“...... That night, as it were, the fog didn't lift all night. ”

With the breeze, the mist lingered in the village,

The sun is setting in the west, close to the horizon,

The fog that had dissipated before seemed to spread from the edge of the valley and the surrounding hills, and enveloped the village.

The sunset was darkened by the fog and the mountains beside the valley.

Looking at the darkening sky and the thickening fog, the old man spoke, and then fell silent.

......

“...... Village Chief, I'm going to take them with me......"

A villager who had gathered in the small square in the center of the village to worship his ancestors, after he dispersed, walked past the old man and said in a loud voice,

“...... Let's go, go back and pack up your things, let's go...... It's going to be dark again......"

The old man slowly turned his somewhat cloudy gaze, looked at the villagers, nodded, and then turned his head to look up at the sky under the thick fog.

When the people in the village heard this, they first nodded, followed suit, and then raised their heads, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and their eyes showed some fear, and then hurriedly turned around and walked briskly towards the village.

Watching the people in the village walk away, the old man slowly turned his head again, looking at the lingering mist, a little silent.

Glancing at the old man, and the middle-aged man who was also looking at the mist on the side of the old man, Lian Ge didn't say much, turned his gaze, and then looked at the houses in the village, under the thick fog.

......

“...... This ......, young man."

After another pause, the old man led the way, and walked to the front again,

After saying a word, he fell silent again,

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge didn't say anything, then moved his steps away, walked forward with the old man, grabbed his gaze, and looked at the families along the way.

After the ancestor worship ceremony, the people of each family dispersed again, hurried back to the house, and closed the door tightly.

Behind the doors, there seemed to be lights on in every room, and the lights were on, shining through the windows, and then being blocked out of the windows not far from the thick fog.

The house, either noisy, seems to be busy, tidying up, or quiet, as if the family is silent.

“...... Dad, I'm scared ......"

“...... It's okay, Dad is here...... It's okay, it's okay, we'll be gone in a moment......"

“...... And Dad, can we still come back?"

The mixed words, with the breeze, came from every house and sounded in Lian Ge's ears,

Moving his steps and walking forward, Lian Ge watched and listened.

......

“...... On weekdays, her children are studying outside and living outside, and that day happened to be Friday, and her children came back from outside. ”

After a moment of silence, the old man looked at the fog in front of him and continued,

“...... I went to see her in the afternoon, and when I was leaving, he came back just in time, and I told him to take care of his mother......"

Leading the way, the old man walked forward.

“...... When she came back from her house, it was almost getting dark, and when it was dark, it was cold, and the fog began to rise. ”

“...... The fog that night was heavier than it is now......"

“...... I thought about this fog, it was dark early, I went home and reheated the porridge in the morning, ate it and went to bed. ”

As he spoke, the old man looked at the fog in front of him, and was silent for a moment before continuing,

“...... In the middle of the night, outside the house, the village began to make noise, and there was a lot of commotion...... I slept lightly, and when I heard the noise, I got up from my bed and walked out......"

“...... When I went out, I saw that the people in the village were walking in the direction of the end of the village...... I quickly followed, and as I walked there, I asked, ah, what's going on......"

As he spoke, the old man paused again, turned his head, and looked in one direction in the village.

“...... The house of the daughter-in-law of the old Shen family collapsed, and she and her son were buried under the collapsed house. ”

“...... I hurried over. When I ran over, I saw that the house was completely broken, and the walls, the tiles, and the beams on the roof were all down, and they fell to the ground, broken and broken, and shattered...... I quickly called a few more people to remove the fallen walls and beams and dig them down......"

“...... When the two men were found and dug up in the village, she and her son were in the bedroom room, and her son was not far from her, and she was sitting on the bed, and a fallen prefabricated board was pressing against her back, pressing her forward. His head was tilted to the side, his eyes widened, and his mouth was open, as if he had seen something scary...... It's like the look on her face when she knocked on the door before...... Her son was lying on the ground not far from the bed, and he was also pressed against the prefabricated panels, as if he had been smashed to the ground by the prefabricated panels, pressing ......"

“...... When she found these two people, she and her son were already out of breath...... The place where the prefabricated board was smashed was all sunken, and it was all blood, mixed with some rotten flesh......"

As he spoke, the old man trembled slightly, looked at the thick fog that was not far away, and then fell silent.

Turning his gaze and looking at the old man, Lian Ge turned his gaze back again, looked at the dense fog, and looked at the households, and didn't say anything.

......

“...... Dig these two men out from under the rubble...... The ambulance came, and after looking at it, it had to go again...... A few people who dug people out, looking at these two people, felt very uncomfortable, smoking cigarettes next to them...... Her neighbors, standing in front of the ruins, looked at her and her son, and wept uncontrollably......"

“...... And they said, "Well, in the afternoon, after I had gone, in the evening, when it was just getting dark." She was crying and screaming like she was having another nightmare, and her son didn't hold her back, and she ran out of the house again...... A few neighbors around saw it, listened to her son's story, and helped get her back into the house...... She cried and shouted, her eyes were wide open, her fear was terrible, and she struggled desperately to go in...... But with the help of several neighbors, her struggle didn't help...... A couple of neighbors got her back into the house......

After getting into the house, several neighbors helped her and fed her the doctor's medicine...... She shook her head, struggled, her eyes widened, still terrified and unwilling to eat...... But a few people fed her anyway...... After feeding...... The effect of the medicine slowly rose, and although she still looked like she was scared, she still slowly fell asleep...... A few of the neighbors went back to their own homes. ”

As he spoke, the old man stopped again, looked at the mist lingering in front of him, and was silent again,

“...... And when it was evening, in the middle of the night, half of the village heard the sound of the house collapsing...... By the time a group of people rushed over, the house had collapsed, and both mother and son were crushed underneath......"

The old man said, looking in front of him, and then fell silent.

The breeze blew through the village road with some mist, and on the side of the courtyard on both sides of the village road, the yellow rune paper pasted on the door of a house,

The rune paper swayed gently with the breeze, and under the rune paper, the doors of each house were closed, and behind the door, the lights of each house were on.

Under the lamp, it is either noisy or quiet.