On my way home from the woods, I was passing by a cemetery, and I suddenly felt very panicked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But the more scared I was, the more I couldn't help but glance at the graveyard. By this time it was already dark. I saw a cloud of blue light floating in the sky above the graveyard, and I knew it was a ghost fire. I shouted to run, took Xiaolian's hand and ran frantically towards home.

Xiaolian's home is not far from my home, so we will send Xiaolian home first, and then we will go back to our respective homes. At this time, it was completely dark, and the lights were on in the house, and the faint electric light seemed to want to pierce the night, but the night was too deep.

As soon as I entered the gate, I smelled the smell of rice. My father and mother sat on the kang, and there was a table of dishes on the kang table, and I counted eight dishes and one soup, all of which were hard dishes. I was a little flattered, and hurriedly jumped on the kang and asked my mother in surprise:

"Mom, is our family celebrating the New Year today?"

"Today you have recovered from a serious illness, which can be regarded as a happy event, so you must celebrate." Mother said, glancing at her father.

Looking at the dishes on this table, I was very excited, because I was living in poverty at that time. In addition to eating sorghum rice, the dish is nothing more than pickled vegetables and green onions dipped in sauce. If someone gets married, go to the table, you can eat soybeans, this is already a delicacy of that era, more fragrant than any delicacies from the mountains and seas, even if it is the New Year, it is just a meal of dumplings, or vegetarian filling.

So, I was curious about the dish in front of me. I've never seen these dishes before, and I don't know where my mother got so many ingredients. However, at that time, after all, it was still young, and as soon as the fragrance was fragrant, I didn't think much about it, loosened the belt of my pants, and ate first when I was full.

My father and mother looked at me, and there they swallowed like hungry wolves. His eyes filled with tears.

"Mom and Dad, you can eat too," I said. They looked at me eating, stunned, and as soon as I reminded me, my father smiled at me, and then gave my mother a mouthful of eggs for her to eat.

After a period of frantic gluttony, the mother asked with concern, "Have you eaten enough?" I touched my bulging belly and smiled at my mother. My mother touched my head, and her eyes showed infinite love. I think my father and mother are very abnormal today, not to mention this table of food, the love for me is also surprisingly strong, which makes me flattered and a little suffocated. However, after thinking about it, it is understandable, after all, my only son, has just made a trip in front of the gate of the Hades Palace, hehe, but "folks, I, Hu Hansan, are back again." After experiencing life and death, I somewhat underestimated these lives and deaths, and people became optimistic, feeling that life is really beautiful.

When my mother saw that I had eaten well, she gave me another bowl of pumpkin soup. Pumpkin soup is my favorite food, rich and sweet.

Pumpkin is recorded in Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica": planted in March, seedlings are born in April, there are roots in each section, yellow flowers bloom in August and September, dozens of flowers can be produced, and their color is either green or yellow or red. After frost to put away in a warm place, can be left until spring. Its seeds are like winter melon seeds. Its meat is thick and yellow, and it cannot be eaten raw, but it is eaten with peel and flesh, which has the effect of replenishing and benefiting qi. I have an old yellowed copy of the Compendium of Materia Medica, and I have been interested in the medicinal materials in it since I was a child.

I took the pumpkin soup and savored it.

My father looked at my mother and said, "Son, look at this pumpkin, it's empty, and it's still growing until it's ripe." Speaking of this, my father and mother were a little inexplicably excited and continued: "Son, you say, if a human head is hollowed out like a pumpkin, can it still live?" When my father finished speaking, he and my mother looked at me together. Very seriously waiting for my answer.

I was confused by this inexplicable question. Silent, I kept my head down and continued to drink my pumpkin soup. Father, seeing that I did not answer, said with some excitement, "Son, think about it for a while, and then answer me." ”

I didn't want to answer such a boring question, because I haven't heard of anyone who has had their heads hollowed out and can still live, let alone be hollowed out, even if the blood supply is insufficient, they will die. I'm not a doctor, but I've read medical books.

I smiled and replied, "How is it possible, my head is hollowed out, how can I not die." As soon as I spoke, I felt that something was wrong. After taking a closer look at my father and mother, I saw that their heads were already covered with fine beads of sweat, and their bodies trembled, as if they were afraid of something. I suddenly felt that I was saying something wrong. However, I don't remember anything wrong with my words.

"Mom and Dad, what's wrong with you?" My father and mother smiled at me reluctantly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you can go back to your house and sleep." ”

But...... I was just about to ask further. The father said sternly, go to bed. I had to go back to my room.

When I got back into the house, I thought about it and still felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it for a while. At this time, I heard my mother nagging in the house.

"Son, go to bed early, you are already old, there is still a long way to go, live well, marry Xiaolian as soon as possible......" The mother's voice was mixed with a little sentimentality, as if she wanted to say something, but the voice stopped abruptly here. I felt more and more strange, maybe they were going to sleep, so I didn't think much about it.

Spread out the quilt and burrow into the hot quilt. Today's kang is very warm, and my father should have burned a lot of firewood. I was under the warm covers, slowly falling asleep.

During the night, I had a lot of dreams that I was back in the old days, babbling and toddlers. My mother took me to the production team compound to watch a movie. My father took me to hunt in the woods. We hunted lots and lots of prey. There are pheasants, wild ducks, and a variety of unknown birds. My father and I happily sang red songs and went home. We walked on the country road and sang loudly: "Sunset, the red glow flies, the soldiers shoot the target, return the camp, return the camp to the chest, the happy song of the red flowers and colorful glows on the chest, and the happy song is ......flying all over the sky" At this moment, I saw a pheasant moving in the basket of prey in my father's hand, and suddenly the pheasant's eyes opened, and he stood up and jumped out of the basket. The pheasant that was obviously killed has come back to life! My father and I felt strange, and were busy chasing after him, probably because he was seriously injured, and he was still pressed into my arms by three and two pounces, and just as I was smug that I had caught the pheasant again, and shook the pheasant with both hands, showing off to my father, I felt that the pheasant seemed to be fluffy again, and this feeling was by no means the smoothness of chicken feathers. I looked down and saw that it was a yellow-skinned man with a wicked look at me, mocking him. Ah, I was woken up by this sudden dick.

The night is very deep. I can't see my fingers. I smelled something strange -- it was blood. Could it be that the yellow skin is here again? This yellow skin, whether in real life or in dreams, haunts me all the time, making me hate and fear. I thought, let's go to my parents' house and sleep for the night. Putting on my shoes, I came to the opposite room. The door was pushed and opened, and a strong smell of blood pierced his nose. I felt a chill in my back, so I didn't care if my parents were asleep, so I fumbled with the lamp rope and pulled, and the light came on.

What I never expected was that everything in front of me became a shadow that I could not erase in my life. I saw my father and mother still sitting cross-legged at the kang table as they did during dinner, but their heads were bowed. Father and mother had charms on their foreheads, and I pushed my father and mother, crying out loudly, but they didn't answer. What scared me into a cold sweat was that my father and mother had a hole dug in the top of their heads, and by the light, I could see that their heads had been hollowed out by something......