Turning around, I saw a group of people dressed in white walking towards the entrance of the hall.

At the forefront was a middle-aged woman in her fifties.

She was dressed in plain clothes, and the makeup on her face was light, and she couldn't see any expression.

When she entered the hall, she saw me standing in the middle.

The middle-aged woman paused, then walked up to me, stood in front of me, looked me up and down, and then suddenly said to me:

"Why did you get here, no wonder I didn't see you just now!"

As she spoke, she looked at the crowd behind her, thought for a while, and said to me: "Go and stay aside, don't make trouble for me again, otherwise, see how I clean you up when I'm free!" ”

She glared at me again, and I walked forward.

I took a step back, stood to the side, and watched quietly as the couple came over, like the woman in the lead, each of them wearing white plain clothes, with a white ash on their faces, without any expression.

Soon, all the people came in.

I wasn't wearing plain clothes, so it was a bit out of place to stand in it.

The men just looked at me with a flash of surprise on their faces, and then they stood in line on either side, their eyes looking out of the hall.

Faintly, I heard a few chicken crows.

"Giggle", as if struggling. Immediately afterwards, I saw a woman in a bright red wedding dress walking in this direction.

The woman was about twenty years old.

Her face was covered with heavy makeup, and although it was her big day, there was no smile on the bride's face.

The atmosphere of this Chinese wedding is full of weirdness.

There was no joy on everyone's face, not even the bride.

It's so weird.

I saw the bride walking past the crowd around her, and she stopped next to me.

Turning her head, the bride glanced at me.

A strange look flashed on her pale face, the corners of her mouth opened slightly, she seemed to want to say something, and at this time, the person next to her patted her and motioned her to move forward.

I stood next to me, thinking about the way this woman was looking at me just now, and my heart was slightly stunned.

This feeling is so familiar, and in the depths of my memory, it seems to be awakened to something.

At this moment, my mind was a little messy.

There are some things that just flicker in my head, and it's hard for me to uproot them.

The bride nodded to the man, and then walked on.

I saw the woman in her fifties who was talking to me just now, sitting under the big red wedding letter in front of the hall, her expression was very serious, as if what was going on at the moment was not a wedding.

Thinking of the wedding, I suddenly remembered.

At the scene of this wedding, the bride and the bride appeared, but the groom was missing.

I looked around, but I didn't see anyone who looked like a newcomer.

As I was thinking, I saw all the people around me look out of the hall again.

Follow their gaze.

I saw an old man with a huge live rooster in his hand, coming in from outside. The big rooster, blindfolded by a red cloth, and a big red cockscomb on its head, stood tall.

The old man walked past us hunched over with a big rooster in his hand.

I saw the head of the big rooster, the size of a normal man's fist, and the big red's comb that stood as bright as blood.

The old man walked up to the bride with a rooster and stood side by side with her.

Then, the woman sitting under the big red word said something to the person next to her, and the man nodded and said loudly to everyone:

"The bride and groom arrive, the wedding begins!"

Hearing this, I realized that this was a "ghost marriage".

The bride is the woman who walked past me just now, and the groom is the rooster.

I remember when I was very young, I once read a ghost story that said that if a son died suddenly for some reason, if he had not yet started a family, the clan would hold a secret marriage for him.

The bride can be either a dead woman or a living woman.

Choose a dead woman, no matter how long the other party has been dead, as long as they are the same age as their son when they die, then choose a better day, dig up their bodies, and bury the two together.

And choose a living woman, this kind of family, is relatively rich, and you have to be a big family to do this.

After a woman marries in, she is still a young grandmother, enjoying all the treatment she deserves, except that she is not accompanied by her husband and has no children, she is no different from other young grandmothers.

In the depiction of , many girls are forced.

But then I watched some discipline films about "ghost marriage", which said that some girls from poor families, in order to earn a rich dowry for their families and let their relatives have enough to eat, they all voluntarily choose such a life.

At that time, there were few temptations, and there were no TV dramas and movies to watch.

After these women marry in, they don't chase too much about what they love and love, they can afford to eat a bowl of rice, they can't starve to death, and they can also wear a few clothes with good fabrics, which is what they care about the most.

Therefore, for the women who choose to marry the dead and choose "ghost marriage", they are really not as pitiful as we imagined.

This process of "secret marriage" is quite special.

Choose a big rooster, blindfold it, and worship the bride instead of the groom.

Everyone present, except for the bride and the big rooster, must be dressed in plain clothes, no different from a funeral.

On this side, after the bride worships the big rooster, she is the official daughter-in-law.

Since then, there has been no need for food and clothing.

The ritual of the chapel is very simple.

One worships heaven and earth, the second worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worship each other.

All weddings will go through such a formality. The rooster, who was hooded with her head, bowed to the woman, and she was surrounded by two maids.

The rooster also left.

At that time, it was impossible for the new daughter-in-law to enter the cave room with the rooster, and the final fate of the rooster was not known whether it was stewed or braised in the braised house.

In short, its mission is accomplished.

I stood aside, and although I didn't speak, I was amazed.

What kind of place is this, and why will I be here, to see a "ghost marriage"?

Looking at the dress of the people around and the architectural style of this hall, it is at least what it looked like more than a hundred years ago, and now such a house has long become an ancient building to surround and collect tickets.

Who are these people, who are they who still live here?