How crazy was my grandfather?

It is said that wherever he walked, even dogs did not dare to pee.

He always had a knife under his pillow, seven inches long and three fingers wide, without a handle. Grandpa said that the name of the knife was "Slaying the Dragon".

No one knows if the knife slashed the dragon or not, but I remember seeing him sharpen the knife once when I was very young.

The next day, the upper reaches of the Yangtze River flooded six county seats.

In the 90s, just in time for the reconstruction of the old city, the city planning bureau wanted to occupy a piece of land in the south of the suburbs to build roads.

On this piece of land, there is the ancestral house of the Lin family.

The developer came to the door twice in three days, asking for favors, giving gifts, and even promising a sky-high amount of compensation.

My grandfather didn't accept anything, not only returned the gift as it was, but even tore up the check in front of the developer.

Neighbors said he was stupid, and that check was at least enough for the Lin family to buy several mansions in the city center.

Someone secretly said to my grandfather, "Old man, don't be confused, these people are not easy to mess with, they are hard in the background, beware of stumbling on you!"

The next day, a group of angry green skins came to the door with sticks, and they couldn't help but say that they smashed and looted, and also demolished the doors and windows of the old house.

The old man was sitting in the courtyard at that time, crossing Erlang's legs without saying a word, leisurely sipping tea.

The second uncle went to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife, trying to find these gangsters desperately, but he stopped him, "Don't worry, I will let them install the door for me as it is!"

That night, Grandpa went out with a diary and went to a public phone booth.

The next day, the leader of the demolition team, who had threatened to break one of my grandfather's legs, came again.

This time he tied himself up like a crab and came to the door, knelt in front of my father, and kowtowed to him to make amends.

The leader of the demolition team is a ruthless man who has been in prison for several years and is nicknamed "Black Tiger".

But when he knelt in front of my grandfather, he looked like a sick cat.

accompanied the black tiger to make amends, as well as a leader of the city bureau.

The majestic leader of the city bureau stood beside the old man, as restrained as a grandson, "Old man Lin, my brother-in-law is not sensible, or you don't look at my face......"

In the end, the door was nailed by the leaders of the city bureau one by one, and he personally nailed it for the Lin family.

Later, the Municipal Planning Bureau re-planned the route and rerouted the highway in a daze, bypassing the Lin family's old house.

At that time, I was only seven years old, and I looked at my grandfather's back from afar, and I felt very imposing and majestic.

An even more majestic scene took place half a year later.

It was my grandfather's 70th birthday.

Several magnificent military jeeps drove from the city and stopped at the gate of the Lin family's old house.

Eight soldiers in military uniforms with solemn faces got out of the car, the oldest of whom was in his fifties, with two bars hanging from his shoulders.

Looking at the lively neighbors, they all said that it was a "big official".

But after the officials entered the door, they knelt in front of my grandfather and called "master".

Grandpa didn't look at them at all.

He locked himself in his study and didn't go out all night.

Eight soldiers knelt outside the door all night.

The next morning, my grandfather woke up slowly, changed into a plain clothes, and leaned on a deck chair in the middle of the yard to bask in the sun.

Looking at these disciples and grandchildren who knelt all night, my grandfather said unhurriedly, "I, Lin Dongting, are good at talking, and when I left, I didn't think about going back." ”

"Today you are obviously here to celebrate my birthday, but don't think that I don't know what you think in your hearts, there is still something wrong in that place, you can't handle it, and a few old immortals can't pull down their faces to beg someone, so they sent you over to kneel, wanting me to soften my heart, right?"

The eight soldiers, kneeling without moving, lined up in a line, and no one dared to look at him.

My grandfather was still expressionless, and said, "I swore a poisonous oath back then, and in this life, my feet will never touch the gate of the 'Sixth District' again......"

The soldiers, who were over half a hundred years old, stood up, bowed down and said, "Old man, we understand. ”

As he spoke, a sedan chair was brought outside the door.

They had to kneel and carry the sedan chair for their grandfather.

"You're pushing me ......"

In the end, my grandfather relented, burned the sedan chair, got up and left with the soldiers.

was taken away at the same time, as well as the second uncle.

Before leaving, the old man pointed to me as a young man and said to the eight soldiers, "Lin Feng is the last single seedling of the old Lin family, I am old, I can take my son and sell my life to the 'Sixth District', but whoever dares to beat my grandson's idea, I will not spare him if I become a ghost!"

This time, there was no news.

The family only knew that the old man and the second uncle had gone to a place called "District 6", but no one knew what they were doing and where District 6 was.

At the beginning, the leader of the city bureau who interceded for the gangsters said that this was a secret, and he was not senior enough to inquire.

At that time, I thought that I would never see my relatives for the rest of my life.

But eight years later, the second uncle came back.

He was carried back on a stretcher by several comrades-in-arms, dying, and with a broken left arm.

At the same time, the second uncle brought it back, and there was also a red box.

Everyone in the family went crazy and asked where the second uncle had gone all these years? Is the old man still there? How did he break his arm?

The second uncle's tone was very tight, and he only told the family that the old man was still alive, living in a place where no one could go, and then he refused to say anything.

When he returned from the "Sixth District", the second uncle was only thirty years old, but his temples were already frosty white, and his forehead was full of fine wrinkles, like an old man in the twilight.

During the recuperation period, the second uncle took out a bank card from his pocket, held my father's hand and said, "Boss, take this money, go to the city to buy a decent house, it's okay, your family of three don't go into the ancestral house." ”

Since the day of the fight, the second uncle has occupied the old mansion alone, guarding the box he brought back from the "Sixth District" to live.

What was in the box, the second uncle didn't say, only said that he would have to guard it for the rest of his life.

I've always been very curious about the box, so I went to see my second uncle with a wine bottle every once in a while and chatted with him.

One day, while the second uncle was drunk, I threw out the question in my heart, "Uncle, where is our old man, is he gone?"

The second uncle hiccups drunkenly, "Nonsense, the old man is fine, this suitcase was given to me by himself." ”

Hearing this, I turned around and looked at the red box again, the paint was like blood, a piercing red.

"Second uncle, why are you so precious about this box, and put it on your bed, it's been back for several years, and you still have to sleep with it, right?"

So I asked my second uncle, can you give me this box?

"No way!"

The second uncle, who was originally drunk, suddenly widened his eyes, slapped the table, and crushed the wine glass into powder, "Except for me, no one can touch this box!"

"Second uncle, don't be angry......" I was frightened by the second uncle's sudden expression, "Ahhh

Probably realizing the gaffe, the second uncle quickly helped me up and slapped the ashes off my buttocks, "Look at your little bit of interest, how will you introduce yourself to the Lin family in the future? The second uncle is almost drunk, you can go back!"

Since there was more of this box in the house, the second uncle never let me spend the night in the old house.

No matter how happy my uncle and nephew were, as soon as the morning came, the second uncle would kick me out of the ancestral house, which was a rule that could not be shaken.

But this time, I was moved.

I pretended to agree, went out with an empty wine bottle, circled around the courtyard wall, and then circled back again, leaning my head on the window of my second uncle's bedroom, looking in without blinking.

The second uncle didn't sleep.

He closed the door, closed all the doors and windows, and then climbed into bed, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and muttered something in his mouth.

In a moment, the second uncle raised his remaining right hand, spread his fingers, and slowly put it on the red box.

A strange scene also appeared.

The red box suddenly appeared with dark red streaks, as if it had been electrified, flashing with alternating light and dark blood.

Faintly, I felt as if the box was about to jump, and a trace of blood floated in the dark red stripes, all of which went into the second uncle's nostrils.

The second uncle's stomach was bulging and squirming like a toad, his breathing rate increased, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Under the light, his face turned from purple to blue, and then gradually turned white, and there was no trace of blood in the cortex, like a stiff dead man.

"Ah......h

But the second uncle seemed to hear something, and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of red eyeballs occupied by bloodshots, and countless bloodshots squirmed in his eye sockets, like branched branches, and then looked viciously towards the window.

I've never seen such scary eyes.

That glance made me feel as if my heart had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Cold, unfamiliar...... And it's extremely vicious!

I was already stupid at the time, and I didn't dare to move when I was lying by the window, but fortunately, the second uncle just glanced at the window, slowly closed his eyes, and continued to chant words in his mouth.

I was relieved to make sure he wasn't going to chase him out, turned around, ran home like crazy, covered my big back, and spent the long night in terror.

"There must be something wrong with that box!"

When I woke up the next day, the first thing I did was run back to my ancestral home.

The second uncle was surprised when he saw me, "You don't have to go to school today, why do you run to me whenever you have time?"

I said tremblingly, "Second uncle, ...... last night"

"What happened last night, it's okay!" The second uncle looked dazed, as if he couldn't remember what happened last night.

Looking at the second uncle's calm face mixed with a hint of weirdness, I couldn't help but didn't dare to ask more.

But this incident became a thorn in my heart, making me more and more curious to know what was in the box.

Finally, one day, I had the first chance to die.