This is what Xiaoxiao must do every day after dinner, that is, she keeps stroking the yin wooden coffin with her warm jade little hands, until the coffin is covered with her small handprints.

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, day after day, looking at every winter, under the low temperature of more than 30 degrees below zero, Xiaoxiao has to do this whole set of actions on the cold yin wooden coffin, and it hurts to watch!

No one told me why? Every time I see Xiaoxiao's little hands that are red from the cold, I really want to go to my grandfather and ask, what is all this for?

But as soon as I saw my grandfather's rolling eyes and a stereotypical face, I was dumbfounded and quickly retreated.

For as long as I can remember, this huge wooden coffin has been placed in the hall of our main house.

This seems to be our family's treasure, and it also seems to be the sign of our family's coffin shop.

Every New Year or festival, many people from all directions will come to our house, bring some incense paper and candles, and worship the yin wooden coffin outside our house.

Whenever this time, grandpa would always smoke a dry cigarette with his head down, squint at his mandarin duck eyes with many white eyes, and bring a small bench to guard the yin wooden coffin.

Occasionally, I would say a few words to the coffin that no one else could understand, and sometimes I would nod my head gently.

So there are many times, I wonder if there is someone lying in that coffin?

It is said that after I was born, I would be put in that wooden coffin for two hours every day, and no matter how much I cried, it was useless.

Every time I was lifted out of it, I was frozen all over my body.

This continued until I was five years old, when I began to remember, and I was suddenly forbidden to enter the hall, not even to get close.

As I grew older, how many times did I secretly want to go in and see what was going on, but every time I didn't get closer, I would be rushed out by a cold aura.

Every time I was rushed out, my grandfather would take the broom and beat me up, and then sternly warned me not to have such thoughts in the future.

Behind my back, I secretly asked Xiaoxiao, why wouldn't she be rushed out by the evil qi, was it difficult that she didn't feel the coldness emanating from the yin wooden coffin?

Xiaoxiao would smile and shake her head, and didn't tell me anything.

Seeing Xiaoxiao, who was only busy with her work and didn't have time to pay attention to me, I stepped to the west wing where my mother lived.

knocked lightly on the door and shouted, "Mom, I'm back, can I go in and see you?" ”

There were two coughing sounds in the room, and the mother's weak voice rang out, "It's Chengzu!" Come on in. ”

I gently pushed open the hidden door, there was no light in the room, and by the faint light, I saw my white-haired mother, lying on her side on the bed.

In the middle of the floor was still the coffin without a lid, and there was a faint smell of decay in the room.

Don't know why? As far back as I can remember, my mother never left the house.

Every dark night, there was never a light in my mother's house.

I stood on the head of my mother's bed a little timidly, and said carefully, "Mom, I'm back, are you okay?" ”

Mom gasped and said weakly, "I'm fine!" How did you get back? ”

"Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time, can you sit up and let me see?" I carefully reached out my hands and lifted my mother up from the bed.

He had messy white hair, deeply sunken cheeks, a pale and bloodless face, and a pair of cloudy eyes without any brilliance.

In my memory, that's what my mom was like.

Countless times I cried and ran to ask my father, why did I imprison my mother in the small room, why did I let my mother sleep in a coffin?

But every time it was in exchange for a fat beating, my mother's situation did not change at all.

And my dad and grandpa sternly warned me not to let my mom leave the house.

Looking at the heart-wrenching face, I carefully said to my mother: "Mom, you wait for me, one day I must take you out." ”

"Let you see the outside world, I'm going to take you to the city and buy you nice clothes and a lot of good food."

Mom shook her head and didn't say anything, just stretched out her bony hand and gently stroked my thick hair.

Every time at this time, I feel that I am a child with a mother, and my heart is so sad that I just want to shed tears.

My mother gently wiped her tears for me and said faintly, "As long as you're good!" Look at how grown my child has grown. ”

"It looks so good! It's really like your dad, your dad was so handsome when he was young! ”

I do look like my father, tall and very majestic!

The standard national character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wide shoulders and wide body, just the relationship between reading and rarely seeing sunlight, the face is slightly pale.

I have asked my mother countless times, you have your own feet, you can walk by yourself, why don't you walk out of here by yourself? Why do you have to sleep in the coffin board for the dead every night?

But every time my mother would avoid answering, without any look on her face, as if all these circumstances were voluntary!

When I came out of my mother's room, my heart was unusually heavy!

There are so many unsolvable mysteries in this family, and there are too many incredible weirdness!

There is also the grandfather who has a cold and dull expression all day long, and when he rolls his strange eyes, he will scare me half to death.

Early the next morning, a four-wheeled trailer came and pulled away the painted coffin in the yard.

As a friend of Ermaozi, I decided to go to Ermaozi's house to have a look, and I would see Ermaozi off anyway.

When I came to Ermao's house, I saw that the yard was full of people.

This is the case in the countryside, whoever has a big or small affair, people all over the village will spontaneously run to help.

In the courtyard, on a simple mourning shed made of plastic sheeting, on a bed patched together with several rectangular wooden boards, lay the emaciated Ermaozi with dyed yellow hair.

The heart-rending cry of Ermaozi's mother came from the house, causing a group of women to shed tears in the yard.

Growing up in a family that works with dead people, I don't feel much fear of the dead!

But after all, this Ermao is an acquaintance who has played with me to the end, and I remember that on the way back, I actually heard him calling me, so in my heart, I still feel a little hairy about this matter.

I reluctantly got to the spirit shed, wanting to see the last side of Ermaozi, but when I saw Ermaozi's death, I couldn't help but be shocked!

Ermaozi was already relatively thin, but this dead look, how does he look like my mother who doesn't leave the house all day!

There was no flesh on his cheeks, his eye sockets were sunken, and his face was pale, especially his dislocated chin, which was as white as a pork biao who had been soaked in water for many days and was about to rot!

I couldn't help but ask the person next to me, "How did Ermaozi die?" ”

No one answered me, and when the villagers saw that I was coming, they all unconsciously avoided the side.

"What are you doing here? Hurry up and get me home. With an angry shout, Grandpa rolled his eyes and walked out of Ermaozi's house.

I glanced at my grandfather speechlessly, turned around and was about to go out, when a police car drove into the yard of Ermaozi's house with the sound of a siren.

"What's going on? How did the police come? The people in the courtyard began to talk one after another.

Several policemen jumped out of the car, walked straight to the yard, and came to Ermaozi's body.

After a brief inspection, one of the policemen said: "Someone has reported the case, and the cause of death of the deceased is strange, so don't bury it for the time being." ”

"We're going to bring the bodies back to the town, and we're going to have to do an autopsy to determine the true cause of death."

In the courtyard of Ermaozi's house, it was like an explosion of the pot, and everyone was talking about it, saying everything.

At this moment, I saw my grandfather's face change, and he hurriedly walked into the house of Ermaozi's house.

After a little effort, Ermaozi's mother walked out of the house with the support of Ermaozi's father.

"Plop!" With a bang, Ermaozi's mother cried and knelt down for the police.

I thought that Ermaozi's mother knelt down in order to beg the police to solve the case quickly and avenge Ermaozi, but Ermaozi's mother said something that shocked me!

Ermaozi's mother actually knelt down and begged the police not to take away her son's body, Ermaozi died of a violent illness and needed to be buried immediately and buried in the ground!

Of course, the police were noncommittal about Ermaozi's mother's crying, and a hearse came after a while and pulled Ermaozi's body away.

Looking at the grandfather who was standing on the side, his face was gloomy and uncertain, I was sure that Ermaozi's mother's abnormal behavior must have been instigated by his grandfather behind his back.

I don't understand how this Ermaozi died? Who reported the case?

And why did grandpa instigate Ermaozi's mother to prevent the police from intervening?

I ran back to the house quickly, grabbed Xiaoxiao's hand, and ran to the grove in my backyard.

I really want to know how this Ermaozi died?

But what disappointed me was that Xiaoxiao didn't know anything about the ins and outs of this matter, but I heard that Ermaozi had a sudden illness and died at home at noon yesterday.

"Then do you know why Dad got me back this time?" I asked.

Xiaoxiao still shook her head and said, "I don't know, I just heard what grandpa said that the day is coming, and I don't know what is going on." ”

"Xiaoxiao, you are my sister, and you are the only one in this family who lives like a normal person."

I continued, "So tell me, don't you think there's too much weirdness and unusualness in this home?" ”

After listening to my question, Xiaoxiao hurriedly reached out to cover my mouth, turned around and looked at me in a panic, and pulled me to run home.