Grandpa's existence is indeed an afterimage, appearing mysteriously in this place with a mysterious purpose.
I turned my head: "Will you tell me?".
Grandpa: "I have nothing to hide."
My mother came out with a plate: "Here comes the food."
Soon there were several plates of vegetables on the table. As for the vegetables, they were all roots, leaves and the like.
My mother wiped her hands on her apron and said, "I'm sorry, we only have these things at home, and these are the only things we can eat here."
I picked up the mixed vegetable roots and said, "Very good."
The bitter taste that slowly melted in the mouth and the astringent feeling further confirmed my guess.
My mother and my sister are still alive. This is my mother and my sister, but there is something wrong with their memory.
At present, I am dead in their memories, and it is natural for them to live here, as if they have lived here for a long time.
I wanted to get some words from Grandpa, but when I turned around, Grandpa was gone.
My sister looked at me eating the food and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Who are you? This is the first time I have seen people other than us."
I asked back: "Have you lived here for a long time?".
My sister:
"You won't believe me when I tell you, just listen to it as a story."
"We haven't been here long. We lived up there at first, until something happened to my family more than half a year ago. The ghost in the ancestral grave came to the door and almost killed us."
"We hid under here according to the instructions from our ancestors' graves, so we can survive."
I lived up there at first and came down more than half a year ago. My eyes flickered and I continued to ask:
"What was the name of the village you lived in before?".
"Cow and Horse Village".
"What happened to your brother? You said your brother died a long time ago."
I don’t know if it’s the effect of lies or something else, but whenever I ask a question, my sister will answer it, even if it’s a question close to torture.
When this topic was mentioned, my mother’s face darkened;
My sister, on the other hand, explained with a slack eyebrow: "My brother was a poor boy who died within a few hours of being born."
"There are two brothers above me in my family. My two brothers had a harder life. They finally grew up. My eldest brother was well-educated and went to the city full of fighting spirit, but he drowned in the river."
"My second brother encountered an evil beast when he went up the mountain to chop wood. When he was sent home, only half of his face was left."
"At that time, I was the only one left in the family, Du Ding. This was also the fate of the Zhang family."
"Later, my father dug up his ancestor's grave with his life, and this improved my family's life."
"The fourth child of the Zhang family, my brother Zhang Asi, was born. It's a pity that my brother didn't survive. He didn't cry when he was born, he only laughed. The laughter was like a ghost's howl. He was covered in bruises. He didn't survive four years. My life was gone when I was little.”
My mother couldn't help sobbing slightly when she mentioned the sad events in the past.
My sister sighed: "Originally, our family suffered such a huge change. Two children and husband died. My mother was devastated. She relied solely on the child in her belly to support her. As a result, my brother died just after he was born. This has always been my fault. Damn my heart hurts."
I didn't respond, racking my brain to think about this past incident my sister said.
Judging from the development of things, generally speaking, a large part of their memories are correct.
Niuma Village, the four children of the Zhang family, etc. are all right.
Even the ghosts in the ancestral graves match my mother’s previous memories.
The only surprise is that in their memory, I died after birth.
It seems that the part about my grandfather risking his life to save me does not exist.
But there is one thing worth noting.
That's what my sister said at the beginning. They followed the instructions from the ancestral tomb to avoid the ghost in the ancestral tomb and came here.
In fact, this memory can be assumed to be true.
The Peeves came to my house and wanted to harm my mother and my sister. Zufen noticed it in advance and gave a hint to save my mother and my sister.
The paper figures in the hands of Peeves holding the souls of my mother and sister are fake.
"Shouldn't you thank the Zhang family?".
Three clan elders, Qing, Red, and Blue, appeared behind me and spoke together.
"The Zhang family saved them."
"It was the Zhang family who helped them escape the disaster."
"But you also changed their memories," I asked in a low voice.
The three clan elders laughed humorously but did not speak.
"How can their memories be restored?" I asked again.
The elder in red: "She thinks her son is dead and she can no longer recognize you."
The elder in blue: "If you want to restore your memory, you have to change the original facts and reverse the existing memory."
"clear".
Change the original reality and reverse the existing memory, thereby creating holes in the memory.
Generally speaking, as long as it is proven that their son is not dead, their memories can be restored.
But I am not prepared to restore their memories,
Judging from the current situation, it is far better for me to die than not to die.
I don’t know how long I can live. My mother has been heartbroken several times, and I definitely don’t want her to experience the pain of losing a child again.
Isn't it enough that they are still alive?
After the meal, my mother went out in a depressed mood, while my sister was washing the dishes.
Wang Zhi looked at me deeply and stood up solemnly:
"Your current state makes me neither reassured nor able to agree with you."
"Maybe there really is something here that I can't see, and that's what makes me uneasy all the time."
"In short, this is your Zhang family's territory. If I had known that you were from the Zhang family, I would have killed you immediately!".
"I came here to confirm whether the Zhang family's ancient residence is really here, but I didn't expect that I would come in myself. Now I am sure."
"The Zhang family is indeed buried here."
"I am from the Wang family."
I nodded: "I know."
"You won't kill me?".
"If they want to kill you, why should I do it? It doesn't matter whether you live or die to me."
Wang Zhi felt horrified that he couldn't see the Zhang family here, but also felt helpless.
Sure enough, just like the rumors about the Wang family, the people in the Zhang family are the kind of people who deserve to be beaten, are looking for death, and can make people angry to death.
"Since you don't want to kill me, I will accept your kindness and keep my mouth shut forever."
Wang Zhi turned around and went out. Maybe it was because I always talked to the air, which made him feel uncomfortable, or maybe he was afraid of the Zhang family.
After he left, I turned to the elder Xiang and asked, "Why don't you kill him?".
The elder of the Tsing Yi clan: "It's useless to kill him. The golden blood on his body will also pass on the message after he dies."
"More than this, aren't you curious about where your mother went?".
I looked at the clan elder attentively and asked my sister quickly,
My sister responded while washing the dishes:
"My mother? She must have gone to the copper coffin at the end."
My brother is buried in that copper coffin. Every time my mother thinks of my brother, she will go there to see it."
