Ge's father kicked open the door of the house, and Ge's mother rushed in first, picked up a feather duster placed next to her and rushed to the bed.

There was no one on the bed, only a mess of quilts on the bed, and the quilt was covered with patches.

"What's going on? What about people? Ge Mu asked, go forward, the futon is pulled upside down, and there is no figure in half.

Father Ge turned around and saw a white piece of flesh hanging upside down in front of the door.

"What's that? Sanmao? Father Ge asked in surprise.

Ge Mu turned around, and when she saw the person hanging upside down at the door, and her clothes were stripped clean, she was so shocked that the blood on her face faded, and the feather duster in her hand fell to the ground.

Ge's father rushed forward in three steps and two times, and put Ge Sanmao down, and his hands were shaking when he put it down.

His mouth called Ge Sanmao's name, and his voice was shaking.

Until he carried Ge Sanmao to the bed, patted Ge Sanmao's face hard, and called Ge Mu to come over. Ge's mother staggered to the bed, pounced on Ge Sanmao's body and shook vigorously: "Sanmao, Sanmao!"

"And breath, quick, pinch people."

Ge Mu's long nails pinched hard against Ge Sanmao's midriff, and Ge Sanmao snorted and finally opened his eyes.

There was chaos and confusion in his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly screamed, and pushed away the father and mother in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, and pulled the broken quilt over his head, and the quilt shook into chaff.

"Sanmao, Sanmao, what's wrong with you? We're moms and dads! ”

Ge Ge's mother shouted, and tore off the quilt, only to see Ge Sanmao shrink into a quail with his head buried in his knees.

"Don't shout, he's not dressed, hurry up and put his clothes on him." Father Ge said loudly.

Ge Mu reacted and went to find clothes, where are the clothes?

The clothes were torn to shreds and thrown to the ground, one by one.

"What's going on? It's haunted! ”

Ge's mother shouted, pulled the quilt and put it on Ge Sanmao's body again.

The phrase 'haunted' made Ge Sanmao finally come back to his senses from the nightmare, his eyes would roll, and he would tear open his throat and cry.

"There are ghosts, ghosts beat me, ghosts still strip me of my clothes, hang me up, ghosts still pick out my eyeballs, I'm so scared, woo woo woo ......"

……

Ge's father and Ge's mother were busy asking the goddess to give Ge Sanmao a divination, and they didn't have time to come to Lao Tao's house to collect the debt.

Tao Chunsheng and Zhu had breakfast the next day and took Tao Sanxia to Zhu's house in the town, saying that they were borrowing money.

Tao Laohan went straight to the big house to find Tao Wangsheng.

was told that Tao Wangsheng was hoeing grass in the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, and Tao Laohan turned around and went to the foot of the mountain to find Tao Wangsheng.

Tao Wangsheng was busy hoeing weeds, Tao Laohan rolled up his sleeves and went down to the field to help, Tao Wangsheng couldn't bear it, so he temporarily put away the hoe and climbed up the ditch, and sat under a big tree next to Tao Laohan.

"Dad, why are you here? Something? Tao Wangsheng asked, handing over his dry tobacco pole.

The men of the Zhuang family work in the fields, and they can not bring tea, but dry tobacco sticks and dry tobacco bags are indispensable.

I was tired from work and took two puffs, full of strength.

Tao Laohan waved his hand, "I drew it, you smoked." ”

Tao Wangsheng didn't smoke this time, pinching the dry tobacco stick in his hand.

Tao Laohan continued: "When are you going back to town?" ”

Tao Wangsheng said: "The day after tomorrow." ”

Tao Laohan looked at Tao Wangsheng's dark and thin face, and said with a concerned face: "Since you can only stay at home for two or three days, why don't you rest more?" You're also thirty-seven or eighteen, no better than those young men in their early twenties, and you have to take care of your own body! ”