When I got home, I found a woman standing at the door who was lying on the window and looking in, I recognized it as the child's mother, in her forties, more haggard than last time, her body should not be very good, the gray T-shirt was hanging on her thin body, her hands were dry, if I didn't have an impression, I would have thought it was a grave in a mass grave.

"Wang Xiaofeng's mother?" I asked.

The woman turned her head to look at me in surprise, her face yellow and thin, "How do you know my son's name?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.

"He gave me a dream and said he missed you."

After hearing this, the woman sat on the steps of the doorway, and cried, wiping her tears with her dry hands, "I miss my son too." "The cry was heartbreaking, and I was moved.

"Why are you here now?" I asked.

"I'm sick, and my husband's family forced me to divorce, so I'm only here now." The woman cried miserably, her tears were as unstoppable as the flood that burst the embankment, and her snot and saliva were mixed together.

I couldn't help but see my eyes red, I thought of my mother, I didn't even know what she was like, at that time, the countryside did occasionally come to take pictures, but it was very expensive, and my parents were not willing to take pictures. Although my father's appearance is blurred, I have a little impression, and my mother can only rely on imagination, and my grandmother said that my eyes and nose are like hers, so I often look in the mirror. Presumably she is in another world, just like this woman, and she is heartbroken.

I poured a glass of boiling water for the woman, but she refused to drink it, saying that she would go to see her son immediately, so I had to take her with me.

The mountain road was not easy to walk, the woman fell several times, I had to carry her up the mountain, she kept asking me if I had arrived, and I didn't bother to go back later. Soon it was time for her to lie on her son's grave, clutching the fresh soil, crying so hard that she kept shouting Xiaofeng's name, while I stood aside and smoked.

"It's getting dark, and it's hard to walk down the mountain, so let's go back, right?" I said that I was hungry again, mainly because I was afraid that it would be dark, and it would be scary if Xiaofeng wanted to come out to see his mother. But wouldn't it be good for them to see mother and son together? I didn't know what to do, and I finished smoking a pack of cigarettes.

The woman actually fell asleep on the grave, and I wanted to ask her husband why he didn't come to see the child. When I was hesitating to take her back, she suddenly swooped up from the grave, and looked around anxiously, and my hairs stood on end, although the sun had just set, it was still daytime.

I stood up and looked around, but there was nothing but the wind and the rustling of leaves.

"I dreamed of Xiaofeng, let me not worry about him." The woman told me.

"That's good, my dad is very kind and likes children, he will take care of Xiaofeng there." I didn't say Uncle Liu, because the identity on my name on the tombstone is Zi, and the adopted son is also Zi. It's a pity that he didn't let me call when I was alive, he said that a man doesn't change his name or surname, and I also heard from the people in the village that he has a surname and folds his life, so he has always been called uncle.

I sent the woman to the town, and when she got in the car and went back, she handed me an envelope, saying that it contained Wang Xiaofeng's birth date, the name of the generation on the family tree, and the fortune teller also said that she should engrave all the family information, and the fortune teller said that the child was too young and died unexpectedly, and he was worried that he would not find his way home.

She also said that when she was better and found a job, she would come to see Xiaofeng again. I came back from walking alone, and when I got home, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and I was so tired that I couldn't do it, so I ate four steamed buns with boiling water and pickles, and opened the envelope, in addition to Wang Xiaofeng's information, there were three thousand yuan. I didn't want the money, but the woman said a lot of information, and I didn't understand it, thinking it was full of information, but I didn't expect that although the information was detailed, it was just a thin yellow paper.

At night I had a dream that the little boy was squatting under the camphor tree, he was still wearing red pants, he was still wet, it was not raining, and I said to him, "Thank you for saving me." ”

"Thank you for bringing your mom to see me." He looked back and smiled.

"You don't want Dad?" I asked curiously.

"He's got a home out there."

"How do you know?"

"Mom said that."

"Why don't you go and see your mother?"

"She misses me as much as I miss her, and if I see her, she will never let me go." His words are like that of an adult.

"How do you know so much?"

"Your father told me, he never saw you, said he was dead, don't bother you anymore, so he won't give you dreams."

Uncle Liu and my dad are tough guys, they are not good at talking, but they are never hypocritical.

"You're so well-behaved, why do you want to swim in the river?" I grumbled.

"There was a girl's puppy that fell in and couldn't climb up, so I went to save it and fell down."

"You like her?" I asked with a smile.

He nodded. The next day, I found someone to engrave the relevant information, and it cost 300 yuan, mainly because the people in the village were talkative, so that the old man was afraid of me, otherwise it would be done for 80 yuan at most.

After that, I lived in a wooden house, never past the commissary at the head of the village, and then the shop was gossiped about by the villagers, so he asked me to ask for something, and he put it at the stone mill at the entrance of the village, and I went to get it, and everyone acquiesced, and the things and money were placed there, even if it was for the night, the thief did not dare to ask for it.

Society is changing very quickly, people have become very strange, in the past, when they were poor, as long as they starved to death, they were not very willing to dig up corpses, but now I find that everyone's life is much better, but the addiction to money is even greater. The price of the corpse is rising, and when you encounter a rich master, you can still slaughter it, and the media has reported on the case of asking for a corpse, no matter how much the society criticizes, this is also a free transaction, and in the eyes of the salvage team, this is a loss of longevity, and it is Wang Ba who does not make money.

So much so that now business has to be grabbed, and the salvage teams in each village have divided the territory and fought several times for the right to salvage the corpses.

I've only had one order for more than a year, a naked woman hanging from a stone at the mouth of the Guillotine Gorge, with a sharp rock inserted into her abdomen. Although they had not yet entered the Guillotine Gorge, the water there was so strong that they feared that they would be cursed if they crossed the line, so no one dared to fish. Because it involved a criminal case, upon the recommendation of the village chief Xiong Laoliu, the police brought the family to the door, and I offered 100,000 yuan, which the family could not accept.

"Young man, we have to handle the case, the corpse will be soaked for a long time and affect the collection of evidence, so you will be accommodating." A middle-aged policeman said.

"That's it, two days ago, your salvage team was scolded on the Internet, and you dared to ask for a price for the corpse, believe it or not, I took a picture of you and posted it on the Internet?" The man who came with him said angrily, and took out his phone to take a picture.

"You killed your wife, right?" I asked suddenly.

"You...... What do you mean? "The man tried to rush over and hit me, but was stopped by the police.

"Boy, you're going to be cheaper!" The policeman said kindly.

"Comrade policeman, I haven't received an order a year, so naturally I have to pay a high price, otherwise what will I live on? And you should have talked to the salvage teams, no one may dare to fish for 100,000, right? "Naturally, I won't give in, but if they decide not to fish for the body because the price is too high, I will admit that the 10,000 yuan, the man is wearing a big gold watch in his hand, holding a black leather bag, looking like a local tyrant, and he has no intention of discussing with me at all.

The policeman nodded, and pulled the man to the side to discuss for a while.

"If he is paralyzed, he will rely on making money from the dead, and he lacks virtue!" The man scolded.

"Only those who kill lack virtue, I collect corpses to accumulate virtue, otherwise if your woman enters the Guillotine Gorge, her soul will be scattered." I say.

Although I missed the college entrance examination and didn't go to university, I was also a literate person, I had read a lot of books, I once persuaded myself not to believe in ghosts and gods, and I also suspected that the scale armor on my back was just some rare skin disease. But the experience of the two guillotine gorges, and the little boy made me unable to judge, no one has ever seen God, I have really seen ghosts and beasts, maybe it is an illusion, but where does the illusion come from?

I like to think about logic, I can't deny what I've seen, I don't believe in what I've not seen, for example, I don't believe in God, if there is a god in the world, they don't care about these ghosts? My Jiang family the gods and his ancestors? If you want to ruin my family, you will make me worse than dead, and I will have snake scales on my back.

So my conclusion is that in this world, there are only people and demons and monsters, people and people fighting, people and demons fighting monsters, demons and monsters fighting and demons and monsters fighting, and immortals are all excuses for people to comfort themselves. Awesome people, the right way has become a fairy in people's mouths, and if the art is not right, it has become a demon in people's mouths, but people are people, and nothing can change their greedy nature. The little boy, although he was a ghost, was actually an angel.

"Fuck your shit, what bullshit? Will Lao Tzu believe the foolish of your peasants? The man yelled.

"You just don't want to fish." After I finished speaking, I was about to close the door and go to bed, but I was actually very panicked, and no matter how I saved, I couldn't last a year without work. As long as the man has a better attitude, I will accept 10,000 yuan, after all, I haven't reached the Guillotine Gorge yet.

"Let's do it, we'll get the money out first, and you scoop up the people first." The policeman said he had been calling for instructions.

After the bank card arrived, I drove a small wooden boat to go, in fact, the location of the female corpse is fine, but everyone has a psychological shadow, I took the woman off, the intestines were left behind, a strange smell, if you have smelled the pig manure when killing pigs, you can probably understand a little, especially the female corpse soaked in the water, and people who have smelled the rotting animal corpses in the water should be able to empathize.

The policeman's words rang over the intercom: "The intestines can't be lost, we have to let the forensic doctor do it." ”

I had to take off the towel and wrap it around my nose and mouth, endure the nausea and carefully stuff the intestines back, and then lay the woman flat on the small wooden boat. I wanted to just look at her face, but when my gaze swept over my stomach, I finally couldn't help it, took off the towel, and threw up frantically on the edge of the boat.