Several people took turns to carry Zheng Weimin to the grass house, and Xiao Aisong, the director of the village security department, couldn't carry it anymore, so he threw Zheng Weimin to the ground, panting and said: "This kid is so fucking heavy, I'm tired to death, let this dog lie on the ground for a while." ”

Zheng Weimin fell to the ground, rolled over, and scolded secretly: Xiao Aisong, you bastard, if I don't know how to work hard, I will really be fucking crippled by your dog's day, you wait, see how I clean up your son of bitches when I get there.

Li Ergou, the village director, took a flashlight and took a picture on Zheng Weimin's face, seeing that Zheng Weimin was sleeping very deeply, and there was no reaction at all, he couldn't help but laugh for a while: "Zheng Weimin, this kid is drunk like a pig, it's really water, tonight Lao Tzu wants to let him enjoy what life is worse than death, hum, against Secretary Zhang in the town, he is really looking for death, and he is sent to our Niubei Village, it is his own sin, no wonder who is." After speaking, Li Ergou took out a key to the grass house on Zheng Weimin's body, and then opened the door.

Li Ergou thought that Hei Lao Liu was going to come over to act at night, and deliberately turned off the flashlight, only to see that the night was instantly black like thick ink, and he couldn't see his five fingers, Li Ergou nodded secretly, very satisfied, thinking that only on such a night, Hei Lao Liu had a surprising winning effect when he started to do things.

Li Ergou walked into the grass house, looked around the house with a flashlight, and then found the incandescent light switch pull rope, stretched out two fingers to pinch the rope and pulled it gently, and the orange-yellow incandescent light instantly lit up.

"Brothers, carry people in for me." Li Ergou saw that the electric light had been turned on, and hurriedly ordered, and the four of them lifted Zheng Weimin from the ground again, wiped the ground, carried it to the house, and walked to the bed, Xiao Aisong laughed and said: "I shouted one, two, three, let's throw this kid on the bed together." ”

Hearing that he was going to throw himself on the bed, Zheng Weimin's head was big, in the afternoon, he had cleaned up the bed, if he threw himself into the bed with a dirty coat, it would be too big, and he still wanted to sleep peacefully at night, which was not good.

Thinking of this, Zheng Weimin thought of a clever plan, he thought that the front of his body was not dirty at all, and when they threw themselves on the bed, they simply lay on the bed, and after the gang left, he would take off his clothes and go to bed.

Zheng Weimin thought of this, and he had clearly felt that his body was swinging up like a swing by several people, only to hear Xiao Aisong shouting: "One, two", and when he was about to call three, Zheng Weimin obviously felt that he had been swinging off the edge of the bed, and when he suddenly heard Xiao Aisong call three, he was thrown out of his hand by several people in an instant, only to see Zheng Weimin suddenly turn over, and his whole body fell firmly in the center of the bed.

"Damn, did you meet a ghost, I obviously saw this kid with his back down, how can he lie on the bed with his back up now, I really have a ghost in this house." The timid Li Wang mentioned the ghost, and suddenly became frightened, so he tightened his body and ran out.

Seeing Li Wang running, the other three people who carried Zheng Weimin just now also quickly slipped out in fright, and when they ran out in fright, the village director Li Ergou was also a little scared, he knew that this grass house was haunted.

The owner of the house is called Li Laoer, who is 66 years old today, and because the house was haunted the previous month, he hanged himself in the middle of the night at the instigation of a female ghost with a cloak and a hairbeat.

It's a long story, Li Lao Er has three brothers, he is the second in line, the people in Niubei Village call him Li Lao Er, he is used to it, his real name is no one to call, because the family is poor, Li Lao Er has not been looking for a wife, at the age of forty, when he got up early to pick vegetables in the vegetable field, he found a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, the child saw Li Lao Er, his eyes were wide open, he put his little hand in his mouth and sucked, not only did not cry, but also grinned at Li Lao Er.

Li Lao Er looked around, saw that there was no movement, then picked up the baby, looked for it from the swaddling clothes and did not find any tokens that could prove the identity of the baby, and after picking the vegetables, saw that no one came to pick it, then took the baby home, thinking that he was not young anymore, and had no children, so he simply took the child in, and later sent him to the end of his old age, and called the fortune teller to take a nice name, called Li Fugui.

Li Lao Er has been frugal since then, a handful of and urine This Li Fugui pulled big, and sent him to school, and sent Li Fugui to graduate from high school, until Li Fugui was twenty years old, Li Lao Er looked at Niubei Village was too poor, and his son Fugui stayed in this kind of place, not to mention rich, I am afraid that it will be difficult to even eat a full stomach, and how to support the elderly without money.

Li Laoer simply put his heart sideways, let his son go to the south to work, Li Fugui with a backpack, to the big city in the south, because of no technology, no diploma, it is almost impossible to find a good job, before leaving because the family is poor, and there is no money on the body, there is no place to live, can only sleep on the street at night, and can only buy a steamed bun to satisfy hunger when hungry during the day.

Li Fugui thought that there was no way, only to get a small job on the construction site, as a construction worker, it was dirty work and hard work, when Li Fugui began to sell coolies, he worked hard all day, and his hands were full of blood blisters, Li Fugui saw this situation, and quietly cried in the middle of the night, but tears were shed tears, and he had to do it in order to survive, Li Fugui knew that he was an orphan that no one wanted, but fortunately he was picked up by his father Li Laoer, otherwise he would have died a long time ago, even if he was tired and tired, he had to earn money for his father to support his old age no matter what.

As the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, disasters are not one-way, people with hard lives have to be bullied all the time, Li Fugui went to the scaffold one day to get tools, because the two screws that fixed the scaffold were loose, Li Fugui suddenly slipped from the scaffolding on the fifteenth floor, and the person fell down, poor Li Fugui fell into a burst of brains, and whimpered on the spot.

Li Lao Er had cried and fainted several times when he got the news, but fortunately, the villagers helped him pinch the middle of the person and carry out first aid, so he was not cried to death, after Li Lao Er woke up from crying, the villagers made up some travel expenses, and took the train overnight to the construction site in the big city in the south to ask for an explanation for his son.

The contractor is a local underworld, seeing that Li Lao Er is honest, thinking about giving the old man 8,000 yuan to do this privately, Li Lao Er does not do it, he has to contract the foreman to bury his son, and then give 100,000 yuan in compensation, as a result, the contractor is angry and asked someone to break Li Lao Er's leg, Li Lao Er is not familiar with the place in the big city in the south, and it doesn't matter, and the result is sued to the court, the court has long been bought by the contract foreman, where Li Lao Er sues, the court will not accept it at all, Li Lao Er said that every day should not be, and the ground is not working.

As a result, after the cremation of his son, he carried his son's ashes and returned to Niubei Village with the 8,000 yuan given by the contractor, and after he came back, he buried his son on the edge of the grass house.

After Li Lao Er's eyes were blind from crying, for several nights in a row, there was a strange phenomenon, in the second half of the night, a woman with a cloak came to his bed and talked to Li Lao Er.

Li Lao Er talked to this female ghost in a daze, and during the day, Li Lao Er told the people in the village about it, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and soon Li Lao Er's grass house was haunted, and the whole village knew.

As a result, as soon as Li Lao Er told the matter, trouble came, and that night, when the female ghost waited for Li Lao Er to sleep in a daze, she appeared again, and turned on Li Lao Er's light, and Li Lao Er was in a daze, and saw the female ghost wearing red clothes and red shoes, but no face.

The female ghost took a red rope and said to Li Laoer: "Li Laoer, you come with me, aren't you thinking about your son?" Your son is waiting for you over there, your son's death is so unjust, the little wife of the contractor fell in love with your son, it was the contractor who deliberately asked someone to loosen the screws, because he hated your son in his heart, so he wanted him to die, your son cries over there every day, he is really pitiful, he didn't even touch the hand of the little wife, he was killed, you go over quickly, otherwise your son will cry to death. ”

Seeing that Li Lao Er was still hesitating, the female ghost said again: "Li Lao Er, I know you want to avenge your son, but in this world, you have no position, no power and no money, who will care about you, you are an old man who can't take revenge, come with me, only over there, you can take your son to the contractor to settle the account, and no one will dare to bully you in the future." ”

Li Lao Er was dazzled and heard that he could avenge his son, and grinned, so he got out of bed and followed the female ghost to the girder of the grass house, stood on the board table placed by the female ghost, and put his head into the female ghost with a red rope to tie it into a dead knot, and when Li Lao Er was ready, the female ghost blew down the bench under Li Lao Er's feet with a gust of wind.

When the villagers found out that Li Lao Er had hanged himself, it was already the third day.