Chapter 2 Grandpa Zhang is dead
Looking at such a ridiculous letter, I couldn't help but chuckle out loud, crumpled the letter, and threw it back into the glass box. Then he threw it far away with the sarcastic red cloth, so as not to disturb my grandfather's peace.
I looked up at the sky, and the clouds were overcast, and the rain was not lighter, but it was raining more. After sitting in the car for so long, bumpy all the way here, I don't know why I have to come back to see it to feel at ease.
"Grandpa, this is the last time I'll come back to see you, grandma won't let us burn paper money when she is here, although I don't know why, but I didn't prepare those today, after all, there is not even a tombstone here."
I stared at the mound in a daze, a little dazed, but I didn't know what to say, and finally looked at the mound, carried my luggage, and returned the way I came.
It was still early before the bus departed, and I didn't want to listen to the village uncles and aunts comment on me, so I walked slowly to the village.
Before I got to the bus stop, many people were running in one direction, let alone running in the rain, such a move was so unusual that I hurriedly pulled the people passing by.
Before I could ask, the man slapped my hand away, as if he was afraid of being infected with some plague, with resentment in his eyes, "Hurry up and leave!" Forget if your family is unlucky, don't bother the whole village! What kind of sin is this, there is no one in your family, why do you come back for it? As she spoke, she raised her fist and pounded it on my chest.
I took two steps back, I was not convinced by what she said badly, and before I could open my mouth, she poked my head with her finger, "You are a broom star, who sticks to whom, who is unlucky, I just went to Lao Zhangtou's house yesterday, and he died today." ”
Her words made me like five thunderbolts, I didn't have time to worry about her, Grandpa Zhang died? I didn't believe it, so I turned around and ran all the way towards Grandpa Zhang's house.
I was tired and out of breath, and finally saw the dark gate, faintly visible some blood, the smell in the air was disgusting, I wiped the rain from my face, stepped under the gate, and entered the courtyard.
People were all around the door of the house, stretching their necks to look in, but no one dared to step forward, I took three steps and made two steps, pushing those who were watching the excitement, and finally squeezed to the front, the heavy smell of blood came to my face, so that my stomach turned upside down, almost squirted, I quickly covered my mouth.
I don't think I'll ever forget such a tragic scene.
Grandpa Zhang's white shirt was soaked with blood, wet and close to his body, he was lying on the ground, still holding a mottled kitchen knife in his hand, I didn't see his head, suddenly, my legs became soft, no one wanted to pull me. My consciousness began to blur, as if I heard a siren.
It wasn't until someone drove me out into the yard that I was a little relieved, and the cold rain slapped my face wantonly, which was so chilling.
The rain soaked through my pants and I watched numbly as the police pulled up the cordon and people came in and out until a uniformed man came up and pushed me.
"You are the ghost who lived in Zhang Guofu's house yesterday?" I still couldn't calm down, and nodded weakly.
"Can you tell us about the last time you saw him?"
"I gave it to him in the morning, I gave him money, and he didn't ask for it. Then I went, to see my grandfather at the grave on the mountain. I, I don't remember, I really don't remember. ”
I don't know how to express it, and I don't know what I'm saying incoherently.
"Why are you giving him money?"
"Are you doubting me? I have no relatives when I come back here, and no one wants me to come back, only Grandpa Zhang is willing to take me in, and you actually doubt me now? I couldn't stand his questioning, yelled, I couldn't control my emotions at all, I stepped forward and threw my fist at the man, he took a step back, dodged my fist, and the two people behind him rushed up to see this, and quickly pinned me to the ground, poured me with a mouthful of mud, my face was tightly pressed to the ground, and I struggled.
A pair of black leather shoes, from far to near.
"Let him go! The scene has been surveyed and it is determined that it is a suicide and has nothing to do with him. ”
The man who grabbed me slowly let me go.
"Dress him so that he doesn't catch a cold, this young man looks young, and it is the first time he has seen this kind of scene, and it is inevitable that he will be emotionally unstable, but it is not right to attack the police, and he cannot do this in the future."
I slowly stood up, patted the wet mud on my body, and pulled at my clothes, full of gratitude.
"I'm really sorry I was too impulsive just now, but thank you very much! Grandpa Zhang, he..."
"Young man, if you want to drive some, if you don't have a place to go, you can go back with us."
I rejected his kindness, and several of them went to the village chief, far away, not knowing what they were talking about, and from time to time they looked at me.
Soon after, the cordon at the entrance of the house was also removed.
"I think this old man committed suicide in a dignified manner, but fortunately he didn't go in just now, just listening to what you say, it's going to be a nightmare just thinking about it." A woman patted her chest as she spoke.
"Isn't it, even the blood of the big black dog he raised has been drained, and it is unlucky enough to have such a ruthless master."
Hearing them say, I remembered that so many people were coming in and out, but I didn't hear the dog barking, so I quickly glanced at the kennel, and I really didn't see Xiao Hei.
The village chief sent the policeman away, glanced at me, and walked slowly to my side, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his smile was worse than crying.
"Xiao Ye, this has also tossed a lot of time, and you can't catch up with today's car, or you will go to my house for one night."
When he said this, it was indeed wrong, and the dislike for me in his eyes was clearly visible.
I'm still more self-aware, "No need, Uncle Wang, I'm here today and I'll leave tomorrow." ”
The village chief was obviously shocked by my words, looked around, and said cautiously: "I see that Lao Zhangtou is a little evil dead, do you really want to stay?" ”
I nodded, after all, the whole village was eager for me to leave except here.
"I don't have to worry about Uncle Wang."
When he heard this, his expression of relief made people's hearts cold beyond words.
"The police asked the people in the village to help with the funeral, alas, Lao Zhangtou is also a poor man, two of his three sons died, and only one of them could not be contacted. Brothers and sisters can't count on it, and it's not too early, so we'll go back first, and I'll bring a few people over tomorrow. After saying that, he hurriedly beckoned the villagers to leave.
The courtyard that had just been noisy suddenly quieted down, and I was left standing alone in the rain, with an indescribable bitterness in my heart.
In the quiet of the night, the sound of the rain beating on the rubble, the sound of pigs snorting on the other side of the fence, as if nothing had happened happened last night.