"Where did all this dirt come from?" Yuan Zhi looked at the gray-yellow mud and sand that was gradually overflowing, and he was terrified for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"Get my aunt out!" Enzhi and I picked up my aunt from the room and put her on the sofa in the living room. "You stay here with your aunt, I'll go to the room to have a look."

On the way from the bedroom to the living room, handfuls of mud and sand were scattered. When I lifted the quilt, there was indeed a lot of mud and sand left behind where my aunt was lying just now, and at first glance it looked like it had fallen from the ceiling. But just now, my aunt was covered with a quilt all the time, and the mud and sand were not stained on the outside of the quilt, but inside the quilt. I reached out and grabbed a handful and twisted it between my fingers. The grains were dry and coarse, not like they had been brought back from the outside, they should have been stored in a place where there was no rain, and as I was thinking, there was no sign of the sediment on the bed spilling out.

"Sister! Come here! Enzhi's anxious voice came from the living room, and I put down the sand in my hand and hurried out.

"These things are still spilling out! What to do! At this time, the sofa in the living room was already stained with gray-yellow particles. The sand spilled faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, a thin layer was spread on the sofa.

I reached out and touched my aunt's back, which was hard, not like human skin, frowned, and decided to untie my aunt's clothes and take a look, and let Yuanzhi go to the room first.

Under the pajamas, there is a large piece of baked cake on the back of my aunt's back, which has been wrapped in the mud and sand, so I feel a little stiff to the touch. The mud and sand that covered the skin continued to expand in all directions, and the snake-like body surged as if it were alive. Suddenly, a petite mark appeared on the writhing sand, especially like the handprints of a seven- or eight-year-old child. When I looked closely, the handprint seemed to be still climbing upward. I quickly rubbed my eyes, and when I looked at it again, the handprints were gone.

What is it that you just saw? I suddenly felt that in addition to Enshi and me, there was another pair of eyes in this room that was watching our every move from somewhere. Is it a ghost? The sudden thought made my hairs stand on end. I tried to pull out the hard lump of mud, and some of the places that had just been wrapped were still moving, but the center of the lump seemed to grow out of the skin, and I couldn't come down with any effort. The skin covered in mud and sand was wrinkled, as if it had been blistered all day.

I dressed my aunt and called Enshi in and asked him to call him. As a result, no one answered from my uncle's side. I took out my mobile phone in a panic, and when I was thinking about whether to call the police or call 120 for this kind of thing, my hand unconsciously dialed Qin Chuyi's phone.

"Hello sister, why can't you come here after so many days?" The standard Qin tone on the other end of the phone came. Actually, I wanted to talk to him properly, but because of the urgency of the situation, I couldn't take it slowly.

"Your grandfather is not there? Find him to answer the phone! I said anxiously, and my tone became stern.

"Why are you getting more and more fierce...... But it's a coincidence, I'm having dinner at my grandfather's house, you wait. After a while, Qin Sanyou's voice came, still shouting at his granddaughter-in-law. I didn't care about chatting with them, so I told them everything about the current situation, including the fact that I was worshipping my ancestors here. After listening to my words, Qin Sanyou was silent on the other end of the phone for a while and asked, "Did you really see a child's handprint?" ”

"Yes, but I'm not sure if I'm dazzled, and I won't look at it anymore." I replied.

"That's weird," he seemed to be scratching his hair on the other end of the phone, making a rustling sound, "It stands to reason that dreamers can only see ghosts in dreams, but you shouldn't be able to see them in reality." ”

"I don't know why. Grandpa Qin, tell me quickly, what should I do now? ”

"Don't worry, don't sue anyone else, this shouldn't be too difficult to deal with. I happen to have a guest here, and I'll come over when I'm done. You first collect the fallen mud and sand with Yuanzhi, put it in a flower pot, water it to make it knot, and then go to the yard to find a small arm-length branch to insert in it, the older the tree, the better, it doesn't matter the thickness. If you can't fit in the pot, you can put it in another container, in short, be sure to water and plant branches. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yuanzhi and I hurried to the yard to find flower pots and branches. My grandmother and aunt both liked to grow flowers and vegetables, so the flower pots were not a problem, the important thing was the branches. The yard was very clean, not to mention the branches, and there were no traces of leaves on the ground. Just when we didn't know what to do, our eyes fell on a low tree with white flowers not far away. Yuanzhi said that there was only one old woman living in the family, and her husband's surname was Xu, who died many years ago, and had no children and no daughters, and everyone called her Granny Chen. It is said that this Granny Chen has some nervousness and especially hates children. Although I am particularly afraid of this kind of elderly people who live alone, especially some neurotic elderly people who live alone, I can't help it, now is an emergency, so I have to bite the bullet.

Granny Chen's house is very simple, compared with the next few houses, it is simply a rough house that has been idle for many years, and it is estimated that the house can leak if it rains for a few days. The only thing worth noting in her house is the white-flowered tree in the yard. I followed the road to the door of her house, the courtyard door was not closed, I shouted a few times and no one answered, so I opened the door and went in. As soon as I entered, all my attention was drawn to the white-flowered tree. The main trunk of this flower tree is not high, about three or five meters, and there are many branches that radiate in all directions. Each branch was covered with white flowers like pieces of paper, some like hydrangeas, some like pear blossoms, but it was never clear which one it was. There are a few long, thin leaves sticking out of the flowers around them, which are much smaller than the number of flowers.

"It's so beautiful, what kind of flower is this?" I looked at the wonderful sights in front of me and muttered to myself, my hands wanting to touch them.

"A thousand white peaches." With the sound of slow footsteps, an aged woman stepped out of the door. She wore a winter cotton hat on her head, her hair was gray, her face was sallow, and her two small eyes were sunk deep into the folds of her face. The clothes on his body were dark and heavy cotton clothes, and there were a few places where cotton wool had leaked out. Her old voice sounded like ventriloquism, and anyone who wasn't prepared might think it was the tree talking.

"Who are you, are you here to pick flowers?" Her lips barely moved as she spoke, but her voice reached my ears clearly.

"No...... No, I want some branches, there is an emergency. I said, staring at her unconsciously, and feeling a little rude, I hurriedly said, "Is this also a peach tree, it grows so well." ”

"Hmph, no matter how good it grows, it hasn't borne fruit for so many years." Although her tone was stiff, the eyes that looked at the peach tree revealed an unusual tenderness.

I looked at her extremely doting eyes, and followed her words and said, "Does Granny Chen like white peaches very much?" ”

As soon as I said this, the expression on her face changed instantly, and she jumped out and drove me away: "Get out and get out!" The white peach is our family, don't want to pick it! ”

"A thousand leaves of peach blossoms are better than a hundred flowers, and the lonely Spring Festival Gala is in the New Year." I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of such a sentence. This is a poem "Thousand Leaves Peach Blossom" written by the Tang Dynasty poet Yang Ping, which can be regarded as a lyrical scene, and he blurted out unconsciously.

Who knew that Granny Chen, who was just about to drive me away, suddenly fell silent after hearing this, her body shook incessantly, and she whimpered like a long-brewing feeling. I was taken aback by her move, and hurriedly went over to comfort her: "Granny Chen, what's wrong with you, did I say something that shouldn't be said?" ”

"I'm fine," she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her cuffs and turned her head to me, "Zhu Nianhua, Zhu Nianhua." Is this the final result? ”

I didn't understand what she meant, so I just stood by her side. Who knew that she suddenly raised her hand, pushed away the arm I put on her shoulder, pointed to the peach tree in front of her and said, "Take it, take as much as you want, I don't care, after all, I can't wait for a result." ”

Although I didn't understand, I was still overjoyed, and immediately called Yuanzhi, who was standing at the door, and broke several branches, and brought them back to my grandmother's house with the white peach blossoms covered with dewdrops.

By this time, a long time had passed, and the living room of my grandmother's house was littered with gray-yellow mud and sand. Yuanzhi and I quickly collected them and put them in pots, watered and planted branches, and in a short time they filled seven large flower pots. I don't know if it's a mental effect, but the speed of the sediment leaking out of my aunt's back seems to have slowed down suddenly, although it is still overflowing, but it is obviously not the momentum that was surging just now.

My aunt lying on the sofa kept her eyes closed, as if she was asleep, and she didn't have any uncomfortable expression. I looked at her slightly flushed cheeks and took her pulse, which was steady and powerful. Looking at her appearance, is she having a beautiful dream now?

Dream! yes, maybe there was a way to wake her up in her dreams. I immediately came to my senses and patted the sand on my hands. Anyway, I've been determined to be a dreamer.,So many terrifying dreams have also been experienced.,It's okay to go again.,Who makes it hard to sleep now is my aunt who has been treating me like a daughter since I was a child.。

My body trembled a little at this sudden thought, and I didn't know if I was excited or scared. It took so long for the dream master to come up with this solution, and there was no one but me. So, I explained to Yuanzhi what Qin Sanyou was going to come over next, asked him to watch the door, and then rubbed my eyes and said to him that I was a little tired and wanted to squint in the living room for a while.

"Sister, why don't you go back to your room and sleep, maybe you will be flooded with this sand in a while."

"No, I'll just sleep on the ground, close my eyes, you can call me again when Grandpa Qin comes." With that, I leaned back on the armrest of the couch, took a deep breath, and closed my eyes.

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