"I changed the future in which my grandfather would die of wood, but I couldn't change the fact that my grandfather would eventually leave me. Time is always the shortest in happy times, and before I know it, half a year has passed, my grandfather is still healthy, and gradually everyone no longer pursues my 'nonsense' of that day. However, just when I thought God had changed his mind and my heart began to stop being so afraid, the unexpected came. Early that morning, my mother took me to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha as usual. By the time we got back to the house, my grandfather had already sailed west. My grandfather, who refused to close his eyes for a long time, did not close his eyes until I returned, and finally I saw through my grandfather's eyes what had happened to his old man. That was the first time I knew that I still had the ability to see the cause of death. After that, I was sick for a long time, and the high fever did not go away, and my mother sought medical treatment for me everywhere, but it did not work. My father ignored me, and the rest of the family stayed away from me, and they thought I was an ominous person. Although what happened to my grandfather was completely different from what I had described, they felt that it had a lot to do with me, and that it was my curse that caused my grandfather to die unexpectedly. Only my mother, who took care of me day and night, never left me. Because of me, my mother was also treated indifferently by my family, and they said that the people who were with me would also become unlucky. My father, who used to love my mother and me, even went to the brothel openly and no longer set foot in the room where my mother and I lived. At this, the old woman's chapped lips closed softly, and she did not open for a long time.

Her lowered eyebrows and eyes fell even lower, and the light and breezy in her words made people deeply sad and indescribable.

The whispering of the wind, as if to speak, or to cry, blew through people's ears and on people's hearts.

"I was unconscious for a long time, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already lying in my grandfather's house. It turned out that while I was in a coma, my father was retaliated against on the way home drunk because of a verbal altercation with someone in a brothel, and he suffered a serious head injury that prevented him from saving his life. My mother's spiritual world was on the verge of total disintegration, and I was the most important of her few remaining pillars. As long as I lived, my mother would not let herself fall, and she struggled to support her exhausted body and broken heart alone. A few days after my father's death, my grandmother's family kicked my mother and daughter out, and my mother had to take me back to my grandfather's house and stay. I thought I was hopeless, but I didn't expect that God let my mother meet a wandering monk, and I was treated by the monk as much as possible, so that my life could be extended. My recovery made my mother think that everything was going in a good direction, and she was determined to regain her faith in life and live up to God's mercy. Unexpectedly, my grandfather and grandmother passed away one after another not long after we lived in the house, and my grandmother's family also had bad news. Mother was hit hard one after another, and her haggard appearance was very pitiful, but she still had to live, and for my sake, her only hope to live. Soon, the remarks that I am a mourning star and a life-seeker spread in Qingliu Town, and everyone believed it to be true and panicked. In order not to let bad luck berain them, no one in the town wanted to contact us, they rejected us and resisted us. In this way, my mother had to leave Qingliu Town with young me, the place where she was born, raised, married, and gave birth to me, the place she once loved. The wind that had been blowing for a long time finally subsided, and the sudden silence made the sound of rats squirming in the distance sound so clear.