A village has a village custom, and a place has a local story, but how many people are different in each place? It's all about the same.

Xie Chunping's brother became a child who fell into evil because of a funeral in the story of Xie Chunping's mother.

The blame also rests on the village across the river, which has too much of a grand ceremony and a habit of burial in the middle of the night.

"It's a willow tree, there was a burial on the other side that day, and he had to go up the mountain and say he was going to see the stars, and he didn't come back at eleven o'clock in the evening, and when he came back the next day, it became like this. You also know that no one has ever planted those willow trees, and if a person buries them, a willow tree will grow, and if someone is entangled in a budding willow tree on the mountain at the time of burial, then it is not a person, and the willow is not a willow. ”

Xie Chunping's mother's eyes are misty when she tells this kind of story, just like the scaring masters in the village, in some places, these people are called "giant rope jumpers", and in others, they are called, "great fairy fairy" or "master".

Liu Buliu is the local dialect here in Heping Village, and only the locals know that Liu Buliu means ghost or ghost.

Xie Chunping still remembers eating eighteen sauerkraut dumplings, then walking through the farmland to see his cousin over there.

Xie Chunping will never forget the scene at that time, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

The cousin's name is Pan Long, and Master Murakami said that the child's name was a bit excessive, so he summoned evil spirits and opened some powder that was milled after the grass was burned, saying that it was mixed with water to drink.

This water is also particular, to put a jar of water on the table at twelve o'clock in the evening of the fourteenth lunar month of the lunar calendar, no one can touch it, to the fourteenth night, twelve o'clock, to hold this water to the courtyard, let the moonlight shine, shine all night, but, before the sun comes out, can not be illuminated by the light, to go back to the house, avoid the light, and then wake up the child, pour the powder into the water and drink not a drop.

In this way, you can drive away what is not clean.

It's easier if it's in the south, but in the north, during the Chinese New Year, you have to put a jar of water under the moonlight overnight and not freeze, how difficult is it?

The master can do it, the master charged his aunt 20 yuan, but it is not expensive, and sold a small dark jar to his aunt, saying yes, put pure water directly into the jar, and then, just wait for the time to pass.

Before leaving the next day, my aunt wrapped her cotton jacket suspiciously and went to the yard to get a jar, which turned out to be really a jar of water that had not frozen.

Thank God.

So my aunt happily took out the herbs she had bought for 200 yuan from the drawer, poured them into a jar, stirred them and gave them to Xie Chunping's cousin to eat.

When my cousin saw Xie Chunping, he was still vomiting, and almost his entire face was emaciated.

He said he wanted to go back to school, but he didn't have the strength to leave the room.

After Xie Chunping went home, he told his mother that something was wrong and he should take his cousin to the hospital in the city to see, because if he continued like this, he would die.

But my mother said that my aunt would not go to the hospital, and my aunt would rather keep his son for the rest of her life than let him out for others to laugh at.

How can this be hidden?

What Xie Chunping didn't expect, this thing was really hidden, during the winter vacation of his senior year, Xie Chunping went home, and his cousin was no longer in the room where the chains were, because he was already thin and weak, and when he saw Xie Chunping coming, he seemed to want to talk about something outside, but he shook his head as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he didn't have the strength to speak, and he didn't seem to know whether to speak or not.

Of course, Xie Xiaofei will definitely not be the same as his cousin, but when Li Xiaoyun asked about it just now, Xie Chunping was really a little scared, speaking of which, will this kind of weird disease also be inherited?

No, Xie Chunping shook his head and suddenly hugged his son tightly in his arms.

Dad takes you to the hospital, and if you are sick, we will go to the hospital for treatment.

Xiao Fei gradually quieted down in Xie Chunping's arms, and the continuous tremors became once every few minutes, and the continuous strange shouts also became once every few minutes.

Xie Chunping tried to help his son re-read the Chinese text of the day, and the word "pull" that he didn't recognize, Xie Chunping taught Xiaofei twice, and Xiaofei knew it.

No problem, there is no problem with IQ, it may be a little active, or frightened by something.

Maybe there is no disease at all.

Xie Chunping took out his mobile phone and looked at his friends in WeChat from beginning to end a few times, thinking who could he ask for such a thing? Not a single one.

Xie Xiaofei's math homework is very slow, although the accuracy rate is not low, but his answering speed is too slow, Xie Chunping carefully observed his son's homework on the sofa, addition and subtraction within ten should be enough to complete in 2 minutes, but Xie Xiaofei will erase a number with an eraser, write a number and cover it with a pencil many times.

It's obviously just a number, and Xie Xiaofei doesn't know what he's struggling with.

Xie Chunping, who just believed that his son's IQ was fine, began to wonder if he had made a mistake.

When it was time to write English, Xie Chunping began to believe that Li Xiaoyun's irritability and despair were justified, Xie Xiaofei wrote a line of English, a very simple sentence, and the four words involved in it, Li Xiaoyun really started teaching him from Xiaofei's middle class, "thisapenil."

This line of sentences, four words, Xie Xiaofei erased and rewrote for 20 minutes, and after 20 minutes, it took 10 minutes to write penil.

The p he writes is q, and it's the other way around.

Xie Chunping thinks that this kind of thing is really impossible to teach, he can only repeat it to Xie Xiaofei over and over again, this is p, and that is q.

The time to teach children flies, but the child's progress is the opposite of time.

Xie Chunping was exhausted, and Xie Xiaofei looked even more uncomfortable.

"Do you really not like to read?" Xie Chunping rubbed the eraser vigorously with his right hand, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and asked patiently: "Xiaofei, you were very smart, well-behaved, and sensible when you were a child, why have you become so unmotivated now?"

Dad didn't ask you to score 100 points on every exam, Dad just asked you to complete the homework you should have done, and read the texts that should be read aloud correctly in class, can't you do that? ”

Xie Xiaofei wanted to complain, wanted to say that he had worked hard, but he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know how to write these things well.

He didn't know why he made such a noise, why he was angry, why he was unhappy.

You won't be able to cry.