"Who?" The old secretary snorted.

"It's me!" Liang Zhen walked in from outside the house wall, his hair was covered with rain, and he went out not long after he arrived here, as if he was looking for a place to relieve himself, "This is what I saw from the broken yard next door, so I picked it up!" ”

"Next door?" The old secretary was a little puzzled, stretched out his foot and played twice, "This thing shouldn't appear in the yard according to reason!" ”

The wood is in the shape of an "L", and the one in front is slightly higher, with a thick board in the shape of a wedge on the sides, both of which are lace-sawed with a saw. Liu Yingqu recognized it at a glance, this was the base in front of the coffin. As we all know, the coffin is high in the front and low in the back, and the reason is that there are such stakes to cushion the front high. But when the coffin is carried to the cemetery to be buried, it is removed so that the coffin can lie down.

The ancients paid attention to entering the earth for safety, so the burial of the dead was in a sleeping position, indicating that everything had been done, and the corresponding standing burial was a burial method with unfulfilled wishes. Of course, there were some other ways to enter Tibet in ancient times, ethnic minorities or religions, such as Buddhism mostly used a sitting position for burial or incineration. A Dutch scientist once made a CT of a thousand-year-old Buddha statue to study it, but was surprised to find that the Buddha statue hid an ancient corpse in a sitting position.

When Liang Zhen said that this thing was seen in the courtyard where the living lived, the old secretary felt a little strange, because this practice was very unlucky.

"There are still a lot of paper figurines in that house, most of them are rotten and only bamboo shelves remain!" Liang Zhen continued, "Erhuzi, the dead people you saw back then who would turn their heads must be those paper people! Not to mention, the paper figure is very clever, and his hands, feet, and head can move! ”

"That'...... So how could the coffin ring? ”

"That's simpler, mice, wild cats, wild dogs, my hometown is also rural, and my father only entered the city after he was discharged from the army! According to my father, when they were fighting, there were so many dead people that they couldn't dig up the pit, and they often buried a lot of dead bodies in a dirt pit! The first day was buried, and the next day the grave soil was dug everywhere, and there were even many robbery holes, all of which were wild wolves and wild dogs who went to dig up the dead in the middle of the night to eat, dragging the stumps everywhere! ”

Thinking of that scene, even the bolt shuddered involuntarily.

"Where are there ghosts in this world, they are all scary!" Liang Zhen said proudly, "In my Lao Tzu's words, he crawled out of the pile of dead people, if there were really ghosts, even if he wasn't killed by the cannonballs, he would have been scared to death by lonely ghosts!" ”

"Old secretary, the rain outside can't stop for a while!" Liu Yingqu looked up at the sky, the dark clouds were very low, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky seemed to be past eight or nine o'clock, "What should we do later?" ”

"It's not raining much, and if you are empty-handed, you can rush back!" Old Secretary Pan sighed, "But there is no such thing as a guy who shelters from the rain, this white face can't be wet!" ”

"I can't do anything with a guy!" The bolt frowned, "The mountain road is slippery, and it is easy to roll into the mountain nest with such a heavy load!" ”

"Old secretary, let's not leave today!" Several other young people shouted, the mountain road is difficult to walk, it will be midnight to rush back in the dark, and the next day before dawn they have to work in the field, and they can't sleep for a few hours in between, "Rest here for one night, and when the rain stops, let's rush back early tomorrow morning!" ”

"Well, okay!" Old Secretary Pan nodded, "Sleep in shifts at night and watch something!" ”

"What did you eat that night?" Erhuzi touched his belly, he ate all the dry food at noon in the morning, and walked such a long mountain road, he already felt hungry at this time.

"Ask two people to go to the village with me in a while, ask them for some food, and pay them back later!" Old Secretary Pan looked at the village, and there seemed to be cooking smoke at the east end of the village.

"What are you doing with that, hey, aren't there crops over there, there's everything in the field!" The pillar smiled and said, "Get some corn and sweet potatoes and roast them over the fire, how fragrant!" ”

"No way!" Old Secretary Pan shook his head, "The villagers, it's nothing to come to the door to ask for something to eat, but you can't destroy other people's crops!" ”

"Old secretary, it's okay!" Zhuzi smiled and said, "You forgot, it's not far from that side that our village has contracted, and you can get food from your own crops, and no one else can care about it!" ”

After the Great Leap Forward, a census of the population and land was carried out, and the population of Guanmen Village was too small, and the land that could not be planted was deserted, so the township redivided the land and allocated this land to Panjiazhuang. However, this land is not a good land, but a terraced field, there is not much loose soil, but there are a lot of stones, plus it is far away from Panjiazhuang, so some corn and sweet potatoes are planted. These are easier to care for than other crops.

"Pillar, you take a few people over and break some corn!" Old Secretary Pan agreed, "The mountain road is slippery, be careful on the road!" Also, break as much as you eat, and don't spoil crops and grain! ”

"Okay!" The pillar was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand he called five or six young men, who were not wearing shoes, and their bare feet "crackled" into the heavy rain, and in the blink of an eye they could not see the figures.

"These stinky boys!" Old Secretary Pan smiled, "Okay, don't say that I treated you badly when you come out, eat enough tonight!" ”

Taking advantage of the time when a few people went to break the buds, the old secretary beckoned the rest of the people to hurry up and pick up firewood to make a fire, and when he turned his head, the old secretary saw that Liang Zhen had already thrown the coffin board into the fire.

"This ...... This ......" Old Secretary Pan jumped to his feet in a hurry, snatched the piece of wood out of the fire, and threw it outside the wall.

"What's wrong?" Liang Zhen asked puzzledly, "Other wood is all wet, and this piece is old wood, just right!" ”

"This thing can't be burned, it's unlucky to burn!"

"What's so auspicious or unlucky, old secretary, you are superstitious!" Liang Zhen said disdainfully, "The city is cremated, and anyone can burn it, what are you afraid of such a coffin board!" ”

Old Secretary Pan moved his lips and muttered for a long time before he said, "Burn this thing for cooking, it's ...... It's in the heart! ”

As he spoke, the pillar had already returned with a few men, all shirtless, carrying a package of undershirts on their shoulders, full of corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes. On the way back, they picked up some tree strips and rusty wire, whether corn or sweet potatoes, without even peeling the skin, and put them on the fire and roasted them.

Old Secretary Pan found a corner and sat down, smiling and watching the boys chirp around the campfire. Liu Yingqu couldn't help, so he rolled a dry cigarette and handed it over, and sat on the side to smoke with Secretary Pan.

"Old secretary, listen to what you mean, what else is there to say about burning this coffin board?"

Old Secretary Pan glanced at Liu Yingqu and asked, "If I tell you, won't it be propaganda again...... What kind of feudal superstition is that! ”

"Old secretary, I see what you said, I've been in Zhuangzi for two or three years, and you still don't know my temper!" Liu Yingqu smiled, "I was injured in my leg when I first came, but you always took me to find the home remedies!" ”

"Hmm!" Old Secretary Pan nodded, "The government always says that people will win the day, but I am old and have lived a lifetime, and there must be some taboo things in this life for you to worry about in your heart, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes!" Now it's not prosperous, the people of the older generation offer a lot of gods every New Year's Festival, what kind of land lord, Guanyin Bodhisattva, God of Wealth, is it just trying to make a fortune? In my opinion, no one is confused, and they all know that they usually don't burn incense and rush to hug the Buddha's feet, but they have a message in their hearts, and they have a message in their hearts, and they have energy to do their work! ”

Listening to the old secretary's words, Liu Yingqu couldn't help but nodded, everyone said that old man is a treasure, and after hearing these words, he really felt a little emotional.

"Do you know if it's overcast?"