Chapter 2 Are There Really Ghosts?
When Tian Zhaofu walked out of the middle room, he wiped a handful of tears, smoked a cigarette, and hugged his son blankly.
"Dad, what's wrong with Mom?"
"It's okay." The father smiled and stroked the back of Xiaowei's round head: "It's nothing, she's tired and needs to rest for a while."
Outside the gate, Tian Zhaowang came with the seventh woman on a bicycle, and when the person got out of the car, he didn't care about putting it on the shelf, and threw it against the wall. The seventh woman is not very old, and Wei Zhun also knows that this woman, sixty-five years old, has always been in charge of watching the ancestral hall, and can occasionally give people physiognomy and fortune telling. The seventh woman had just been woken up, and the clothes on her body were frizzy, and she came over and asked, 'Where are the people?'.
"In the back room." Zhaowang led the seven women in.
Before you stepped into the threshold, you could hear the shouts in the room next to you, the words of 'light', 'bright', 'black' or something, and the listeners were so cautious that they were more injust.
"Brother, what are you...... Who's shouting in the East Room?"
"Your sister-in-law."
"My sister-in-law - how ...... she"
The seventh woman interrupted the brothers' dialogue: "Zhaowang, don't you say it's your kid, why is the woman shouting."
So far, Tian Zhaofu is also speechless, saying that it is not a taste: "Seventh woman, the child is in the Westinghouse, you can go in and take a look."
Wei Zhun followed the two into the door, and the seventh woman also smelled the stench, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and looked at the filth in the wooden basin: "Hu Ziniang, you let me, I'll show the baby."
Huzi had already collapsed, vomiting sweat, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his face was bloodless. The seventh woman looked at the child's eyes, and thought that the light was not enough, so she asked the flashlight to come and take a flashlight: "Oh...... This is no small illness. β
I don't know if the seventh woman is trying to cover up her diagnosis, or because she really understands medical skills, and she also gave the child a pulse: "The pulse is beating fast, where can normal people bear it." Zhaowang, where did the child go? It's the same as colliding with evil. β
Speaking of hitting the evil spirit, it was even more in response to what Hu Ziniang thought in her heart, she slapped her thigh twice: "Look at it, look at it - what am I talking about, our Huzi wine is an evil spirit." Seventh woman, you don't know, at night, Huzi was instigated by Xiaowei to go to the low-lying land in the east of the village, which was the wasteland of Ershui's family the year before last, which belonged to the mother-in-law of the Song family. β
Tian Zhaowang is a violent temper, but he also understands the sophistication of human feelings, how can there be such a slander of others, and he yelled at women: "You are a forced raiser, what are you talking about!" - How old is Xiao Wei to instigate Huzi?! The people in the village don't know that they are all good sons you are used to! Take Xiaowei all over the village all day long! Now it's time to get involved! Do you want to be embarrassed!"
The woman was afraid of men, and swallowed her breath in her stomach with tears, and her chest fire rose and fell wantonly.
The seventh woman looked at the dirty things in the basin and was helpless: "The babies are like this, what are you two arguing about?" In my opinion, the baby is in a big evil, I heard about this situation in my early years, but I have never encountered it. When encountering the trouble of rushing evil spirits, this has to be done by chanting scriptures from the grave, and surpassing the soul. β
"Let the village chief take the lead in this."
"If you want to save the baby's life, you have to do it." The Seventh Po really couldn't stand the smell, so she pushed Zhaowang and Wei Zhun out: "Zhaowang, you call the village chief immediately and ask him to come back quickly, and - no one should be missing from the people who were involved in that incident back then."
Not to mention whether the village chief can agree or not, it is impossible to summon these people together.
Tian Zhaowang was extremely embarrassed: "Seventh woman, you probably forgot, Tian Zhaomin died, died of liver cancer last spring, as well as Tian Zhaoqun and Tian Zhaobing, their two brothers went to Guangdong five years ago, and the whole family moved away, there has been no news, it is really difficult to gather all the people."
The seventh woman's eyes were gloomy: "If you can't find it, you have to look for it, Tian Zhaomin is dead, so I'll look for his daughter." Someone else...... You have to dig three feet into the ground and find out...... But I'm worried that the baby won't survive these two or three days. β
"Seven women!" Tian Zhaowang grabbed the seventh woman and didn't let go: "I beg you, you must save my tiger son, that is my seed, I am such a precious son." Seventh woman, you say, how much money it costs, I will give it to you by smashing the pot and selling iron. β
The man's voice was choked, and he had lost his momentum.
The seventh woman pushed off this arm: "Zhaowang, didn't my aunt say you, if you didn't do such a conscientious thing back then, you would be able to have today." How did I persuade you to come in the first place? If you do not listen, and say that I have deceived the people, it will be fulfilled today. I don't have a problem with such an evil thing, do my best, listen to the destiny of heaven, and prepare for the baby's future. β
The Seventh Po is gone.
Wei Zhun still thinks that what they say is not credible, and if he doesn't see it with his own eyes, he won't violate his principles: "Zhaowang Zhaofu, instead of being uncomfortable here, it's better to go to the town with me to find a doctor, let's speed up, maybe Tianming can come over."
He had already stood at the door, put the bicycle up, looked at the two people who were stunned, and stomped his feet angrily: "What are you still doingββ go quickly!!"
Three people, one person and one bicycle, rode fast, and Zhaofu fell on the road and almost didn't roll into the river. The doctor didn't go out in the middle of the night, but Zhaowang and Zhaofu scraped together more than 3,000 yuan, which was half of the savings of the two brothers. The four of them returned home at six o'clock in the morning.
The shouting of the woman in the east room had stopped, and Zhao Fu hurriedly opened the door to find his wife sitting motionless at the head of the bed, staring at the upper edge of the corner diagonally opposite.
Take care of the children first!
Wei Zhun accompanied the doctor to the Westinghouse, Huzi stopped throwing up now, but his stomach was already like a ripe persimmon, and the whole body was flattened, and his face, hands and feet, and whole body were ...... They have all shrunk in a circle, and the whole thin is not human-shaped.
After the doctor's diagnosis, there was only one sentence: "If you have collapsed, you are fine, but you need to recuperate." Strange, what did you give your child to eat, how did you vomit like this, and where was the vomit? Bring it to me. β
Ay? Yes, all of a sudden, the room was gone, and the filth in the basin was gone. And Huzi's mother was exhausted from crying and slept for more than an hour, and she didn't take the things, so it couldn't be a woman who was rich in Zhaofu. Could it be Xiaowei? That's not possible, how old is Xiao Wei, and he can't move the weight of this wooden basin at all.
Zhaowang and his wife didn't care about this, they were overjoyed when they heard the doctor say that their son was fine, and they hugged their son and refused to let go.
"Oh my good...... You're scared mom to death. β
Tian Zhaowang didn't talk nonsense, and immediately gave the remaining 800 yuan to the doctor, please go out and prescribe medicine.
Wei Zhun had an indescribable weirdness, including the scene he saw in the latrine before, he had palpitations, what the kid spit out was gone, didn't he have long legs? Hehe, it's funny, I'm a party member, where can I believe such nonsense, it must be the words of the seventh woman that made him guess and think.
It's okay.
Everything will be fine.
In the room of the east room, the woman could no longer hear anyone shouting, although her husband was talking over and over again, calling her name, but she just couldn't hear it, her eyes were only staring at one place, when Wei Zhun went in, the woman would occasionally say: "It's grown, it's fat, and it has more hands and feet."
That night, Tian Zhaowang carried his son back.
Thing...... Of course, it won't stop there.
Early the next morning, Xiuzhen came to find Wei Zhun, she was Tian Qingguo's woman, and she had made an appointment for the two of them to go to the town to buy something today, as a gift for her son-in-law to meet her father-in-law for the first time. But what happened overnight gave Wei Zhun a headache, and he couldn't sleep at nine o'clock, and his stomach was churning uncomfortably, and he just wanted to smoke.
"Wei Zhun." Xiuzhen pushed open the door, her voice was not small, she knew that the church was lived by Wei Zhun alone, the priest had been gone for more than three years, and when she saw cigarette butts all over the ground, her depression disappeared for the most part: "You...... How can you smoke like this, let my dad know, and think you're a big smoker. β
Wei Zhun raised his head, lowered it again, stepped on the cigarette butt, and smoked for several hours, his throat and tongue were dry: "Xiuzhen, you are here."
The woman was careful, went to open the window, dispersed the smell of smoke all over the house, and coughed chokingly: "Ahem-cough-what are you doing, you said that you would accompany me to the town this morning, and I smoke here alone, and I don't have such a way to smoke as you, you-you haven't slept all night?"
She touched Wei Zhun's face, touched the ends of her hair again, and simply stroked it indiscriminately: "You, let me tell you what is good, I haven't seen you like this before, you look really decadent." His head was oily, and he didn't wash it. β
Tian Xiuzhen is a woman who knows cold and hot, and took the initiative to go over to fetch water for the man, and at the same time put away the cigarette case and swept away the cigarette ash mixed with dirt debris all over the ground.
Wei Zhun suddenly asked, "Xiuzhen, do you say there are really ghosts in this world?"
"Ghosts?" Xiuzhen stood still, the broom stopped, she tilted her head to look at Wei Zhun's eyes: "Wei Zhun, in broad daylight, you have hysteria, what nonsense are you talking about." You've been smoking for a long time, and you're thinking about this?"
She looked at the man's expression, as if she was pitying a fool, or a madman, she had been with her for so long in the past, she had always thought that Wei Zhun was a polite, intellectual from the big city, but how could she say such inconsequential words.
At this time, Tian Zhaofu's shout came from the east end of the wall: "Director Wei! Director Wei!! - Is Director Wei there?!!!"
The heart sank, and this voice was accompanied by panic, which was not a good thing.
Wei Zhun took away the warm towel that Xiuzhen put on his face and went out: "Zhaofu, what's wrong?"
Zhaofu's lips were chapped and his breath was uneven: "Director Wei, go and take a look, my mouth is ...... It's almost gone...... Woohoo......"
A big man immediately squatted on the ground, and the woman cried like a rain.
Wei Zhun pulled him along, crossed the stone bridge, and ran to the west.
"Hey!!" Xiuzhen was not very happy, but she didn't say a word of nonsense, so she had to stay for the man to clean up the house. The more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, the more worried she became, so she still went over to take a look, after all, it was also a matter of her cousin's family.
In the room, on the bed: Zhaofu's woman twitched all over, shaking several times more often than a human swing, her eyes were crooked, and a thick liquid flowed from the corners of her mouth. The woman's convulsions made the bed board pop and pop, and the sound was like seven or eight big men tapping their fists against a thick plank.