Chapter 2: The Grave Keeper
Grandpa stretched out his trembling hand and touched my head: "Mianmian, today you go to help grandpa sweep the grave, okay?" ”
As soon as I heard that I was going to sweep the tomb, my eyes lit up, in my heart sweeping the tomb is a very fun thing, grandpa will occasionally take me to the cemetery, but when sweeping the tomb, never let me touch, only let me watch from the side I have long wanted to sweep it in person.
Seeing that I picked up the broom and was about to leave, my grandfather hurriedly called out to me: "Hey...... Mianmian, grandpa hasn't finished talking yet, come back! ”
Grandpa took off the watch he had worn all year round from his wrist and put it on for me, then took out a cloth bag from the drawer at the bedside and handed it to me: "You take the watch, you must come back before seven o'clock, and this thing, after you sweep the tomb, burn it before entering the second grave, and come back immediately after you finish it, remember?" ”
My heart had already flown to the cemetery, full of promises, grandpa saw my absent-minded appearance, sighed: "Mianmian, you are so obedient, otherwise grandpa will not let you go." ”
Hearing my grandfather say this, I immediately became anxious, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa, let me go, I remember everything you said!" ”
I said what my grandfather had just told me, and my grandfather was relieved, looking at my grandfather who seemed to be a little speechless and stopped, and finally my grandfather said with a complicated face: "Mianmian, if you meet any strange people when sweeping the tomb, don't talk to him, he tells you to ignore it, if he keeps pestering you, you will come back immediately, you know?" ”
Although I am young, I still understand the principle of not talking to strangers, and I nodded in agreement.
After making sure that I remembered everything, my grandfather gave me the key to the cemetery, and I took my things and went out the door, running towards the cemetery as fast as I could.
It was only a few minutes' walk from my house to the cemetery, and soon I was at the cemetery.
Grandpa usually has a habit of sweeping tombs, and he always likes to start sweeping from the last tomb in the cemetery, so that after sweeping, he can just go out.
At this time, there was no one in the cemetery, and after I opened the door of the cemetery, I ran directly to the last grave.
There was no sun today, the sky was overcast, and it seemed like it was going to rain at any moment. The tombstones in the cemetery one after another, in the shadow of the pines and cypresses, were a little eerie, but I was not so scared and full of excitement.
Each tombstone looks the same, but the difference is that there are words and photos of people of all ages in the photos, but I don't recognize those words.
My small body waved the broom, and it was full of freshness at first, but soon I got tired of it, and I realized that it was so tiring to sweep the grave.
It was not yet six o'clock, and it was almost dark, so I hastily finished sweeping and came to the second grave.
As soon as I came to the second tomb, I was a little stunned, the grave in front of me was very simple, just a grave bag piled up directly with soil, not even a tombstone, compared with other tombs, shabby.
I'm a little puzzled, I was here a few days ago, and I remember that there was no such tomb, when did this tomb come out?
But I was in a hurry to get home, and without thinking much about it, I burned what I had brought with me in front of this tomb.
After the burning, I took the broom and walked out, but I don't know why, on the way home I always felt as if someone was following me, but when I turned around, I didn't find anything.
It was already dark, and I felt a little hairy in my heart, so I quickened my pace and went straight home.
Who knew that at twelve o'clock that night, there was a knock on my door.