I sorted my hair and counted it silently in my mind. I don't have a good memory, so every time I collect a hair, I draw a bar on my arm.

Soon, I collected all the folks' hair and gave it to the old man.

I was really depressed, the old man was drinking tea in the house, and he had a leisurely look at this time.

When he saw me come in, he put the bowl aside, carefully took his hair, and asked, "How many hairs does an adult man have?" ”

"Forty-nine." I said.

The old man counted them and made sure they were correct, then curled his hair in a ball and put it in a red bag.

Then the old man asked me how many hairs the girl had, and I said 26. The old man counted it, and he was right.

However, when it came time to count the hair of an adult woman, there was an error.

I had collected thirty-seven hairs, but the old man counted thirty-eight.

The old man asked with a serious face, "Are you sure you are right?" ”

"There's no mistake, every hair I collect, I count it carefully, I remember it clearly.

The old man was thoughtful, picking hair by hair, very carefully.

In the end, the old man actually picked out a long hair from it and threw it on the ground, while the rest was put into the bag.

I suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked excitedly: "What's the matter with this extra hair, and whose will it be?" ”

The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "Although I don't know if this is a villager, I know that the owner of this hair wants to go with us." And it's certainly not human. ”

Who could this extra person, no, it should be said to be a ghost?

"Old lady Qiao, or your Aunt Shufen. It seems that they want to follow us. The old man said something that made my hair stand on end.

I said, "If it's Aunt Shufen, can you take her out!?" ”

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head directly, sighed, and told me that he couldn't.

Once we take a dead man and follow us, the villagers will not be able to escape.

I actually just think that Aunt Shufen is quite pitiful, but after hearing the old man say this, I can't help it, so I have to stop asking for it.

The old man put his hair in a bag and handed it to me to wear on me. "Hair is yang, it can strengthen your yang energy, wear this bag."

For a whole day, the villagers had everything they needed to prepare.

The whole house of my grandmother's house is covered with windows and paper cuts, and my room is also decorated as a wedding room, and the whole yard is red and festive.

My dad didn't know what to think.

He came out of the house and stood at the door, looking at the huge happy room in a daze, with a little loneliness in his eyes.

"When you get married, you have to be decent and happy, go and change your clothes!" My dad said a word, turned around and went inside.

I changed into the red wedding dress sent by Ye Siming, embroidered with a golden phoenix with wings ready to fly, and a phoenix crown tassel decorated with pearls and jade, and sat in front of the dresser and looked at myself in the mirror.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

I can't describe what kind of mood I feel now, but when I put on lipstick on red paper and go out after dressing up with peach blossom makeup, I saw the villagers all over the yard.

I've probably never seen anything like this before.

I found that the villagers were stunned when they looked at me, and the older generation in the village seemed to be more and more similar to her mother.

My dad was also stunned when he saw me, and for a moment I seemed to see his eyes rolling, as if there were tears.

But after a while, he turned around and went back to the house.