Hong Jiafu's face turned pale: "This, this, this ......" turned to cry: "My father, it's all my fault, I have turned you into a poor and thirsty ghost." I don't believe it yet. It's all my! Don't blame your grandson, it's none of his business, others are ignorant and don't understand, they all blame me for being lazy, if you want to scold or beat, look for me. I'm sorry for you, Daddy! ”

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 Hong Danian scolded: "You cry now for a fart!" ”

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Grandpa comforted: "It's not a big deal, you can make it up tonight." Just tiring your village chief. Thankfully, it's just your son's typo. If there are other reasons, you and I don't know what to do. I also exhaled softly.

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That night, Hong Jiafu burned a few more packets of paper money, knelt in front of the flames and muttered: "Dad, it's all careless to be a son." I will burn more paper money for you today, please don't blame it. ”

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A gust of wind blew and blew down the red family portrait. The daughter-in-law of Hong Jiafu, who was standing next to her, hurriedly helped her husband up, and saw that there was a red mark on her husband's face, like a slap.

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Hong Jiafu immediately kowtowed: "Dad, this is what you should hit your son." I won't dare again. ”

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The wind swirls and waits until the paper money is burned through before leaving.

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Then, the head of the red village informed the other families to continue burning paper money. The paper money of each house burned smoothly.

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The village chief happily asked us to stay for another night, but grandpa declined.

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In fact, grandpa still wants to stay for one night, because there are good tobacco leaves at home in the red year. More than ten years ago, the average farmer would think it would cost a lot to smoke cigarettes packaged by the factory every day. With a standard of living like grandpa, I can buy a pack of torch brand cigarettes for two cents a week at most, and I still don't have a filter. It is now extinct. After the autumn harvest, he sold some rice and had some money in his pocket, so that his grandfather could buy slightly more expensive cigarettes with filters.

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In order to save money, my grandfather grew his own tobacco, and the tobacco leaves were chopped up and rolled up with newspaper pages to smoke for a month. But the quality of the tobacco leaves greatly affects the taste, and grandpa is not very good at caring for tobacco, and the cigarettes rolled are of course worse than torch brand cigarettes without filters.

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But the quality of the tobacco leaves in the red year is quite good. Of course, I don't know if the quality of the tobacco leaves is good, I don't smoke, but I know when I see my grandfather's intoxicated face.

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Grandpa still looked nostalgic at the plastic bag of tobacco leaves in the red village chief before leaving, and was embarrassed to take the initiative to ask.

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It was me who was leaving, because my cousin's son, who was less than a year old, died suddenly. My mother sent me a message and told me to go back as soon as possible. Therefore, seeing that the paper money in Hongxu Village could be burned properly, we hurried back. When my grandfather saw that it was getting late at night, he was afraid that it would not be safe for me to go back alone, so he followed me to my house.

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When I was walking on the road at night, my grandfather told me with certainty: "Your cousin's son was killed by a spores." ”

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"Ghost of the spores? "I raise my feet carefully on the road, and when I walk at night, my feet should be raised higher, if I trip over the ghost, it will charm your soul, and it is easy to have a ghost pressing the bed when sleeping.

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"Right. The ghost specializes in seducing the souls of babies of the same age, and is also called leaving the house in the magic theory. Grandpa said.

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"Leaving home? "It's the first time I've heard this kind of statement, and there is no explanation for it in the ancient books. It seems that there is a difference between theory and practice. Grandpa has a lot more experience than I do.

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Grandpa jumped over a small ditch and said, "Leaving home means that the soul is out of the body and leaving the body." If the soul goes too long and too far, the human body ceases to live. It is very simple to tell whether a person is gone, if his eyes are dull, his ears are damp, his hair is glued together in three or two, combed and closed, and he is listless when he walks, then the person must be gone. "After listening to my grandfather say this, I noticed his eyes, ears and hair when I saw others for a while.