In the countryside of the southwest, it is not strange to favor sons over women.

In ancient times, the joy of giving birth to a son was called Lang Zhang, and the joy of giving birth to a daughter was called Lang Wa Zhixi. This son is called Meiyu Jewel, and the daughter is called Tiles and Stones, and he is talking about our side.

It's called Candlestick Village, a place that is unpleasant to hear.

Our village is a typical poor village, and it is also a high-incidence area of patriarchy, with 80 percent of the men in the whole village, and the remaining 20 percent of the women are still mothers and grandmothers at home.

In short, looking at the whole village, no one raises a girl.

Who's family is not one or two sons, when I was a child, I wore pants and stood at the door to wipe my nose, and when I grew up, I grew up with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west.

When outsiders arrived at Candlestick Village, they all asked why only boys and not girls were born in your village?

The people in the village replied that feng shui was good.

In fact, everyone knows that the girls who were born were either drowned in the urine bucket pressed under the bed, or burned to death by throwing lime on their bodies, and the bodies of the babies were thrown in the bamboo forest behind the Dong family's white house.

Over time, a few thin white bones can be dug up from the ground of the bamboo forest.

I was also a girl born in the village of Candlestick, so why did I survive?

Because our family was poor at that time, my mother came up with a brilliant idea to defraud some money with my life, but she almost took her life in it before the money was exchanged.

What's going on?

In other people's families, grandma is patriarchal, but our family is different, my mother is patriarchal.

Because she was patriarchal by my grandfather when she was a child, it caused her psychology to be a little distorted.

My grandfather was an extremely traditional scholar and a Mr. Yin and Yang.

She wanted to learn their Yang family's family feng shui, but her grandfather disagreed, saying that she was a woman, and she learned to marry someone else's family in the future.

My mother "held a grudge" for this, but because it was her own father, she couldn't help it, and even gave in a little.

When she was pregnant with me, she actually felt that the idea of patriarchy was very reasonable, and she must have a son.

So I asked everywhere for ways to know the sex of the fetus in the womb.

At that time, there was an old fairy named Xingu.

She has a stunt, just touch the belly of a pregnant woman to know whether she is pregnant with a man or a woman. She had already touched several women in the village, and they all had successfully lost their babies and gave birth to a son.

It can be said that there are all kinds of trials.

My mother was happily looking for Aunt Shin with a big belly, and she touched the son she was pregnant with. My mother is happy, and every day the baby touches her belly and screams.

Who knew that when she was born, she was a girl.

My mother scolded the old fairy for deceiving people, and threw me away like a broken pillow. My dad was also upset because he also wanted a son to drink for him in the future.

In his words, even if he dies of poverty in the future, he will not go to his daughter's house to see his daughter's face and beg for a living, even if his son is poor, he will live with his son.

didn't give birth to a son, how could he continue to send him a "happy life" in old age. ”

Since then, a poisonous plan has been brewing in the hearts of the two.

When I was six years old, the time was right.

I just remember that night it was raining heavily, and when the rain stopped, my mom suddenly took out a big red dress for me to change into, and said to me, "Baby, will you go out with mom in a while?" ”

I was flattered to hear her call me baby.

After all, she's never given me a good look since I can remember. I beat and scolded me at every turn, saying that I was a money-loser, and my ass was full of red blood that she had drawn out with thin strips of spotted bamboo.

Now when I saw her soft attitude, I naively thought that she had finally opened up and wanted to be nice to me, and nodded and asked her, "Mom, where are you going to take me?" ”

My mother's face immediately stepped down: "Why do you ask so much?" You'll know when you go. ”

After saying that, he took out another piece of red cloth and threw it on me, wrapping me so tightly that I was almost out of breath at that time, thinking that I was going to be strangled to death.

As soon as she saw that I was wrapped in a red cloth, my mother took out a rope from behind the coffin in the hall, and the rope was black like the hair of something, and it still smelled of our little black on it.

She tied me around the red cloth with the rope, and led me to the door like a puppy with the other end in her hand, holding a bamboo basket covered with a red cloth in her hand, and the rope was still pulled: "Go!" ”

I didn't dare to say much, for fear of making her angry and beating me, so I had to follow obediently.

She led me farther and farther, and when she looked back at the white house at home, she couldn't see it, and after walking for a while, she led me into the willow forest, as if she was going to go through the woods to the river.

The inside of the forest was wet and dark, and from time to time there was the sound of mollusks crawling.

I was scared and couldn't help but cry out, "Mom, where are we going?" ”

My mother was obviously taken aback by my opening, and her tone was very displeased: "Go and block the fish." ”

Usually after a heavy rain, a school of fish is washed down from the upstream, and people can always get a full harvest as long as they set up a bed mat at the pass and add a little electricity or something.

"But the fish are all in the small river ditch, how can you keep the fish in the big river?"

I had doubts in my heart and asked, "And Mom, you don't seem to have brought anything, no cool bed, no electric box, the river is so wide, how can you keep the fish?" ”

"Shut up!"

My mom pointed at me impatiently, "Where are you talking so much nonsense?" You can do whatever I tell you to do in a moment, understand? ”

At that time, my mother looked terrible like a ghost,

I was scared but didn't dare to cry, so I could only nod with tears in my eyes. She led me a little further to a big rock near the river.

This stone was born from the water of the river, and when I stood on it and looked down, I could see the rough water, and my mother told me to stand on the stone and not move.

She walked to a damp spot near the stone, took out a pair of white candles from a bamboo basket, lit them and planted them on the ground. His hands kept sealing, and his mouth was still chanting.

After a while, a huge shadow floated under the river.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the bright moon was sprinkled all over the eyebrows, and the river was sparkling in the backlight, which I naturally saw clearly under the moonlight.

A chill also rose on the surface of the river, and my scalp was numb.

I was frightened and hurriedly shouted under the stones: "Mommy! There's something in the river, and I'm so scared. Mom, will you take me down? ”

She had a cold face: "What are you calling?" Scream again and sew your mouth shut. ”

It was as if the shadow of the river that now stopped near the stones at my feet was in her expectation.

She stared intently at the moon in the sky, looking at what she seemed to be praying, and said to herself: "It's strange, why is the moon so heavy today?" ”

Suddenly, a large cloud floated in the distance, covering the silver plate in the sky.

It was also pitch black on the ground, and I couldn't see my fingers.

I stood alone on the stone and was afraid, and no one answered my mother's call, and as soon as I turned around and tried to touch the stone to go down, I stretched out a hand out of nowhere and pushed me to the chest, and I fell into the river without reservation.

With a "plop", I soaked in the river.

As I was drowning in the cold to the bone, I could clearly feel a pair of hands grab my ankles and pull me down, and I choked on the water and lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was lying in a dilapidated house.

Old money saved me.

Lao Qian is a spirited old man, nicknamed Qian Skewer. He is also a traveling Taoist priest who has been traveling the world since he was young. Running errands by the river that night happened to save me.

He saw that I was dressed in red at a young age, so he asked me: "Little girl, who gave you this red dress, and who tied you with the cinnabar-dyed black dog hair rope on your body?" ”

I remembered what happened last night and told the truth.

Lao Qian scolded the beast when he heard it, and he actually did such a poisonous thing to his own daughter.

Later, I learned that my mother dressed me in red clothes to create a red cloth to wrap my soul.

Wrap my three souls and seven souls in a red cloth, so that my souls cannot leave my body after death. And because he drowned in the water and wore red clothes, he would become a disgruntled corpse.

They want to wait for me to die, and then trick the corpse collectors into fishing for my body.

Everyone in the industry knows that there are three corpse fishers in the Yellow River who do not fish.

In fact, there is no definite number of imaginary fingers, but three non-fishing is a dead rule: first, the corpse is not fished out in the rain and thunder, second, a corpse is fished out three times and has not been fished up, and third, the corpse is not fished up vertically in the water.

A corpse that stands upright is called an upright corpse.

The reason why this kind of corpse stands up in the water after death does not float and the body does not swell. Instead, it will follow the waves and look like walking in water.

Because they all died unjustly, they must harm others in the water.

The corpse diggers only take care of the corpses and do not redress grievances, so they resolutely will not fish up the upright corpses.

My parents' plan was that when I died, they would go back to a corpse collector and lie to him that there was a corpse that they would ask for a corpse collector to help salvage.

We have to sign a contract before we dig up the corpses.

Some of them voluntarily made an appointment with the host's family, but if they can't get it, they will have to pay the master's money. Therefore, the corpse digger will generally ask about the situation before the corpse is retrieved to see if the corpse can be fished out.

My parents found a new entrant.

The young man was eager to make money, and he was fooled by my mother again without asking about 3721, and signed a contract in a daze: if he couldn't get my body, he would have to pay them 20,000 yuan.

When I was six years old, 20,000 was not a small amount.

After my mother pushed me down, she waited at home with trepidation and some high spirits. She was sure that I would become a corpse when I died, and the young man who was new to the industry didn't have the guts to pick up the corpse.

She will be able to get 20,000 yuan naturally.

Thinking of this, not only did she not feel the slightest guilt for harming her daughter, but even Xin always became smug: her daughter is cheap, and drowning in the river is also death. I'm so smart that this stinky girl can make me some money when she dies.