When I was fourteen years old, I listened to my grandfather's story about my grandfather and my grandmother, and he stopped abruptly when he told the story of his grandfather and grandmother, and no matter how much I asked, he kept it secret.

I had to ask in a different way: "Grandpa, didn't you say that this story is the story of grandpa and grandma?" It sounds like it's just my grandfather! ”

Grandpa smiled: "Who said that?" Didn't your grandmother hang from the beams of the house all the time? ”

"What, my grandmother is a ghost?"

"To be precise, it's a ghost, and then it's yang."

"Hehe, grandpa, you're so funny, what's the hell in this world, it's all to scare children!"

Grandpa gave me a blank look: "This is what your grandmother told me personally, and it can be fake, even if she makes up stories, she can't make herself a ghost!" ”

Grandpa showed me a black-and-white photograph of three people: a man in his early twenties and a young woman in her early twenties.

Grandpa said, "This is your grandfather and grandmother!" ”

"And there's a teenage girl here, is that their daughter?"

"No, this is your grandmother's own sister, who escaped with your grandmother."

At the time, I just thought that the little girl was very good-looking, and I didn't pay much attention to her, but I didn't expect that this person was inextricably linked to my life, but that's for later.

Next, I have to introduce my current situation, otherwise the editor will scold my mother again.

I am 22 years old this year, and I can say that I am very, very miserable since I was born, in the words of my friend Li Dakui: "Mu Sheng, if you participate in the Chinese talent show, you don't need to perform talents, as long as you tell your story, you will definitely be able to cry to death a group of judges!" ”

I think this is a bit exaggerated, and there may be officials who want to say that bitter love dramas are forbidden.

But I still have to say that my parents died in a car accident when I was four years old, and I was raised by my grandfather, who is the only relative I have in the world.

In my impression, my grandfather had two hobbies, one was to pass on my ancestral carpenter's craft, and the other was to tell me some strange events of gods and ghosts, and of course, the most told was the story of my grandfather and grandmother.

When I was young, I listened to these stories seriously, but since I went to school, I have received an education in modern science, and I don't believe them.

For this reason, I often had heated debates with my grandfather, and often he said that he said that he said mine and no one could convince anyone.

Grandpa also counted me: "There is nothing strange in the world, if you haven't seen it, you say no, this is ignorance!" ”

I said firmly: "Seeing is believing, our teacher has said that after liberation, any ghosts, snakes, and gods will cease to exist!" ”

The result of the debate was often my grandfather's panting lecture to me, "What do you know about a little kid, how many things in this world can't be explained by science, do you know that almost all the scientists you worship believe in God in their old age?" ”

I stubbornly said, "I won't believe anything I haven't seen." ”

Grandpa sneered when he heard this: "Don't worry, sooner or later, one day, you will see those so-called cow ghosts and snake gods with your own eyes!" ”

I shook my head and still didn't believe it, what are you kidding, we are the best young people who have received a modern scientific education, and the so-called gods and ghosts seem to me to be purely the poison of feudal thinking.

Later, as I grew up, I understood how ridiculous this kind of argument was, and how easy it was to prove the existence of a thing, and my grandfather would often tell me something evil that had happened to someone in a certain village, and at the end he would add: This is true! And if I want to prove my grandfather wrong, I have to overturn all the events he tells, which is almost impossible.

I thought that my grandfather would accompany me to grow up day by day, and even watch me marry a wife and have children, and I will accompany him to spend my old age in peace, but I didn't expect that people are not as good as counting, and my grandfather passed away suddenly.

It all started with a man named Sun Xingmin.

Although my grandfather is a carpenter, the family never has to worry about money, and even our grandfather's life is better than most people, which is really thanks to this Sun Xingmin.

For as long as I can remember, Sun Xingmin has to run to my house every two months, taking a lot of things and giving us a lot of money each time.

To be honest, I like Son Heung-min a lot, because he often brings me some "surprises"!

For this reason, my grandfather often reminded me: "Don't be blinded by the enemy's sugar-coated shells!" ”

I was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, I think Uncle Sun is very good, why do you say that about him?" ”

"Good?" Grandpa snorted coldly and said: "The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit!" He has taken a fancy to our family's ancestral craft! ”

I was still young at the time, and I didn't quite understand what my grandfather's craft was, but it was the carpenter's craft, so I said with a big grin: "Isn't it just to ask you to make a few sets of furniture, you can just go!" ”

"You know the! This is not as simple as a few sets of furniture, and if you don't get it right, you will lose your life! ”

I wondered: "Since you don't want to help him, why don't you refuse the things and money he offers?" ”

Grandpa smiled mysteriously: "This is the best way to deal with sugar-coated cannonballs, let's peel off the sugar and eat it, and then send the cannonballs back to him!" After speaking, he also drank the Moutai wine sent by Sun Xingmin.