People who know my grandfather think that he is a kind person, and everyone laughs when they see him.

At first, I thought the same way, but after going through a few things, I realized that my grandfather was very evil. Whoever thinks he is easy to talk and bully, he will have to suffer in his hands, or suffer dumb losses, and he can't tell if he suffers.

The first time I thought my grandfather was evil, it was when my family was looking for someone to repair the beams.

Changing the beams of the house is a big deal in the countryside, and the big carpenters who are invited are all big carpenters, and the carpenters want to sit on the ground and raise the price when they see my family. As a result, before the beam was repaired, my father quarreled with the carpenter.

When the neighbors came to persuade him, he specially told my father: The big carpenter can't afford to offend, if people make you bad, you will cause trouble in the family, and if you are heavy, you will die.

As soon as my grandfather's temper came up, no one could say anything, so he asked the carpenter to repair the beams. The carpenter saw that the neighbors in the village had come. Knowing that he couldn't take advantage, he pulled a face and told my master: I will definitely repair it for you, don't worry.

I couldn't sleep the night when I had a good girder in my house, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt that someone was watching me. No matter how I turned over, I felt that the man was staring behind me, and I ducked to the side, and the man followed behind me to make do.

I just felt that someone was lying behind me, staring at the back of my head, quietly waiting for me to turn to look at him.

What if, when I turn over, I really see someone I don't know......

I was so frightened that I cowered under the covers and cried, and my father heard the movement. Hurry up and ask me what's wrong? I couldn't say why, and I kept saying that there was someone behind me. As soon as my father heard the scolding: "Damn" went up to the roof of the shed with a machete, and slashed at the girder with a knife.

It didn't take a while. I heard a "clang" on the roof, and my father seemed to have cut something off, and I heard a scream, which was definitely not a human voice.

I was so scared that I cowered under the covers and didn't dare to show my head. After a while, my father came down from the roof of the shed, put his arms around me and comforted me for a while.

I asked him what was wrong, but my grandfather just wouldn't say.

Within a few days, the carpenter came again, and as soon as he entered the room, he held a red envelope to the table, and closed the door and kowtowed to my father.

My father and I were having dinner at the time, and my father said, "Eat your meal, go out to play when you are full." He never took care of the carpenter again, and the man remained on his knees and did not dare to say a word.

Actually, I had eaten a long time ago, and I didn't leave just to see what my father was going to do? But my father drove me outside with a calm face, and I came back after a circle outside, and I leaned on the crack of the door and listened into the house, just in time to hear my father say, "You didn't kill you, and I didn't kill you." However, don't ask for your ability, your mind is not right, and keeping your ability is a scourge......"

Before I could understand what my grandfather meant, my grandfather shouted in the house as if he could see me: "Chen Ye, what are you doing?

I was so frightened that I ran out, and I was walking around the yard to see what was going on, when I heard a scream coming from the house.

In a few moments the carpenter came out of the house, and I saw a hand covered in blood, and ran out like madness.

When I entered the house, it was like a chicken had been killed, and there was blood everywhere. My grandfather wiped the blood clean, picked up the red envelope on the table, and told me to take me to the market in a few days.

I asked him what was the blood in the house, and he said, "The carpenter accidentally cut his hand." "He threw something out the window, I don't know what he was throwing, but I heard my dog crunching and eating, and it sounded like he was chewing bones.

I was a young kid at the time, and I didn't care about anything as soon as I heard that I could catch the market. Later, I heard from the villagers that the carpenter accidentally chopped off his thumb when he was working. The carpenter's skill is all in the thumb, and if that finger is lost, the craft will be wasted.

People say that the carpenter's finger was broken when he was working, but no matter how I think about it, I think his finger was broken in my house.

Since then, I have been paying attention to my grandfather.

But my grandfather usually can't see anything wrong, just like the old man in the countryside, he goes to the field, feeds chickens, raises pigs, and does everything, and when he is idle, he finds someone to chat.

After a long time, I forgot about it completely. Later, something happened that made me really know my father.

That year, I went out with my grandfather to drink happy wine. What kind of relatives I went to that house, I forget. However, I remember that the new daughter-in-law's maiden family was very difficult to get along with, either disliking this or that.

At that time, there was a child in the village, seeing that his car was very beautiful, he took advantage of the open door to sit in the cab, but his family pulled his arm and dragged it down, and the child was seven or eight years old, and he was so frightened that he cried.

My relatives didn't dare to offend their in-laws, so they came up and scolded the child together, and gave them two slaps. My father was drinking in the house, and when he heard the child crying, he thought it was me, and when he came out to ask, he immediately became angry. pointed to my relatives and his in-laws, and scolded them, saying that they lacked character.

The family came up to beat my father, but was stopped, saying that they were afraid that my father would lie down and slander people.

Now my father is even more popular: "You have the ability to come up, the whole village is young and old, my surname is Chen, today I am talking here, who slanders people, who is not raised by people." ”

The family really did it, but it turned out that the family was lying on the ground and slandering my father, and someone in his family called the police.

The police came over and asked for a long time before believing that it was my father who knocked down six or seven young men by himself.

I clearly remembered that none of those people were seriously injured, but they had to be hospitalized, and they asked my relatives to bring a message, saying that my family would not lose money, so I would let my father go to prison.

I was afraid that my father would be arrested by the police, and people cried several times along the way. My grandfather led me back as if he was fine, and told me as he walked: "Yezi, remember, people can cause trouble, but you must have the ability to recover it when you get into trouble." If you don't have that ability, you will admit it, and there is no shame in admitting it. ”

At that time, I thought that my father was going to admit it, and he cried even more. My grandfather didn't say anything and carried me home.

That night, I couldn't sleep. In the middle of the night, I heard my father quietly get up and go to the Westinghouse, and he didn't come out for a long time.

I crept up and peeked through the crack in the door to look into the Westroom, almost screaming out in fright.

At that time, I clearly saw my father sitting on the edge of the kang table in the West House, on which there were seven white porcelain wine cups, and a piece of yellow paper was pressed under each wine cup.

My grandfather sat motionless on the edge of the table with his eyes closed, his face illuminated by the oil lamp, and he looked like a dead man.

I was so frightened that I covered my mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, but my father opened his eyes suddenly. My grandfather's eyes were like night owls, and the fierce light from them was terrifying. I thought he was looking this way, and I shrank my head in fright.

The wine cups on the table exploded one after another when I shrank my head, and the white porcelain stubble collapsed everywhere, and the wine in the cup flowed down the table.

My father gently supported the kang table with his hand, and the table top was tilted to the side of the kang, and all the wine on the table flowed under the kang.

When I looked out along the table, I almost scared my soul out. Below the edge of the kang was a figure with a cloak on its knees. Most of the man's face was covered by hair, and I couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman, but I could see that her hands were white and frightening, and her fingernails were black and shiny as if they had been soaked in ink.

The man took the wine from the table in his palm and drank it, as if noticing that I was looking at him, and turned his head to look at me, and I saw a bloodshot eyeball.

When I was too scared to speak, the man grinned at me before he got up and walked out.

My grandfather waited for the man to go, packed up all his things, and lay down next to me and fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

I didn't dare to sleep all night, and for a while I felt that the person who had just left had come back and walked back and forth on the edge of the kang, and for a while I felt that my father seemed to be looking at me with his eyes open...... It wasn't until dawn that I fell asleep.

I didn't dare to ask my grandfather about that night.

A few days later, the relative came, crying and crying to my grandfather to admit his mistake, and I was lying outside and listening to it.

It seems that the family said that the people who were beaten by my father that day had nightmares every night that there were dead people looking for them. said that they dared to bully Lao Chen's family, so they would not have to die well.

The family found a capable person to calculate, and the man said that they had done too much and made the ancestor of the Chen family anxious. That's when he came to the door to vent his anger to his children and grandchildren. This has to be done by the Chen family to go to the ancestral grave to make peace, so that the matter can be settled.

The family talked to my father for a long time, and specially took out the withdrawal record to show my father, but my father only said: "I'm angry, how do you count if you hit other people's children?" and drove people away.

After a while, the family came again, and brought the child's family, saying that they went to apologize to people last night. My grandfather was relieved. He accepted the yellow paper tribute brought by the family, saying that he would go to the ancestral grave at night to give Yuan and Yuanhe.

The family thought that my father had gone to the grave, but in fact my father didn't go at all, threw the yellow paper into the warehouse, and the tribute turned around and stewed it for me to eat.

At that time, I felt that my master was under a curse. But I didn't ask my grandfather about this, and he couldn't say it when he asked.

Since then, I've been wondering how my grandfather cursed people. I thought about it, and then I stared at the mahogany box that my father had hidden in the wing.

My grandfather never let me touch the box, saying that it contained the old ancestor's appearance. However, my grandfather never let me worship my ancestors.

During the New Year in other people's families, the men in the family kowtow to the ancestors one by one, and only the girls don't have to go over. In my house, my father plugged in the door to worship his ancestors, and after worshipping, he locked the door tightly and did not let me enter the house.

I figured that the thing my grandfather had cursed must be in that box.

I tried to open the box several times while my father was away, but I finally managed to open it, but I almost put my life into it.