My grandfather finally decided to give it a try using the method my grandmother said.

Grandpa asked about the woman who hanged herself at the rice mill when she died, and according to the local situation, men are generally two or three years older than women when they get married, and my grandfather found a man of twenty-two and asked him for help.

The man's name is Foggy Season.

In the local dialect, fireflies are called the fog season.

The man took this name because he was born on straw in a paddy field. On the day he was born in the foggy season, his mother worked in the fields to earn money for the family - at that time, the fields were still collective, and everyone had to work to earn a share of the work, and his mother was very pregnant and worked in the fields in the evening. Because of the hot summer, it is cooler to do things at night, and there is moonlight, which is not much different from the daytime, and many people who can't finish their work are cutting rice at night to threak rice.

In the foggy season, her mother suddenly felt that she was about to give birth in the moonlit rice field, and everyone wanted to carry her to the house, she said, "I feel like I'm about to come out!" It's too late! ”

The crowd didn't know what to do. Fortunately, there was another production team in the nearby rice field. There was a young woman who had been a nurse in the production team, and she hurriedly ran over and told everyone to tie the straw that had been stripped of the grains into a haystack, and surrounded the mother in the foggy season, and put a lot of straw on the damp and soft soil to let the mother lie down. She had to deliver the baby on the spot.

Soon, the foggy season was born, and Wow Wow cried.

The father in the foggy season has no culture, and he is very happy when he sees the child. He looked at the moonlight all over the sky, at the straw on both sides of the old river, and at the fireflies flying on both sides of the river—this was the season for fireflies to appear, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and remembered a sentence he had heard a long time ago.

"In the summer and March, the rotten grass is a firefly." With a wave of his hands, Foggy Season's father held a firefly that flew in front of him in the palm of his hand. "The child will call it the fog season in the future."

The name Foggy Season was decided.

The words spoken by the father of the foggy season are not complete, and the complete words are from the "Rites and Records of the Month Order", which says "The moon of the summer season, the sun is in the willows, in the faint fire, and in the middle of Dankui." Its day Bingding, its emperor Yandi, its god Zhurong, its insect feathers, its sound signs, the law in the forest bell, its number seven, its bitter taste, its stinky burn, its ritual stove, sacrifice the lungs, the warm wind begins to arrive, the cricket dwells on the wall, the eagle is learning, and the rotten grass is the firefly. ”

During this season, crickets begin to appear under the walls, eagles begin to learn to fly, and fireflies begin to grow inside the rotting grass.

For the father in the foggy season, it is really not easy to think of the sentence "in the summer and March, the rotten grass is a firefly".

Many people say that the name "foggy season" is apt. But my grandfather shook his head again and again.

My grandfather said that fireflies were originally formed by wandering spirits. The rotten herb has no soul, and the reason why it can become a firefly is because the soul is transformed.

After his father died, he turned into a firefly and came back.

It was the seventh night after my father's death, and my grandfather was sitting in his house, sad. The crooked father has no relatives and no reason, and others stay away, only getting along with his grandfather the most in his life, and he can be regarded as the closest person. So when my crooked father died, my grandfather was the most reluctant.

After sitting silently for a long time, my grandfather's legs were a little numb, and when he was thinking about it, he saw a shiny firefly flying in from the door. Upon entering, it stopped in the middle of the hall and froze.