in the deserted village, and the sound gradually faded away. Shaoqiu was no longer so panicked at this time, and started to light up again. Without the light, I didn't dare to go to bed, so I stayed at the table reading.
The old woman moved to the next person's house at this time. Life was meaningless to her anyway, so she moved to the door of a house and kept beating the broken gong. The man then opened the door to take a look, and was so frightened that he burst into tears. After crying for a while, he wanted to close the door of the house, but how could the old woman let him do this? At this time, she was sitting shamelessly at the door, saying that she would not leave.
And this old woman kept banging the gong in front of the door of this family's house. The sound was almost shaking the roof tiles for a while, and the family finally did not dare to stay in this house. The whole family moved away at this time, taking advantage of the darkness of night and disappearing into nowhere.
The deserted village returned to calm for a while, and Shaoqiu stayed at his desk, with a smile on his face again. Where was Xiaohua at this time?
Shaoqiu was so fashionable and afraid that the old woman would return to his house and fall asleep. If the old woman attacked him or spit on him, it would be a very bad thing. So he walked out of his house and now stood outside the door. Under the grapefruit tree, the old woman was still reclining with her eyes closed, as if she had quietly fallen asleep.
At this time, people in the deserted village fled one after another. Some of them shouted for their mother, some cried loudly, and some even walked up to the old woman and cursed her. After the wild words, he kept saying nice things to the old woman, saying that he could be her son, and saying that he would make cows and horses for her...
The old woman was already sleeping under the grapefruit tree. Even if there was thunder in the sky, she would never wake up. She would only snore slightly like the wind gently blowing the leaves.
