Chapter Seventy-Three: The Coffin in the Outhouse
To the west of the urban village, the houses here are generally very dilapidated, and the old woman's room is lower than the other houses, and she looks very poor and sour.
There is a lot of grass growing on the roof, and with the wind swaying constantly, the yard is very clean, and the place where you walk is made of red bricks, step by step on the red bricks, and your shoes will not be stained with soil.
I saw a pile of soil in the yard, one meter high, with a circle underneath, which looked like the head of an old grave, and it looked particularly abrupt and weird in the yard, "Old woman, what is this mound for." ”
The old woman glanced at it casually and pointed to the grass on the roof: "Hey, the roof of this old house is covered with grass, and it leaks when it rains, and it is estimated that it will collapse if it is not repaired. ”
I nodded, and felt a lot more at ease, as long as it wasn't a grave.
"Old woman, I see that the soil has been piled up here for a long time, why hasn't the construction started yet."
"It's hard to find a bricklayer now, and the salary is too expensive, I'm a lonely old woman who points to the top to give some subsidies to live, where can I get so much money to uncover the tiles." The old lady was a little helpless, and her voice was full of vicissitudes.
I felt a little uncomfortable when I heard this, how much sin this old woman had to suffer for living alone in such a house: "Old woman, when I pay my salary, I will find someone to expose you." ”
The old woman smiled, looked at me and nodded, "Yes, yes, you are such a good boy." ”
I saw the loving gaze in the eyes of the old woman, and I felt like my dearest elders were looking at me, which was strange but very real, but I couldn't help but sigh when I thought that I had two days to live, and I probably wouldn't even get my salary, and it was estimated that my current promise would probably not be fulfilled.
"Child, do you have any worries?"
I cleaned up my mood and said with a smile: "No, old woman, let's go in, I want to know about the Cheng family now." ”
The old woman didn't say anything, she led me to the door, and pushed the door open with a push of her hand, and I saw a red lacquer coffin in front of me, the coffin was bright red, the color was brighter than blood, and the red lacquer was shiny with clear oil, which looked particularly depressing in the dim outhouse.
I took a step back in fright, sweat oozing from my head, is it hell again? Thinking about the weeds on this house and the mound of soil in the yard, plus the coffin in this outhouse, it doesn't look like a human habitation, and then thinking of what Cheng Hong said to me, I feel a little cold all over my body.
Hey, hey, the old woman lowered her head and turned around slowly, and the laughter made me take a step back again, not that her laughter was terrifying, but in this case, any sound seemed weird.
"Young man, don't be afraid, this coffin is what I am going to die and send to the end, I am old, and I have no children or daughters, if I don't prepare the coffin myself, I guess no one will prepare it for me." The old woman walked up to me, the sun shone on her face, and the kind gaze calmed my heart a lot.
I know that the elderly in some places have the custom of preparing coffins for themselves, but most of the coffins are placed in a small hidden house, not in the outhouse of the main house, but thinking of the situation in the old woman's house, there is not even a wing room at home, and there is nowhere to put it if it is not placed in the outhouse, "Old woman, I am cowardly, let you laugh." ”
"It's okay, anyone who suddenly sees the coffin will be startled, and my surname is Huang, so call me Grandma Huang in the future."
I nodded, but some memories replayed in my mind, I remember that my grandmother was also surnamed Huang, and she loved me very much when she was a child, but unfortunately passed away very early.
Walking into the house, because the column heads of the old houses are generally very low, and the columns in the past are all inside the walls, except for the two small windows, they are all walls, and the lighting is very poor, and the room looks very dim.
The ground is quite clean, but a lot of moss can be seen in the corner of the wall, the air in the room is very humid, there is a musty smell, it smells a little like standing by the edge of a pond, the surrounding walls have long lost their original white, black and green eroded by moisture, and there are many traces of flowing water, these traces continue to flow down and fork, like ghost claws stretching out from the ceiling, it looks a little terrifying.
It seems that the water leakage of this house is already very serious, and if it is not repaired, it may collapse when it rains, so I secretly decided in my heart that I would go back to Song Qian to advance my salary, even if I die, I must repair Grandma Huang's house first, and it can be regarded as doing a good deed before I die.
Grandma Huang asked me to sit on a chair in the corner, and then poured me a glass of water, "Xiaoling, do you want to know about the Cheng family." ”
"Yes, Grandma Huang, you must tell me, this is very important to me." I stood up anxiously, but was pressed down by Grandma Huang's soothing patter on the shoulder.
Grandma Huang didn't sell it, and sat down and slowly talked to me about everything that happened to the Cheng family ten years ago.
Cheng Lishen is also an honest person, working diligently in the factory, it is this hard-working strength, let him marry the most beautiful girl in the factory, and soon gave birth to a daughter.
The family could have lived an ordinary life, but it turned out to catch up with the wave of layoffs, although Cheng Lishen was a model worker every year, but because he didn't know how to communicate with people, he was finally laid off.
The house leak happened to be rainy, and at this time, Cheng Lishen's daughter was seriously ill, Cheng Lishen borrowed a lot of money in order to treat his daughter, and finally even sold the house, but as a result, Cheng Hong's illness was still not cured, and he could only barely survive.
At that time, everyone thought that Cheng Hong would definitely wait for death, but they didn't expect Cheng Lishen to suddenly become rich, not only paid off his debts, but also opened a supermarket, and even bought a building and opened a photo studio.
Cheng Hong continued to survive with the support of high drug costs, but unfortunately it was not cured, and soon after, Cheng Hong's illness became more serious, and even his eyes were blind, and the doctor was powerless, saying that Cheng Hong only had a month, there was no need to continue treatment, and he would go home and spend the rest of the time.
Cheng Hong was picked up, Cheng Lishen was afraid that the photo studio would be too messy and affect his daughter's rest, so he bought two houses in one go, redecorated them and became one, Cheng Hong likes to play in the vegetable garden, wants to grow his own vegetables, Cheng Lishen even pried the cement floor of the yard and made a big vegetable garden, let Cheng Hong plant it casually, and promised his daughter that the vegetable garden is the best vegetable garden and can grow the best vegetables.
Strange to say, the land in the garden is very fertile, and the vegetables grown are not only very beautiful, but also sweet and delicious, which is not comparable anywhere else.
Maybe Cheng Hong was in a good mood, Cheng Hong survived three months, but three months later, Cheng Hong's condition took a turn for the worse, and he was about to die.
Maybe it was too much pressure, or he couldn't bear his daughter's death, Cheng Lishen went crazy and killed his wife in the photo studio.
"Isn't it Cheng Lishen's wife who is sick? How did he become Cheng Hong? "When I listened, my mind was full of question marks.