Story 95 Ghost Blindfold (1)

This is the second time I have gone back to my hometown in the countryside since I was older, and the first time was when I was in the second year of junior high school. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info That year it was because my grandmother passed away, and this time I came back because my grandmother was moving her grave.

My hometown is in the countryside of Heilongjiang, and my grandparents are farmers who dig in the soil. Later, when my father's generation came, he and his uncle didn't want to live in the countryside for the rest of their lives, so they all came out to serve in the army.

Later, my dad met my mom in the city after he changed jobs, and after the two got married, my dad naturally stayed in the city. Later, my mother asked someone to transfer my uncle's relationship to the city, so that our family has two urban hukou since then.

Although there is no difference between urban and rural hukou now, in that era when food stamps were still needed, urban hukou was very important. You have to have a town hukou to have food rations; Talent is to have a job.

Later, the whole country abolished the rule of relying on food stamps to eat, and rural people could come to the cities one after another to work and earn money.

My uncle's sister Xiaoxue and I were both "native" city dwellers, and all our impressions of our rural hometown before the age of 14 came from our parents.

My grandmother had 9 children, five boys and four girls. My dad is the fourth, and my uncle is the fifth. I don't have much of an impression of my grandfather when he died early, but I heard from my mother that he came to see me in the city when I was born, and I pulled the off his pants......

My grandmother has been living in the countryside ever since, except when my sister and I were 8 or 9 years old. It was also the only time my grandmother came to live in the city, and this stay was two years, and my sister and I all knew about my grandmother from those two years.

I don't know if it's because I'm not used to life in the city, or because my grandmother thinks that life in the countryside is more comfortable, in short, no matter how much my father and uncle persuade her, it was useless, she still went back to the countryside without hesitation.

Many times I wondered if my grandmother had stayed in the city, maybe she would have lived a few more years......

During the winter vacation of my second year of junior high school, my family received a call from the grandfathers, saying that my grandmother was no longer good. The news came so suddenly that we were not prepared at all.

So my uncle and I boarded the train to our hometown on the 29th of the Lunar New Year, which was the first time I had celebrated the New Year on the train as old as I grew up. At that time, there was no such thing as "Spring Festival", because there were very few people who went out to work at that time.

I remember that night the whole carriage was empty, and there were not a single passenger except for the two of us. Obviously bought a hard seat, but I was stunned to catch up with the treatment of a sleeper.

Maybe it was because of the last train of that year, but I noticed that every time the train arrived at a station, there would be a burst of firecrackers under the station, which really felt like the New Year on the train.

But when I later learned why I wanted to set off the artillery, I was still scared......

At that time, the train arrived at a railway station called "Siping", and then two old people in ragged clothes came up. They were also quite surprised to see our family when they got on the train, because in those years, few people would still be on the train at any time.

Since there was no one else in the car, everyone nodded politely to each other. Because it was too boring along the way, my dad and my uncle chatted with the old couple.

It turned out that their old couple had no children and no daughters, and when they were young, they could say that they could farm and eat by themselves. But now that I'm old, I have to go out to some big cities to beg for food.

Now that it's the Chinese New Year, they want to take this last train home and save money on tickets. When my dad heard this, he asked curiously, "Save money on tickets?" How can it be saved, is it difficult or a half-price ticket? ā€

The old man shook his head and said with a mysterious smile: "You people in the city naturally don't know the Taoists here, I tell you, as long as it is a train that is still running on the road in the Chinese New Year's Eve, you don't need to buy a ticket!" ā€

My dad and uncle looked at each other, and then they both looked at the old man to see what he had done. The old man was not polite, but he cleared his throat and said, "Didn't you notice that you never checked the ticket after getting on the bus?" ā€

When he asked, we found out, yes, how can I usually take the train once or twice, but this time I didn't check it once, let alone check the ticket, even the conductor we didn't see one!

The old man continued: "Actually, there are few people on this train, so the conductor is generally not happy to come to check the tickets. We only need to buy two platform tickets to get on the train, and we don't need to buy full tickets at all. ā€

Our whole family was even more surprised to hear him say this, and my uncle even asked the bottom of the matter: "What is it that there are few living people who sit?" ā€

The old man smiled and said: "This is a rule that has never been passed on inside the railway, that is, every time the big and small souls who die outside are mentioned, they have to make this train home, if you are the conductor, will you risk hitting the ghost to come out to check the ticket?" You don't notice that you can hear a burst of firecrackers at this stop, which is also a reminder to the ghosts passing by not to get off the wrong train. ā€

When the old man said this, my heart was panicked for a while, and I hurriedly looked around to see if there was any abnormal person. As a result, I watched it for a long time, where are there others!

Later, my father and uncles talked about something else, and the time soon came in the middle of the night, and I couldn't stand it anymore and went to sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up with a spirit on my body.

It was late in the morning, and I could faintly see a figure walking past me. At this time, a burst of urine came to me, and I hurriedly got up and ran to the bathroom.

As a result, when I pushed the door of the toilet and found that it was locked, I heard a voice inside say in a muffled voice, "Someone! ā€

I was startled and hurriedly rushed to the side to wait. I could have waited left and right and waited for the people inside to come out, and I could have gone to the toilet in the next carriage, but since listening to the story told by the old man, I didn't dare to go.

Just when I was in a hurry, I suddenly heard the door of the conductor's lounge open, and a male conductor came out, who was only in his twenties, and he was quite good-looking.

When he came out, he was stunned when he saw me, and then pointed to the door of the toilet and asked me, "Anyone?" ā€

I'm also a cardamom girl, and when I heard him ask, I blushed and said "um".

The conductor muttered after hearing this: "It's really strange that just a few people have to queue up to go to the toilet!" After saying that, he looked at me and said, "Go to the next car, there will definitely be no one." ā€

I glanced at the empty carriage in front of me with a look of hesitation. He seemed to see that I was afraid to go, so he smiled and said to me, "Afraid? ā€

I bit my lip and was too embarrassed to admit it. So he beckoned to me and said, "Let's go, I'm going too." As soon as I heard that, I immediately followed. (To be continued.) )