When my grandfather walked to Crooked Daddy's house, Crooked Daddy was feeding the cat he had picked up.

The crooked daddy's cat is very lazy, and the mouse runs past in front of him, and it doesn't like to take care of it. When he was hungry, he didn't want to go to the bowl with the cat food, so he had to bring it to him to eat it.

When the crooked father saw his grandfather coming, he grinned happily and asked, but did he hug his grandson?

Because half of his mouth was difficult to open and close, his words sounded a little slurred, like a piece of hard candy in his mouth.

Grandpa nodded.

Crooked dad said, I heard the cannon go off, congratulations.

Grandpa said, but the time of the child's birth was not good.

Crooked dad asked, what time is it?

Grandpa told his son-in-law the time he had told him.

Crooked Dad put down the cat bowl, meditated for a while, and then said, Bazi is a good Bazi, I'm afraid I can't bear it. Twelve years old is a hurdle, just get past it.

That's not what worries me the most. A few days ago, I calculated a hexagram, and judging from the hexagram, this child will be far away from home in the future. I thought I would give birth to a girl, but my son-in-law told me that it was a boy. I'm not sure, so I'm here to ask what you think. Grandpa said.

The crooked father smiled at half of his face, and said while touching the cat's back, people are rootless trees, and they may live far away from home in the future, so what is there to worry about?

My grandfather said that it is easy to play hexagrams and difficult to read. If only it were like you say. I'm afraid it's not.

The crooked father took his hand back from the cat's back and said, "Are you worried that the little girl is making trouble?"

Yes, it's the crescent moon. Grandpa said.

Many people have seen crescent moons. But only if you've seen it.

The crescent moon only appears before the sun comes out in the morning when the fog is heavy in autumn and winter, and it is mostly found in the fields or mountains. They all look like children, white and white like moonlight, so they are called crescent moons. Sometimes there is only one, sometimes in groups of three or five, playing with each other, but they don't make any sound.

The old people in the village said that if you touch the crescent moon, don't be afraid, as long as you don't make a sound, they won't care about you, if you are afraid, just pretend to cough, and they will disappear without a trace.

The old people believe that the crescent moon is the lost soul of a child, and the child has a big heart and often gets lost while walking, so he stays in the world.

There are also some old people who believe that the crescent moon is not a lost soul, but the soul of a small animal. Rabbits, roe deer, sparrows, cats, voles, they all have souls, they are no different from the souls of children in the world, but they are different from human skins.

In particular, an old sharpshooter who used to hunt firmly believed that the crescent moon was the spirit of small animals, and he said that he had followed the crescent moon when the sun was about to rise, and finally found either a rabbit in the grass nest or a vole hole in a dry paddy field. Since then, he has stopped hunting.

Grandpa and Crooked Dad have also seen Crescent Moon, more than once or twice.

Once, my grandfather went to a distant rice field to see the water in a foggy early morning, and came across a crescent moon on the road.

When I was a little sensible, my grandfather told me not to be afraid of those things, and if I came across them, I would pretend I didn't see them. You pretend not to see it, and it thinks you really can't see it. It won't take you well.

My grandfather did the same that day, and he pretended not to see the crescent moon.